YOU

When I was lost, dried, cracked
in that desert.
YOU were that waterfall that restored
and cleansed me.
The wind that blew, carrying me that
extra mile.
YOU were the drum the beat in my heart.
Which helped me do things I can't.

You were that tear the one that rolled
slow, not so bitter.
The one that took me from my knees, reminding
me I'm no quiter.

YOU the light in the darkness, the light
that never went out.

YOU, you are my God, and I thank you.

What the Hell?

A criminal in his cell.
With a T.V and radio, 
what the hell?

Three meals a day 
A library down the hall,
A fully kitted gym
Even football.

Enough to keep him going
untill his thoughts get too much,
Can't express his fellings
Craves that human touch.

He's lost in his memories
but forgets her laugh,
No letters, no visits 
two years down a different path.

Outside world still spinning.
With no asspirations,
There is no more winning.

Despair kicks in he loses hope.
He ends his life alone,
with a makeshift rope.

He swings lifeless in his cell.
With a T.V and radio.
What the Hell!









	


	









	

		
Replenished by Inspiration
	


	
	

		

My failures have taught me lesson after fuckin lesson.
Also to enjoy success. I've heard there is no error
without effort. So I must have tried. To myself I longer lie.

Everyday seems a battle latley. I welcome a battle but this 
one is getting close. Wailing in the darkness.
And I find this poetical. Why?

The thought of negleting lingers around my mind. Beneath the 
confusion I hear the harp playing those sweet soft notes. Heard
once before in hypomania. How so in this cave of hopelessness
I'm whiped with creativity and rhyme?

I'm reminded of back then when I fell hard in a deep pit of pain.
I conversed with the lost souls of once demonic forces. With now  
not even evil on side. I was fading into that darkness of the lost.

At my limit, the point of no return I was replenished by inspiration.
And the ink slowly rolled from my eyes.

Why such rawness to turn me on. To feel the wind of hope guid me to
this quill.


	


	





	

		
The Letter
	


	
	

		

With each word I drift away
into a new world and a brighter day.

With these liberating moments I'm rid
of this place. 
Lost in my thoughts where we are always
face to face.

In this regretful existence each of your
words are a solace.
You have me counting days, I'll have you 
I promise.

The syntax of your scriptures always fills
this cell with light.
You bring a peace to this forlorn night.

The words dry the letter draws to its end.
I'm left with only hope, hope this connection,
through these walls transcend.








	


	





	

		
A Childs Smile
	


	
	

		








a childs smile beams light, and can
brighten the darkest of souls.
a childs smile some how can soften
them thunderous blows.

a childs smile can bring a memory of
spring to an icey winters night,
a childs smile is a gift of calm when
all arounds in fright.

a childs smile burst with hope as fog
sets with despair,
a childs smile is a nudge of God when
life gets too tough to bare. 

a childs smile is innocent, unconditional,
and pure.

my heart can love again, and a childs smile
was the cure.




	


	





	

		
I Have a Word
	


	
	

		

I imapct others, I have a word.
I'm chaos and order.
I'm everything I've seen and heard.

I detest resentment weaved in lies.
I search love, conceived in truth.
With tears in both my eye's.

I believe in the individual and in 
their rebirth.
I believe He created the heavens and
the earth.

I'm yours, theirs, and once again mine.
I'm in awe of beauty.
A sunlit portal to the divine.