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Watching a child, watching the fights,
Crying my sleep during the screams of the night.
Nestled in pillows, overtaken by tears,
She'd never realize this would effect her over the years.
So afraid of this monster, one that I hate,
It comes from the anger so the pain it makes.
If only a mirror could save it to see,
This child is hurting,
This child is me.
So scared to fall in love, but tired of being alone,
I remember all those tears,
And the pain they have shone.
Now no longer with youth,
But old enough to say,
I can't ignore these memories I live with,
I live with then everyday

The angel sits
silent
reading
the writings of ancient foes
Defeated

All of the flood
blood
and agony
are gone in a wave of self pity

Crying her only escape
voices of ones
once strong
dead
and gone

In pieces by the river of blood
Flowing from the wounds
in their hands
and feet
and sides

Water is her quest
water to heal
water you cannot find
but it is there

it can only be given
if only she would ask
it is easily lost
refused
almost wanting to be in her life

if only she had asked

It is wonderful
it will wash her wounds and make her complete
happy in winter
perfected in summer

but love takes two
the angel
and it
Would she have been true
It would have been . . .
never leave
whatever
it
is
is it
it is
me

Somewhere there's someone
who dreams of your smile,
and finds in your presence
that life is worthwhile.
So when your lonely,
remember its true.
Someone somewhere
is thinking of you.

Loved by his family, he was a quiet boy
Much taller than his classmates,
He soon became their toy.

The thick glasses he wore were often taken,
Bullied and teased, he was often left shaken,

The quiet, gentle boy kept it all inside
As the taunts and names called crushed him
And took away his pride,

He found comfort and joy in football,
As he proudly joined the team,
But the bullies grew up their words were the same,
Spiteful jeers ugly and mean.

Someone should have known
Someone should have cared
Someone should have stopped him
When the gun was in his hand,

The tears shed now are much too late for their quiet,
tall, sad classmate,
The years of hurt he kept inside,
No one knew, but now they cried,

The friendly smile and handshake could have changed the scene,
For a grief stricken family and their quiet boy,
What can be done to stop this tragedy from
happening again?

Look inside your fellow man the beauty is within,
There is no place for taunts and jeers,
The lessons must begin,

The tears shed on the soil still soft on his grave,
Will not restore a cherished youth
Or the price he has paid,

Perhaps those guilty will be granted a reprieve
Finally knowing the truth,
The change must begin with them and their tears shed much too late

Somewhere in the night a child cries,
A woman weeps and someone dies.
Somewhere in the night, humanity hides.

Somewhere in the night , a soul screams,
As people fade and die, lost in dreams.
Somewhere in the night, reality lives.

Somewhere in the night loneliness dwells,
As people die, no sounding bells.
Somewhere in the night, she dies alone.

Somewhere in the night ...

Where is the light?

Begone ye screams of silence, harbingers of pain
Cloaked in isolation, you mock in harsh disdain
My soul is torn asunder, I curse you, God of Hell
As you pierced my tortured soul, what horrors I befell.
You spoke of quiet solitude, to tempt me to your lair
Then lanced me in my troubled heart, to depths of dark despair
Nemesis, I beg of thee, rise up in righteous ire
Protect me from Tisiphone, from Hell's eternal fire
With all my voice I scream to you, protect me from the night
Alas, in forlorn desperation, I journey to the light
Banished to mind's Coventry, I heed the demon's call
Beckoned by the silent screams, I enter Dante's hall

I ll never be what you want me to be.
Its all so messed up and no one ever listens.
Everyones deranged. Im just so ******** up and
Im never gonna change.
I am what I am.

Alone in the darkness,
And so afraid -
Never knowing
The plans you've made;
Often you betray
My loving mother,
When my body,
Yours does smother.
Afraid to tell her
You've threatened me -
Life without Mama,
I'm afraid will be.
How much longer
Will this go on?
With that evil grin,
You call me Hon.
Mom seems happy
That you're our dad;
But what you do
Makes me so mad.
When I'm older
I'll make you pay
For those crimes
You commit today

I sit alone every, night
Wondering what to do with my life.
No one ever listens,
No one ever cares.

I sit and cry every night,
Thinking ‘bout the hell in my life.
Not one person listens,
Not one person cares.

Now I lay me down to die,
I pray the lord my soul will cry.
I died because no one lstened.
I died because no one cared.

I sit alone every, night
Wondering what to do with my life.
No one ever listens,
No one ever cares.

I sit and cry every night,
Thinking ‘bout the hell in my life.
Not one person listens,
Not one person cares.

Now I lay me down to die,
I pray the lord my soul will cry.
I died because no one lstened.
I died because no one cared.