Snow-Dreamwalker

Fingers caress silken dreams of darkness, gazing out into the winter sky, outlined in swirling clouds and mystic moon. Memories rush back to mind, as hearts race, pulsing. Thoughts fade. Fade into the ashes. Memories do not explain it, thoughts do not relive it. Tongue cannot describe it, words are merely a poetic mockery of it. A single moment, an eternity stretched into a single moment, where thoughts would race. Hearts beat like the rhythm of a thousand primal drums in the night. Smiles fade into brilliance of the night as eyes gaze upward. Up and beyond those cotton clouds which drift, so cold and grey, in the night sky. Stars are born

Hopeless, a word of eternal madness which poured through fingers like sand through a fine silver sift. Smiles were put upon pale bloodless lips to stain the misfortunate with envy that if they only knew who the true fortunate ones were, those who stared back within the mirror. Darkness swirled within his eyes, eternal madness as his hell, as the voices grew loud. Focusing, he drove them away, like death's shadow which would curl upon his tender form if he were to gaze within those eyes. Death knew his secret, knew it and it was why he fled. His eyes had began to close, and hsi mind had cleared. Each person he saw so full of life added vinta

Staring transfixed. Upon the new world a day of birth is at hand, today. Innocent and sweet. Joy. Smiling with a look. the infant grows up First steps and words Gently holding close Whispers in the ear Love It stares distantly. years flying by the world changes yet youth is strong, burning with passion Hope It clouds with fury. drafted to battle to defend his home praying to live ever so scared. Fear Bursting with tears. death on a battlefield the loss of lovers holding the dying's hand Saying final goodbyes Sorrow A single man's eye sees the world with baised, blood shot, eyes filled with hate burning with

Stairs&... They go up, They go down, Twist and turn, curl and twirl. Shiny and New! Yet so old and rusty... They're in our homes! Our trees, our malls our blasted coffee shops! Some go straight up! Others Spiral! ...those are the worst... They're stepped and run on. People neglect to clean them. No Respect!! Covered in Carpets Blankets of dust and pet hair! Why, why, WHY? Just covered and ignored! Scratched and broke! Is this a metaphor for humanity? For your fellow man? It's stairs! No relevance! ...but stairs... Boring, boring, BORING!! There has to be a hidden meaning Is there? You don't know!! I don't know! Thes