Raincaster

Rain on the window pain Keeping me sane Tap tap tap keeping time Shivers down my spine Night brings the rain Head on the withered tree Dreaming me free Daytime on sullen face Wind has subtle grace Come and find me Snow falling on my lips Dance hands on hips White shines the forest floor Hope to see you once more Wet parting lips

You turn around, and shoot me down, and laugh about the scent of lavender. Your so afraid, but still you stayed, here deep indide my heart. Please just go away, and to God i pray, that you will find your one and only. For half an hour, this time turned, sour this feeling never leaves me. And I would think by now, that somehow, we could find our wings and fly away. This thought I know, as white as snow, lost in winters heart. Take a deep breath, and in depth, think about the scent of lavender.

I will mend your broken wings, so that one day, you might fly away, into the day. And as I touch your skin, I cannot deny, this feeling inside, that I'm afraid to hide. I'm in love with you So please don't fly away Keep your feet on the ground Oh won't you please stay And I know you're hurt You'd rather be alone But if I don't take this chance I will never know Time heals broken things, so just give it time, and keep it alive, or I might die. And can't you tell by the way I'm breathing that I'm in love with you...

You're the pain pills I need to survive I'll keep you waiting by my bedside I'm afraid of the truth I'm afraid of feeling something for you I knew this wouldn't be easy You're like a drug just like ecstasy You drive me crazy I need you tonight I want you out of my head and out of my life I look in the mirror and I'm afraid to see This hazy image looking back at me Do you know how you make me feel My heart stops with every breath you steal You're the drug flowing through my veins You mess me up and I feel so strange I'm afraid of what I might feel If you say everything I want to hear I knew this wouldn't be easy You're like a

Winter has come early, it spreads like a plague The trees grief as death wraps them cold and unmoving The memory of spring breeze turning vague, All the while dreaming of summer and wishing for the suns warm smile But left with the emptiness of a dead season A season of tragedy and pestilence of emotionless reason Tread the frozen ground with sorrow in your every move and feel the chill breeze blow by While the rigid trees emerge overhead intent on watching you die And the cold will steal the souls of the earth and its children Killing them and grinding their bones into powder And dropping it from the sky, for all to see Watch it

When I touch your skin I loose it all Your pale skin Sets a fire off inside of me When you smile Angels sing in heaven When I think of you I fall apart If you were to die I'd lay beside you I'd hold you in my arms forever Never letting you go Weather heaven or hell I would hold your hand

I was once a shadowy outline Of proportional design Forced to cast my body away Rendered useless at best Never able to past the test Of being myself for awhile Made of thin lines flying by This shadow choked me till I died But reborn I became stronger No longer was I cast aside Forced to live out this lie And becoming well trained In being someone in rage By living in this cage Furious to still be living So I found today A means to break away And stride into the morning sun I threw away my cage And quenched my rage Because I am a silhouette no longer

As I sit here alone I think of you Thoughts of suicide recurring now and again I hold the knife, now where to begin I cut my flesh and it feels so good The blood runs out and with it all my remorse The blood spills on my wrist painting a pretty picture I did this for you, you know, I love you so much I bleed for you and I'd do so much more if you'd only ask It's time that you see now that I've taken off the mask For you and only you, I'd bleed, I'd die, just say the word I'll paint you a masterpiece, my flesh being the canvas This silly teenage love, this little fancy, it's all nonsense Or so I've been told, they don't understand

This shadow falls around me And it sucks me in The pain makes me want to scream Because I'm here without you These tears fall for you They make a stream around me But they could never fill your shoes I see you reflected upon the surface One right after another They cause a ripple effect Making nothing better As they make their way back to you So as I pray tonight I'll ask God to watch over you And protect you until I make this right Just until I find my way back

This room is so dark and quite. Your absence here is deafening. In a chair in the corner I feel completely chastised, Just as if your own hands were here, Stinging with the pain of retribution. And this pool forms on the floor From the continuous flood of tears, Gushing fourth through my eyes, Passionately like our first kiss. Never wanting to stop They keep coming threatening To drown me and put an end To my misery, oh I thank you god.

Reflective, plastic, 50 cent rosaries lay strewn all over my grandmother's dresser and her bedside, making the room look like a rain forest of fresh green and rich brown. My Grandma Rose hates moist air, she hates sunlight, and she'll suck the daylights out of you with her yelling, nagging, and hitting. I wonder if she's from Romania. While my mother and I are cleaning my grandma's house, we hear a pair of feet shuffling. Uh oh, it's coming from the bedroom. Devon, come over here and fix that carpet, she dictates. No, no, no, she yells, you must line it up with that thing on the wall. No! She screams, as I try to conceal my laughter, thinking

White moon in the sky Black shadow in the edges Light and dark together This and that left to sleep... And find a dream far away You and I are everything There is no true way to say... That these lines divide us Our souls will not part

I saw the leaf Floating It landed into my Palm I blew a breath of Air It floated to the Ground

I want a statue, I want a notable part, I want a painting that redefines art! I want explosions that rock the earths core, I want an audience, begging for more! I want web so intricate it blows math and mind, I want a bone, an archaeological find, I want music so soft and so loud, Stunning a queen, and moving a crowd, A colossal death for me, a colossal fight in the sand! A Legend like Zeus, or maybe a mystical land, A story to be told from campfire to throne, And then told again, when kings are dry bones. A love like the fire that burns in the sun! A strength that beats a thousand marching drums, A rage that could cower even th

It's strange to think That something as simple as a bench Could be so important to so many people It's where the homeless man Sleeps away his troubles It's where the two old women Feed the hungry birds It's where the kids rest After playing a long hard game of tag It's where the widow waits For her husband to return to her It's where the departed husband Watches his faithful wife, Still dressed in his army uniform It's where I get my ideas Eyes open, ears alert, senses taking over All of us in one place Waiting for something Passing time On the bench

The emptiness of blazing questions, Dance around my head, Haunting me. The love I give to you. Is it a real? Or is it meant for him? Is this the feeling of being lost? Or found? Maybe I'm hiding. From what? Losing love, Or being trusted with love? The fiery, unrecognizable questions Repeat themselves. Until I burst. Never slowing down. Never giving up. Never being answered.

A thin stranger walked through the darkening street, his mid-section bowed against the blowing snow. The stranger had on a fashionable black coat over a wool sweater. A smart cap covered his brown hair, and a warm scarf wound tightly around his neck and the lower half of his face, all but hiding his hazel eyes. To either side of the road were houses. Some emitted sounds of laughter and glee, others shone with the black and blue lights of muffled television sets. All where decorated with colored lights. It was Christmas eve, after all. The stranger passed them without a pause. The strained sound of a lone piano penetrated the brick walls of

I am nothing I am small, insignificant The world pays me no mind I am neither lucky or unlucky Nothing I do is of consequence Not pretty, not ugly I am nothing A small speck of dust A face in the crowd Easily forgoten, background noise You'll live your life and forget me Just someone in the passing I am nothing Neither liked nor disliked Not the first thought of, Not someone you hate I am nothing