I walk out of the rubble

The falling dust still stinging my eyes

Ashes mark my face like war paint

My arms comfortably numb

From fighting my way through the wreckage


I walk away from the past

From yesterdays anger and sorrow

Bridges I lit up behind me

I watched burn to the ground

So I won’t recross them tomorrow

Old worlds left beneath me crumbling

Memories still aflame

Left to drown in the smoke



I walked out of the rubble



I cracked
And let the anger seep through
Infecting my veins
Like a bad drug
My pulse increasing
Alongside my rage
I’m red hot like a wire
Held above a flame
To hard to hold
Between my fingers
To volatile for me
To let it go

Beliefs are weird

I don’t believe in fate, or destiny. I don’t think that good things come to those who wait. I don’t have faith in a higher power, nor do I believe that if only I pray hard enough that everything will be ok. I am cynical and a non believer in many things. I believe things that I have seen with my own eyes, touched with my own hands, heard through my own ears. I think that with time some wounds scab over but never fully heal. I believe in making mistakes and having regrets. I think that being first is scary as hell and would be perfectly content going second every single time. I don’t believe in do overs but I do believe in second chances, and sometimes thirds if I am feeling weak. I think relationships are overrated and are sometimes more trouble than they are worth. I do believe in love and love the feeling of love without all the complications that come along with it. I don’t believe that dogs are a mans best friend, not mine at least. I believe in making plans but not taking them too seriously. I think some of the best memories are made on a whim. I don’t believe that there is some predetermined path that we all walk down. I have walked on pavement, and gravel. I have walked through sand, mud puddles and tall fields. I have fought my way through forests and I still stand. I am not yet tired but when I am I will lie myself down. I don’t believe that when I’m gone I will go to Hell or Heaven. I believe that my mind will die, while my body remains tucked safely away beneath the ground.

Unforgiving Year

Cold whispers flow
Over my lips
Into an unforgetting ear
Life turns its cheek
To an internal battle
Of a dying heart
Love cracks like glass
Covering the ground
Of an unwalked mile
Eyes lose sight
Blinded by thoughts
Of yesterdays tomorrow
Time stands still
As the cold winds blow
Past an unforgiving year

A Duet

A duet between myself and AShadeOfPen Check out her page because she is a wonderful writer. :)_


As the leaves make the rustling sound

I am drawn back to the times

When my heart sang the symphony

That made music come alive

And that symphony made me dance,

as unlikely as it may have been

But as I danced,

I held your hand though it all

Once again the world looks pink,

Once again the colors are born

Your imaginary hands hold me through,

As I trip, they steady me too

As steady as we are, we fall.

We fall through doubt and nay sayers.

We fall past worlds we never knew.

And yet the fall gives us hope

Of better times and the light that awaits

After the sun sets in the sky

A beautiful morning will arise

And in that morning we can arise anew.

Like a blossom into a full grown flower,

we can grow.

As the world wakes up again

The rustling sound starts to fade

Yet it has done what it should

No longer dead, I feel fresh and new

The sun shines on my face,

bringing me back to life,

warming my heart.

Beating faster than ever before,

I feel love has its place,

and a new place to start.

Nothing ends, nothing truly dies

All you need to do is feel alive

Singing the song of happy times

I once again love to live my life

As alive as I feel,

sometimes it doesn’t feel real,

without someone I love by my side.

But as long as I know,

someone like you

I feel I can grow

and no longer my heart must I hide.

With this I set my heart free

Up above the sky I fly

With wings so big and the sky so wide

Nothing can stop me tonight

The night is so bright,

no longer must I fight,

for life has brought me to my knees.

The sky is so freeing,

it has me believing that nothing in life is worth fleeing.

So tonight I stand up and fight.