June 2011
When you cease to write what you believe in and write what you know others will accept.
[true] greatness.
striven for by many.
achieved by few.
[true] freedom.
striven for by many.
achieved by few.
[true] power.
striven for by many.
achieved by few.
[true] happiness.
striven for by many.
achieved by few.
[true] humilty.
striven for by few.
achieved by none.
- Mother: So, did you have fun?
- Daughter: Well... he didn't buck.
Water trickling down my ears,
taunting me,
causing fears.
Rushing sounds from above,
hoping stilled,
wishing love.
Fighting down the tears within,
darkened past,
blackened fin.
Monster’s eyes reflecting mine,
pointed teeth,
dreaded sign.
Slipping through the watery waste,
screaming terror,
being chased.
Seeing light from the sky,
wanting peace,
tearing cry.
Biting pain from behind,
horrified face,
contorted mind.
Curling in a shrinking ball,
covered skin,
bloodied fall.
Waking in a mess of sheets,
peaceful now,
dreams unsweet.
I wanna fall in your arms tonight,
hug you till the silence fades,
twist and snuggle close to you,
holding on for all I’m worth,
never letting go.
I wanna dive through deep waters,
gulping down a strangled breath,
waiting for your pulsing hand,
to pull me up from the depths,
of every fear.
I wanna sing in the setting sun,
calling out like falling birds,
whisp’ring in your perfect ears,
I won’t stop my lullaby,
it never ends.
I wanna stop in the fading world,
find your face in the stillness,
reach for your loving touch,
find you reaching back to me,
with love.
I helped a small bit in the redesign.
My first published book cover!