Feeling like I'm washed below
A rising wave of muted noise
Silent in my heart racing fast
Silence pushing though my mind
Fear breaks through my quiet storm
Terror pulls at me in the dark
Nervous and unsure, Paranoia
This loneliness only when you're away
Sleeping soundly in your warm bed
My voice is swallowed deeply
Words no longer find there way free
You are my Confidence My voice
Sleeping soundly you rest
Lost to my storm I cry
A soundless scream of need
Shaking and running from myself
Dreaming deeply you don't know
Can't understand this feeling
Can't cope without your protection
Watching for the safety of suns light
End
Floating adrift in a sea
Full of doubt and fear
Unable to speak
Silenced by my own heart
Burning desires to free myself
A shell keeping me locked inside
Desperation bringing me to tears
A pencil frees my words
My mind unable to let them go
Feeling like I'm drowning
Under my own emotions
Wanting to scream, to cry
Aching to speak openly
Closing my eyes floating endlessly
Adrift in a sea of my emotions
Hooves clawing through the dirt
Snorting wildly he presses on
Breath the sound of thunder
Hoof beats like crashing waves
Desperately charging forward
Eyes wild with fire
Heart aching with need
Pulling tight on the reins
Fighting to run
His coat gleams in a slow setting sun
Tossing his head he crossing the line
Flashes of light for photographs
Cheers of joy and cries of victory
Prideful he walks head held high
In the circle of winners he wears his rose crown
He is king he is all that matters
The winning horse the winning charge
He owns the track, the right to run
He lives to race
He lives to Win
Red Ribbons that Swirl and Twirl
Sewn to the hem of a gown
A Scarlet Gold Mask
Hiding The Face of the Lover
He holds out his hands
Dancing in time
His Guardian Angel
With Wings Satin Soft
Forever The Longed He held in his heart
The Pain and the Sorrow of his once shattered soul
No longer they mar his Silvery Eyes
No longer they stain his Shy Smile
For now he is dancing along side his Love
Once Master. Once Lover. Once Dream. His Mate
For Him he will dance forever in time.
For him he would wait, would kill, would die.
Scarlet Red ribbons Dancing in the air
Slowly so Slowly he Takes off his mask
His Emotions So clear he
I watch out the window my hands on the glass.
I'm waiting for you to be real at last.
I can almost feel your feather like touches.
I hold myself and dream I'm in your arms.
Your smiling and pulling me close.
You whisper my name and kiss me sweet.
I smile and let myself cry.
I can feel your fingers brushing my face.
I can feel your lips kissing my hair.
I listen to your voice telling me it's alright.
As I lay in my bed and drift off to sleep,
I wonder if your really there.
Are you just a dream, a forgotten memory?
Are you a wish or a wisher, a ghost of my hope?
I feel your arms around me keeping me safe.
I feel your hands hold m
Blade to Blade ignited by the spark of lies.
Remember the days we held hands as we ran.
The clash of cold steal dipped with warm blood.
Once we laughed as we played in the wood.
We dance here now the ballet of war.
Gone are the nights we laid under the stars.
The scars on your hands mirror the one's in our hearts.
There was a time long ago when we were friends.
This pain you have dealt is sharper then your sword.
Forgotten is the promise made under the moon.
Your name on my lips as I deal the last blow.
The secrets we shared now part of the wind.
Your eyes void of love, mask your tear stained emotions.
The time has long past sinc
What does a blank paper represent to me?
The imagination and freedom of thought I see
The many combinations of words and lines
The many reasons and lies capable to change minds
I see the words I would write
The future the past scribed in words of might
I see the things I could draw
All the things that I ever saw
What does a blank paper represent to me?
All I see is the power to be free.
I felt like a bird long trapped in a cage,
A cage of my heart it kept me afraid
He held the key, he set me free,
He Healed my wings and taught me how to fly
Long ago I had lost my way and he showed me the golden road
Yet he doesn't even know, I love him.
Yet he doesn't even know he's why I can fly.
This feeling I hold was so hard to understand
It's love my friend it's Love
Yet he doesn't even know
I love the way he talks, the way he walks
His bright green eye's
I'm wishing to get closer
I'm wishing to tell him
but I just don't know
He showed me how to fly again
Yet he doesn't even know I love him
Who knows what to do
Who kno
Reflective flame dancing on pale blue cloth
Cries and shouts of war
Gripping hilts of battle torn swords
The calm beating of a heart
Back to back with a friend, a brother in arms
Trusting beyond life and death
Hopeless but still they fight
Fight on to win the hope they deserve
Light glinting off a small pendent
Fires roar in the black night
They ready themselves
Ready for a fight like none ever seen before
Night gives way to a blood red dawn
They yell as one and rush to the fight
The crash of steel to steel breaks the silent waiting
Dauntless they glare into the mask of death
A solemn nod he departs, the night is the
Feeling like I'm washed below
A rising wave of muted noise
Silent in my heart racing fast
Silence pushing though my mind
Fear breaks through my quiet storm
Terror pulls at me in the dark
Nervous and unsure, Paranoia
This loneliness only when you're away
Sleeping soundly in your warm bed
My voice is swallowed deeply
Words no longer find there way free
You are my Confidence My voice
Sleeping soundly you rest
Lost to my storm I cry
A soundless scream of need
Shaking and running from myself
Dreaming deeply you don't know
Can't understand this feeling
Can't cope without your protection
Watching for the safety of suns light
End
Hooves clawing through the dirt
Snorting wildly he presses on
Breath the sound of thunder
Hoof beats like crashing waves
Desperately charging forward
Eyes wild with fire
Heart aching with need
Pulling tight on the reins
Fighting to run
His coat gleams in a slow setting sun
Tossing his head he crossing the line
Flashes of light for photographs
Cheers of joy and cries of victory
Prideful he walks head held high
In the circle of winners he wears his rose crown
He is king he is all that matters
The winning horse the winning charge
He owns the track, the right to run
He lives to race
He lives to Win