Expression may flow through me, in many ways. Through Art and Through the Written Word. Here, you will see inside my soul, through my words.

He, who saved me.

She sat alone in a dark room, her small framed body huddled in the far corner.

Sadly she stares out into the dark, which once was her whole world, her home.

The people who took her, said they would never leave her. They gavae her promises, said she would never be hurt.

But they took everything from her, took her dreams, shattered her life. Leaving her alone and broken.

Now, she thinks of giving away the only thing she has left, her life....

But as the thought passes through her mind, the door opens.

A stranger enters and offers his hand.

He have her something, and asked for nothing in return.

Her gave her, Love , Neverending.

A Mortals Praise

I know that all beneath the moon decays and what by Mortals in this world is bought.

In times great periods shall return to naught.

I know that the muses of spirit which are so dearly bought, as idle sounds of few or none are sought.

That there is nothing lighter then mere praise.

Years Gone By

 
Through all the years that have gone and passed, my love for you remains true.

Through the heartache we both endure, through the pain our lives brought us, nothing has ever changed.

My heart races when we kiss, my knees grow weak with your touch. My every thought, is of us.

When we are apart, I am sad, my life means nothing unless I am in your arms.

Words can not explain - for they are just that, words. The truth, the love, the passion, the emotion which runs through my veins - endless.

Through the years gone by, my love for you... has grown. My heart aches for your touch.


 

Lost

Life, lost in the myst.

 I am but invisible to the world around me, hidden. I am but a mystery.

I see the world through my eyes, dark, beautiful. Seen like no other.

A lost soul, broken. Unable to be fixed.

 

A Day Dream

The heavens open when your lips touch mine. Time stands still, ageless in the world of reality.

I watch you, and you see me not. Gazing in a day dream.

My heart stops when I see your smile. Your eyes can see into my soul.

With passing time, I do not grow weak. For my love makes me stronger.





 

 
Answer to my Dreams

I can see the image of your perfect face when I close my eyes

The purest smile, when you look at me. The shine in your eyes when I smile.

I can still feel your lips, the softest satin when we kiss.

I can not imagine a life without you,

One day that goes by, when you are not at my side, seems like an eternity without you.

My heart aches, my mind is weak, my body numb.

You are my soul, my inner being.

The answer to my dreams.

I am.... But a Raven

I am but a Raven, surrounded by mystery.

Like a rose, alone in a field.

Lost, in reality, creating a world of happiness in a realm of pain.

I am but a Raven, Hidding in the dark.

Searching.... looking... to see what I want, what I desire in front of me.

I am but a Raven, Misunderstood.

Wanting to be heard, but with no voice.

Creating a sound through my art.

I am but a Raven -

She who brings death. She who sees life.

I am..... But a Raven.

A Day I Will Never Forget......

 It was a warm day, when I got the call... The young man on the other end- my friend - my brother - his voice shaking.

 You need to sit, the voice echoed... I could tell something was wrong. I did not think, it would be -- the news I so wish I could forget.

"he is gone" the voice said...... "he is gone"..... I could not speak, my voice gone, til finally it came out. I knew who he spoke of but still.... "WHO!" ..... The name... that name....

I fell to my knees, the phone to the floor.. ....... I died...

 My brother - my friend - went silent.

I was numb, but picked up the phone, .... "what happened" I managed to say.

"His sister, found him when she came home from school, a gun shot to the head....... he took his own life"

My heart sank, my tears fell free.

The three of us were no more - now only two remained.

It was three, so close - so tight. We were friends, we were family, we loved each other dearly.

 His name... the sacred name... remains in my heart for eternity. His face - an image of my dreams.

He was a kid, a man, a brother - my brother. He was an Artist, wanted to learn Magic, loved his music.

He took his life, Sept 15.

Today - years later..... still his name brings the tears. That name.. That sacred name.

I hold his art in my hands and see his face. I imagine - what it would be like today... if he were at my side.

When I need help - he would be there. When I need to talk - he would listen. When I just... needed... he would just... he him.

We would be the three.... Never to part. We would be as one - as we are .... as we were.



**To S.E.A. - My Friend - My Brother**

One Life... One Love....

 

One Love - One Life - desires so strong they can not be wrong.

A heart sinking into the abyss, craving the love - the touch.

Created by a world of hate, submissive in its own dreamstate.

I lived my life, with you at my side. A distance between us fading.

The truest of love, purest of desires.

Within my arms, you belong. Your heart beating next to mine.

Against your lips, where mine fit well. The softness, the passion... the love flows true.

I could not imagine, a life without you. A life with no love, no laughter.

You swept me away, your honesty- your truth.

Gave me a reason - to live - to love .

I sit here, a crowded room feels empty, loneliness still embraces my soul.

But I know... when I look up - you will be there. Your hand held out.

To take me into your arms, where I am safe. Protected. Wanted. .....

To be one.....
One with Love - One with Life- to be one with the desires so strong.

To Live.. is to have Lost... To be alone.. is to be Alive

  My life has not been set in stone, it has passed through the gates of torture, and yet I still come out alive.

My life has not been filled with friends and family, it has seen love fade and lives lost.

I survive, through dream, through faith - but not a faith geared to the holy, faith of love, faith of life.

I live... my own life, the beating of my own drum.

My chaos, my torture, my pain.

Creating an image of peace, through images.

I was locked in a cage, forbidden, caught in a whirlwind, trapped.

Freed by the strength within, standing up and releasing my wings so I could fly.

By fly -- to where?

  I have lost so much... alone.. again?

I fly, but my net is still up, keeping me from going to far.

Protecting me from the outside world.

Keeping me at bay.

 Now so bad,... really...

 Better then being lost.. in a world of hate....

Nothing is what it seems

 As the days go by, you will see that nothing is what it seems.

 The clear sky through the slightly tinted window, creates an illusion.

The settle breeze passing through the window, brings a storm.

Everything is different, creating an image of purity.

 

Moments of Peace... thought.... serenity....

In moments of peace, your mind can wonder. Taking you to when you wer happiest. In moments of thought, you mind can become clear. Answers awaiting.. In times of serenity, when it all comes together. You can sit back and enjoy the moment. Knowing... waiting.... patient for it all to come into play.

    In Times... Of Sorrow...

 It is in the times of sorrow, when nothing seems to be right.  When you look in the mirror and wonder what will become of it all.

 It is in these times of sorrow, when you must be strong. Strong to the world around you. Strong to the people around you.

 Even though you suffer inside.

 It is in times of sorrow... when you sit... with no option.. and wonder... What do I do?

--- Smile.....