Flowers in Bloom

Flowers in bloom appear so beautiful.
Time and care has caused them to prosper.
Left alone, they will still grow.
There are seasons to roses.
First they are born,
soon they whither away,
but then they rise from the dead
more beautiful than remembered.

Flowers in bloom appear so beautiful.
But roses have thorns,
Roses can bleed.
Roses may prick, or be broken, or even tear.
Handle every beautiful rose with affection matched with caution.
Appreciate the beauty of the flower, never forgetting its fragility.

Flowers in bloom can whither away,
but like the Phoenix from the ashes,
they are reborn to a new life from a bright burning flame.

The Craving

I want a smoke.
I sit in a room full of no one and nothing.
I want a cig,
I want to feel the smoke dance on my lips.
The first breathe in,
Then the slow release.
When I smoke, I find peace.
Give me a smoke, please.
Let me feel peace.
The world is tugging from all corners.
I don't know which roads to take.
Old paths forgotten,
Transformed to new beginings.
Just give me a smoke!
Let the deep breathe in.
Let me stop making mistakes.
Let the pain sink out of my soul,
Let it drift into the mist of the midnight air.
Let me have that sweet release...
Give me a smoke, and let peace be renewed.
I take care of the world,
but lose myself in their pain.
Let the healing begin,
Let the cig give me time.
Peace will come,
but my heart is breaking from the sadness around me.
Give me a cig...
Just one sweet puff.
Please, allow me to have just a little peace of mind.

The Tempest of Hope

When the storm winds blow and thunder crashes through the windy air,
Know it is not the end.
Though the seas may storm, tossing you into a new unknown direction...
Never fear.
While you may be blind to where you are going,
The seas will take you where you need to be.
There will be many roads to travel, and many tempests to face.
Sometimes, you need to go through where you have been
In order to find where you were always meant to be.

Roads

Pulling me from all sides...
Your words are gone;
Your greetings vanished with you light.
New found roads appear.
I do not wish to travel.
New roads may be ready,
But I am not ready for those new roads to appear.
These roads will have to wait until I am strong enough to journey.

Deadly Poison

Loneliness kills the soul of a man
waiting for the hope of the midnight hour.

Loneliness deprives the soul of a man
waiting for a glimmer of hope.

Come forth from the night you villainous creature.
Let me know thy true form.
Your face is dark with no remorse.
The murderous soul shows no shame for the killing of men.
The fiend strikes by injecting a lonely poison into the veins of his empty victims.
Left by the waste side are the dreams of a thousand forgotten spirits,
Longing for the toll of the midnight hour.
Longing for the dawn of a new age.

Come forth from the night!
Fight the still standing man
Who, somehow, holds yet one shred of hope in his lonely arsenal.
Fight not with your deadly poison,
But battle with the fists the Devil himself has crafted for you!

Loneliness kills the hope of a soul
Like the shadow of the night conceals the light
From the dawn of a new tomorrow.

Metamorphosis

Tired.
Sweaty.
Drained.
Moved.
Left.

Started.
Waited.
Parted.
Accepted.
Living.

Newness.
Affirmation.
Consolation.
Transformation.
Welcome to the re-creation.

Scared Shitless

I am sitting alone, packing my room.
Country music plays in the background.
It is a hard day.

I do not even like country tunes.
I am tired and scared.
Please don't let me face this battle alone.

The doctors are worried.
"You should go off campus to run a few test."
They say, "Probably nothing."
But I see the look on their face.

Avoiding the appointment.
I feel alone in my fight.
Remember when you held my hand?

You were afraid of needles--
Deathly so--
I had to get tested.
I was scared.
You sat by my side,
You swallowed your fear.

Then you held my hand
Through the drawing of the blood.
You held my hand
All through the tiring wait.
You held my hand
Telling me you would love me either way.

Here I am again,
Different tests,
Same fear.
I am scared.
This time,
The situation calls for a more serious concern.

I am scared again.
This time,
I am on my own.
No hand to hold,
No partner to hug,
Nothing but fear and a phone.

I am scared again.
Terrified of finding out the truth.
This time,
You are not by my side
To hold me close,
To love me,
To tell me I will be alright.

I am scared again--
Scratch that--Terrified.
but this time...
You won't be here to love me all my life.

Lights & Show

The lights come up,
I hear my cue.
The nerves swell,
My breath deepens.

I lunge myself across the stage,
Take a breath.
My first line spoken.
Laughter heard.

I am doing well,
I am doing great.
I hear the audience.
I shake myself free from the terror.

The best feeling alive,
next to hearing her heart beat.
After the show,
I wait for my friends.

One by one they come,
They say "Good job."
I look, but I know.
You were not here tonight.
The only person I actually hoped would show.