::*Wraped:: in ::*golden*:: seams of *angel's* wings*::
::washed:: *:ashore:* to the ::*other side*::
*::Lying deep*:: in the ::sliken sand::
*clear* ::skys:: hold ::*heavens mirrors*::
*Mirror* ::broken:: *::thousands of pieces::*
*:fliker:* :::light::, in *my* ::heart::.
::water warm:: *cool* my ::*feet*::
~*~
:*:Good:*: *You* are ::good::
:EVIL: taken over :this land:
::Stars:: no longer *shine*
only ::screams:: the ::*tumultuous*:: ::*SCREAMS*:: *piercing* my ::Ears::
Causing *me* ::pain::
::*HORROR*:: :*:PaNiC:*:
*nebulous* ::billows:: of *::ghostly::* *smoke*
*my* ::vibrant:: ::*SKY*:: turned *:LuRiD:*
:*Saphire sea*: ::COLD:: from :*BLOOD*:
::BlOoD:: as *FiRe*
::the:: *ToRrId* *Sultry* ::seas:: *:ANgry:* with ::*HATE*::
:this: *WiCkEd* ::disillusionment:: of *your* ::childhood:: hero.
*Stolen* from ::*dreams*:: of *fairies* and ::moon:: *beams*
*Blown away* with a *::gust::* of :hate:
::*STOLEN*::
:SMIles: *stolen* from *:me:*
*StOlEn* from :you:
::eViL:: *granted*

*I* am ::caught:: up in the *:romance:* of *noble* *:deeds:* and the *:pursuit:* of *::unreachable goals::*

~*~

*UNTITLED*

Walking through space among the stars silken glow.

Washing my skin in the moons beams.

Lost in the gravity was my soul.

Wake up.

Death greets me to take me home.

My black veil removed, twice sinned scarred body.

The angels sing, they mistake me for their saint.

Music turns to tears.

I slip and fall through the pit of darkness, seemingly endless hole of screams.

Into the fire I fall, my face burning from the hate.

"I welcome thee to agony, wont thou stay awhile?" Called the voice hate.

Pain is now my home.

Caught in all the darkness, lying in the ashes.

Darkness ripped, spread the lightheard from mighty thunder.

"Quiet down, calmness spread.

Listen to my voice.

Speak the truth young one," said the mighty soul.

"I love thee, take me home" said I.

Reach out, feel his love.

Stabbing pulls me back.

I cry to reach the good.

The glowing embers surround me, my cage, my death.

The black tears streak my face.

Fall lifeless to the floor.

Black tar seeping through my blood turning my heart to stone.

"Mighty bright light save me from my agony," cried I.

My mind rips to escape, pulled by good and evil, where will I fall?

"Thou cannot escape me," Yelled the voice of hate.

I am sinking into the blackness, covered by this blackness, killed by all this blackness.

"Shine light into my dead eyes, thou art the one true saint.

Pull me up, pull me out, calm me down, give me wings."

Kissed my forehead did he, and my life returned.

All the blackness gone, the screams silenced.

Silence-- hush.

Deafened by the silence, and broken by these words, "you have seen the truth young one, go back and tell the world."

Awakened by my wonderment, caused from all my pain.

Given but another chancefear is not my name.

I know now that my order stands, lead me but the way.

Standing tall I choose my voice.

I speak the words from the dove that lifted me from my pain.

Crystal clear blue eyed boy, standing without a name.

"I have seen the truth young one, this is how it goes."

(2-24-02)

<UNTITLED 2>

Conjured up this demon inside.

Awakened from this hate.

Hide me from the evil given.

I am not the chosen.

Quiet me down; stop this noise.

Make known the poison breeding in my skin.

Burning knife stabbing my soul.

Cool water calm me down.

Weakened resistance causes these tears.

Screaming pours forth from someone I no longer know.

My soul has slipped through the darkened skies.

I have the sickness.

A name I do not have.

Stolen all, taken away.

Beat me to the hard cold ground.

Pride is stolen.

This demon calls forth.

Breaking from my skin, tearing apart my soul.

I have no time left to cry.

My eyes close, one last time.

Breathing stopped to a slow.

My decaying soul is carried off on the tips of dragonflys wings.

My spoiled blood seeps into the ground.

I will not poison the earth.

Reawakened; a call to arms.

"Meet me in the dream land," said I to you.

Here, I am pure, here I can live.

My demon named hate, died with me.

All the time, I was not aware.

That the demon would die, with three simple words that I could not bring myself to breathe.

Now I cannot taste the air, from speaking the truth.

Now I cannot hear the laughter of children, from giving them love.

Now I cannot to bear to see you cry, yes it is the truth.

Had you known, I might still be alive.

Take my words, dear heart.

I wish my selfish heart said them sooner.

Take my words; hold them close to heart.

That demon would have died.

Had I said, "I love you."  (2-25-02)

<ROSE>

A Rose.

Planted cold in the dirt. 

Growing up past the soil.

A bud, reaching it's petals towards the heavens.

The tiny glimpse of color starts to show.

It's hands spread open to take in the sun.

Growing taller through the grass.

It's sister buds start to bloom.

The first rose is done, it is in full bloom.

Sweet scented, the deepest crimson blood-red color,

when the others start to become fully grown, and alive.

The first begins to die, it's once vibrant colors has faded to a darkened brown.

It's withered leaves start to fall.

It's legnthened stem begins to droop to the ground.

A life so shortly lived, beaten by it's dreadful destiny. (12-13-00)

*Untitled* -Italian

Il linguaggio che parlo `e dispiarche ed amore.

Il cuore della mia passione `e lungo e la notte `e sola senza voi vicino me.

La musica degli uccelli `e vuota ed insignificanto senza vostro dolce alito.

La luce infinita della stella cada a terra e si desposita nei vostri occhi quando il fuoco dal sole ha bruciare, la traccia delle fiamme del mio cuore continuera dall'

tenete il mio cuore en vostre mani e gli alimentate le parole siempre di amore.

Alzarlo en su e volare alle nubi bianche di angelo di cielo.

Transportarlo via da questa terra della noia allo silenzioso slumber delle stelle

*Untitled* -English version-

The language I speak is sorrow and love.

The heart of my passion is the love I have for you.

The birds music is empty and meaningless without your sweet breath.

The star's endless light falls down to earth and settles in your eyes.

When the fire from the sun has burned out, the trail of the flames of my heart will continue.

You hold my heart in your hands, and you feed it words of everlasting love.   (9-03-01)

*Life*

the approaching hour of midnight casts it shadow across the land. 

The moon's watery beams touch the earth.

The cool night breeze sweeps its hand through the air.

The puddles collected on the ground act as mirrors for the stars.

their ageless sparkle soft and calm.

Dawn is near as you can see the smallest flame beyond the horizon.

the cool dew drops start to form, dripping their way down the grass stems.

The moon grows dimmer and dimmer, the stars start to fade.

the sky is turning it's familiar blue and life begins to appear.  (4-17-01)