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Suicide is Friend and sinking is forever beautiful,

Vikings hands find peace even though I never do,

Those Lion eyes still fend my mind even though thye are long lost,

They took nothing but my sanity, love for life aloft

Author's Notes/Comments: 

people can cause you pain

The Clock


There’s a heart that beats


and a clock that chimes


Moments pass


as they both keep time






lost again


Words don’t flow


from an idle pen




Deeds don’t come


from an idle hand


Seeds won’t grow


in a barren land




Something stalks me


Something’s there


Something haunts


my every prayer






Life slips by




Sleepless nights




Cold against


the words I say


Time won’t make


this go away




It merely ticks


to count the deeds


Mounting numbers


don’t mislead




They all add up


to tell the tale


of downward slide


towards the hell




That I’ve created


Idle hands


Not but dust


on barren land




Depicts the seeds


that I have sown


And with this pen


I’m left alone




In idle silence


Years go by...


As the heart beats on


and the clock keeps time.


Dawn after night


It's time to say no,

It's time to let go,

It's time to lay down,

And sleep in the ground.

The battle was fought,

But you didn't win.

And now you must rest,

So you can rise again.

And when this pain and suffering

Pales to nothing,

You will rise and fight.

As Dawn comes after Night.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem for "T".


Born into a world of regret,
called something I’m not made yet,

Having to live each day like a burning candle wick,

the fires out but you keep living it.


Having a dream, making it a reality,

how is that possible when you around is nobody?

You try, try, and keep on trying,
whether for a girl, a goal, or for a friend who is dying.

Being unreliable, or just being you,
does it really matter? Even when you do what you got to do.

Has it occurred, has it happened, or have they asked?

Sticking with your word, “I don’t want to date anymore”, or “What’s wrong with you?”

Life is everywhere made by everyone,

no need to ever quit, otherwise all your life you’d run.

Names called, ones lost, not what you want to be yet,

don’t worry, keep fighting, don’t live like a regret.