A dollar,  a coin, a will

Drunk on pain

Dazed by thought

Thought of playin games

ended up doing naught

A golden coin

A silver mine

a treasure trove

A money grove

as many search

and few do find

success in writing

and have time to continue,

the will of the writer

the mind of an author,

the beauty of a poet

and the view of an artist,

all of them are one

with the exception of their trade,

but the fact remains standing

that their skill

and thought

leads to a work of art

etched into paper,

canvas, technology

for all to find

and all to read.

Do any of you have the will

the idea and skill set

to follow your dream and make it come true?

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The pebble and the wall

Before you now

A towering wall,

The likes of which 

Would kill you when you fall.
As strong as it appears

It has a weakness.

Just like yours

Which sends you to tears.
The wall may stop many things

But take a pebble

And throw it at the wall

And you can chip at it

Turning it to rubble.
The pebble though small

Puny compared to the wall

Can break it down

And cause severe damage

Its a threat to all.
The wall must be maintained

To last for many days,

But the pebbles are all around

Scattered on the ground

The earth thus stained.
To maintain and keep

To fix and repair

The damage over time

Is quick and easy

But the scars and marks 

The holes and chipped

The cracks and breaks

May never leave.
A reminder, that the pebble is stronger than the keep.

That the wall, to a pebble shall fall

Middle of it all

Stepping out,

From this place,

Stepping from,

your embrace.

A world I see

Staring back

Straight at me

For an eternity.
The fleeting kiss

From the breeze.

The minor stop

Of my heart.
A world so big

Yet so small

A world so high 

Above it all.
I’m standing in the middle of it all

The hidden ark.

I’m standing in the middle of it all

In the middle of nature’s park.
I’m standing in the middle of it all

In the middle of nature’s park.

With my back against the world

Away from its cold embrace

Far away, from, its, gaze

Far away from a single trace.
And looking back

What I see

Is a new start

For you and me
In the middle of nature’s park

Standing next to you

We feel worlds apart

But I’d give you my heart

I’d give you my heart.
I’m standing in the middle of it all

In the middle of nature’s park

Feeling like we’re worlds apart

But I’d give you my heart

I’d give you my heart.

shot through

I’m  gonna be

(ah) 

Shot through the heart
I’m gonna be

(ah) 

Shot in the dark 
I’m gonna be

(ah) 

Torn apart and be strung

Around this town

If you dont let down
With these infernal

Crowns of thorn. 
I’m  gonna be

(ah) 

Shot through the heart
I’m gonna be

(ah) 

Shot in the dark 
I’m gonna be

(ah) 

Left standing here 

Riddled with fear 

And disappear 

From sight
Cause never… 

Will I be better… 

(ah)

Cause never…
I fight alone

Since you did me wrong

And everytime since i helped you out

You just stood and spat in my face

Calling me a disgrace. 
But look at me now

Look me in my eyes

And know that now

You crossed the line

And now I’m fine

Even thought that… 
I’m  gonna be

(ah) 

Shot through the heart
I’m gonna be

(ah) 

Shot in the dark 
I’ll be standing strong

And holding on.

To fight your wrong

And move on. 

I been wasted,

Mistreated

I’m not gonna leave it. 

I’m tired

Want quiet

Not your nonsical riot

Been crying

Looking for a way

Been trying

To figure out a way

To escape this hell

Ring your mortal bell

Set it a blazing

Get it hazing

Frustrating

Aggravating

Tired of the punishments I’m taking

No longer gonna be 

Berated

Serrated

Tired of living half scared

No longer acting brain dead

Gonna move ahead

On you ill tread

Cause I 
I’m  not gonna be

(ah) 

Shot through the heart

(no) 
I’m not gonna be

(ah) 

Shot in the dark 

(no) 
I’m raising my head

(ah) 

I wont retreat

Cause it ain’t gonna be 

MY DEFEAT. 

Distant winds

A whistling breeze

Chills the skin in the cold of night,

As they gather from distant lands

And caress your skin.
So gentle

As to keep you entranced

As the starry night sky

Shimmers above you.
Softly the leaves rustle again

Startling the hooting owl

As a chill runs down your spine

As the icy breeze blows again.
Distant winds

Gathered at your feet.

Cold yet sweet,

As a sweet good nights kiss.

Booming Voices

I slwoly wake

To hear your screams

The agony and pain

The contortions of your dreams

as the voices that surround you

your mind and soul

an endless nightmare

Clarity your goal.
Clawing at your dreams

facing your reality

Your fears a booming echo

of agonizing uncertainty

as the voices never stop

Just waiting for your gaurd to drop.

Can’t you see me? 

So, we all got our demons.”
our demons may differ slightly,

as I said, mines, a shadow,

A mystery that exists,

that few know.
You see him,

but few notice.

Like a ghost,

he vanishes at night

and as loyal as he is

returns by day.
“We all have our fears.”
Tears are strolling,

no longer controlling.

pain, loss, hatred, death.

all hurt the same,some less.
“We’re all lost.”
Trying to find

only to find it trying itself.

Our paths long lost

our roads seemingly gone.

we wander in search,

hoping to find our way back.
“Sorry for this suckish section. I think I should remove this book. It already hurts before I write here. Writing just reminds me of the pain…”
I walk away, the question still in the air.

“Do I stay Do I go?”