The Warnings of a VagabondTake these moments, think them through,As they may be the death of you,A fool-proof plan you must create,With not a flaw, with no mistake,Or you wont take another breath,As cold you lie in early death.
Rising SilenceShe was alone,Now and forever,Alone.The waters had embraced her,Their chilling arms making her jackknife,But she could not turn away.They offered her solace,They offered her peace,They offered her silence.The waters inside were swirling,A whirlpool that was sucking away her existence, her very stability,But she could not escape.Her only solace,Her only peace,Lay in the choking presence of the ocean.Where she could be alone,Forever alone,In silence.
Through Frosted GlassShe watches.She waits.Through the window she sees a world,A beautiful place,That is open to her if she only appear,If she only announced her presence.Through the frosted glass, she sees a future,A future of happiness and love,Where the arms are always open to her,If she only accepts their embrace.However,Within the reflection she sees a demon,A person that brings nothing but pain and misery,And this person does not belong,In a place of love.Blurred eyes peer through the window,As she places a letter,To show that her heart is always open,If they only accept it.Little did she know that a little girl,With love and light abounding within her countenance,Caught a glimpse of the figure walking away,And she cries.She wonders why her sister cant see,What the world sees,That even while she is miserable,She brings light to others.Why does she run and deny us herself?Because she loves too much.
Room for HumanityThere is a room.The room is divided,On one side the lanterns burn brightly,Their warmth and glow flickering upon hopeful faces,Love and rapture so present in every heart,While their counterparts,Who dwell on the other side,Languish in the cold breeze,And chilling embrace,Of the darkness,There is peace in misery they say,Comfort in the familiarity of agony and sorrow.We choose to linger here.Here is our home.One child stands alone,Looking at each side with curiosity- with wonder,She cant decide where to go,For although it is obvious that the warmth is hope,And the light is happiness,She knows that in embracing the shadows,There is indeed peace in its miserable arms,And knowledge to be gained from the chill on her skin.Sitting between the two she gathers a blanket,And lights a tiny flame,Here she is human,Covered in shadow,Immersed in light.
Breathebreathe-let the wind tenderly brush against your skin,as all that you love and you hide within,is revealed for the world and all to see,unlocking your being, youre finally free,relax, close your eyes and slowly,breathe.