As the sunlight blinds my eyes, I have fleeting thoughts of self just brief moments of blindness that remind me how fragile life can be. For a moment, I felt discomfort. And I wondered,what must it feel like for those who live in perpetual darkness? Perhaps life is too short to hold on to things that do not serve us, to regrets that cannot rewrite the past, or to burdens that were never meant to be carried forever.

See the reasons For different seasons Clouds can be tame Soothe or maim The winter snow Cold it flows The spring it sings New nature brings Life in growth Bread and loaf A summer to play Asleep on hay Autumn to reap Food grows steep Leaves that fall Straw golden and tall

Would you smile as you delved into my mind Open up my secrets in the thoughts you find All those feelings buried beneath the surface Would you laugh and joke at me then curse Would you hold my hand or leave me in a lake to drown Would you steal from Jesus a worthless thorn of crown Would you close all doors and lock me away Smile and laugh when i am sad and in need to pray Would your thoughts tingle with such a joy To control and hurt me as if i am a broken toy And if i try to heal a cold light of day Would you make me kneel then make me pray

Love has gone to miss No lady to kiss A touch so gentle A love meant for two A caress of finger tips Moisture on your lips I felt so blessed Mature your breasts To hold you tight Full moon our light Love in our prime As stars watch and shine

Do you want my feelings To dig a deep pit Do you want my thoughts Buried in a grave And a light in my mind To be blown out in a breathe Making life feel dark and cold Entombed to die and get old

I light the candle It lights the room It takes away darkened gloom And the worth that i do feel The soul does take or steal As shadows dance upon the wall My thoughts no shadow cast I feel i am healing fast The candle flicks memories sad with pain The candles warmth that glowing flame The darkness gone,I was never insane The candle and its warmth and light Has taken me through,All those darkened nights

I look upon a precious world My life is running low I hear a ticking of a clock My mind attached to time I watch as the hands do move I no iv'e got it right But maybe i might be wrong So i keep on looking back Like time would never change And the clock is such a precious thing But my life will fall and end

I have tattered lace A shroud on my face I stoke a high fire Making my own funeral pyre Was you here from the beginning Living life for sinning Are you here till the end Sanity goes around the bend I plead my careless state No death lies in wait At midnight he does call The spirit,The ghost in the hall

My thoughts get colder and bleaker Iv'e crossed the path of the reaper Death i do seek My soul he will keep I fall asleep in Hades My memory just fades My life in crime In Hades i do time I fear to awake My heart burns at a stake my soul i give My life i never lived

the words in his mouth tasted of dry regret with a pinch of teary salt an appetizer for the main course yet to be served his mind bunker floated between broken circadian rhythms and nightmare dreams those damn memories haunting the shadows seeking refuge from the light promised to never leave him alone the entrance he thought sealed and locked tight had a leak