Why do Men go to war
In the wet of morning dew
they march on, the time is due
most would wander into great glum
others will bring back a hollow form
some, luck will bear them out
others the devil will never let them out
their dust laden boots 'll ware out
they'll cry to twilight hues, restless
the question why Men go to war will stand
in idleness till all mortal chapters come to end
Eat Up, Sweetness
It tagged me out -
that slide to down.
Took me round
for spiral's sake. No slake
of thirst for joy.
The boy who offered
all I ever wanted
taunted me with
promises he never
meant to keep.
So deep I fell into
his welled depravity,
that gravity could not
defy until the bottom
scraped my brow.
No soul stays in
torment while there's
breath to push away
the pain. The gain,
by my design, is
waiting by - to try.
~ ~ ~ ~
Dear heart, your star
is set to shine. Pay no
mind to what's behind.
Down's but half of
the equation; up and out
the balance that will
heal. Feel the you
inside that chooses life.
Then see us
standing
by your side.