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Locked within my own mind,
I struggle against the darkness
that threatens to consume me
like a hungry lion, stalking me;
forcing me to run.
Running, running. I run until I'm
breathless. Exhausted but too scared to
stop; screaming but my sounds are not heard.
The farther I go the less I seem to travel.
I enter the hall of dreams,
pounding on the doors of reality,
but they are locked; forcing me to run
further still.
Closer, closer the darkness
comes.
Closer, closer the lion creeps
ready to make kill.
Teeth chattering,
hair standing on end,
I run thru the hall,
and coming upon a window
I open it and jump thru.
Falling.......aarrrghhh!!!!
...and I wake up on the floor
realizing I had just fallen out of bed.
Turning on the light, I write a note to myself
vowing to NEVER, NEVER eat lime jello before bed.
It'll give ya nightmares!!..haha
When it rains, people dont
often think of where the
raindrops come from. They often
come from you and me;
from the tears we cry
;from joy or pain. People think
tears are only wiped away
and forgotten,
but this is not so,
the tear once released;
whether to fall to the ground
or wiped away. Is merely caught
up to heaven where it is held
along with the millions of other tears,
shed by all living creatures.
Stored in the clouds,
waiting for the day when
they shall be released to
fall again, this time not as tears
of pain or joy to be wiped away,
...but as RAIN!
Twisting, turning, over
this rock, under that one,
around the bend and over the
hill
Down, down, down it flows,
and still it goes on and on,
Swirling, twirling, around and
around it goes, where it flows,
it does not know, only that it
must continue on.
Past this meadow, down thru that
valley, around those trees,
it pushes on, never tiring,
never giving up, on and on
it goes, triumptant it falls,
in a glorious leap, over the side
of the mountain..whoosh...
down, down, down,
and still it pushes on.
For this is its nature, for
without this constant pushing,
churning, flowing, it could not
be called...River.
Firelight by midnight's height.
Shines so bright, with all its might.
Reaching, growing, to overflowing.
Comsuming, knowing as its glowing,
that it yearns to burn, for infinite
turns.
Burns and yearns and burns and turns.
Shining, fighting, into the night.
Oh, what a sight! As it fights,
for fire's light.
Twisting and churning,
moaning and groaning,
I lie upon the bed.
Still, the ache remains
tense, and I hold myself
and groan. Ohhhhhh.....
Feeling like I'm going to die,
I lie there in pain, ohhhh....
My insides churning, I run for the
bathroom, cursing myself for eating
so much food...ugh
Why, oh why...do I let myself do this??
Ohhhhhh.....Then I take some alka seltzer
and all is well with the world again..
Ahhhhhhhhh....Plop plop fiz fiz...:)
In sweet anticipation,
I prepare for you.
The fire is lit,
and soft music floats
through the air.
I bring you to me, and
taking my time;
I unwrap you slowly.
Taking you in my hands,
I glory in the sight of you.
Hungerly, I take you in my mouth,
savoring the sweet, creamy taste of you.
Mmmmmmmmmm........my mouth bursts
with your sweetness....Mmmmmmmm!!!
With a contented sigh,
and a joyous laugh,
I reach into the box...
and pull out another Dutch
chocolate bonbon!
And blessing the day they invented
chocolate, I pop it into my mouth..Mmmmmmmm!
This is almost as good as...well, you know..:)
With sails unfurled,
I sail the open sea.
Riding the waves,
feeling young and free.
The wind in my hair,
I am lighter than air.
Sun in my face,
I feel God's Grace.
Making me see, that
there's more to me,
than what I believe
I can be.
Upon these waves my Spirit,
is lifted,
making be feel
that I am gifted.
With sails unfurled,
I sail the open sea.
This is the only place to be.
Free.
You made me mad,
when you messed with my dolls.
You grossed me out,
when you showed me your mouth full of food.
You made me sad,
when you made fun of me.
Who would have thought I
would miss these things.
But, I do. I'd give the world to
see your face, to hug your neck.
I regret all the times,
I told you to go away..
to leave me alone.
The times I said I hated you
I wish I could take back.
I never thought I would not
get the chance to say how much
I loved you, to say I'm sorry.
But, you know that now, and so
much more. I sometimes see you in
my dreams, and I wonder how you are.
Do you have wings? Do you get to
sing with the angels?
I miss you little bro., more than I
can express in words.
I can't believe it's been seven years
since, I last saw your face, heard your
voice. I miss you and I love you,
little brother.
Some day I will see you again, but until
that day you will remain in my heart.
Sleep well....
