The footsteps that wake you in the night, when you look, there is nothing there. When you finally reason away your fright and fall asleep, I will be standing there. As you sleep, I'll whisper in your ear, making sure that every word is clear. I make the dreams, the very ones you fear. … Continue reading Night Terrors
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Dying
If I touch you, can I heal you? If I reach you, will you hear? If I speak with words of comfort, will it take away your fear? If I lay down on your death bed, hold your hand just for a while, will you rise up to walk with me, or pass on with … Continue reading Dying
Praying For Angels
Strength, we work for it, we pray for it; to get us through another day fraught with circumstances stacked against us. Yet there is no strength for this, no prayer that could leave our lips that would delay the coming of each singular end. We are born of the crackling fire. Sparks sent … Continue reading Praying For Angels
Rain Rolls Down
She's not alright tonight, the passion's gone and she's burned out. Gave up the right to fight and she's blaming Him for how it turned out. 'Cause when the party's over and the moment's just a memory, when the sun has set, she feels so alone. She can't forgive herself, so how could He? … Continue reading Rain Rolls Down
Full Circle
Smell of your perfume, curve of your hips, touch of your skin, taste of your lips. Each little memory adds to the hole, leaves me so empty beyond my control. This is nothing new, I've felt this before. In the throes of frustration I've beat at your door. Hold no candle to you, darken my … Continue reading Full Circle