His love for her never could suffice

her desires were mountains he hardly could climb

his pleasures and hers were the east and the west

her urge for freedom he barely could trust

the goals that they set were mists at dawn

the only peace found was found in the comfort of their union

along come others,younger and stronger and prettier and smarter

they serve as links to a dying reality.

their love ,a timer,only seconds till destruction

Mark these words as I paint the scenes

their love was a wonder yet what happend

we all wonder....

grafted in with the strongest of loves

sanctified with the purest of blood

justified by a life offered

glorified as a kind of first fruits

birthed anew by the ancient Spirit

a life indestructible,a life potent

a temple holy forever undefiled

my life hid in the bosom of my father

His power an armor that can never wither

the ultimate guide who knows no flaws

enriched in the divine,engulfed in grace

Gods will for me,His nature manifests.....

The war againgst my soul was won at rebirth

Mists of canal thoughts wage war continually

on the mind striving to be whole,

dark grey chokers wrestling the truths of the Kainos,

of living a life of purity and dignity and sanity and clarity,

forcing down fake realities,throwing tragidies.

Tormoil faced on the outside, gave me insight to my inside,

Life as I knew it, worsened yet I gained.

The Spirit himself, patiently, spoke mystries to me.

Feeding on the word,I watched as spirit grew.

Sensoring what i do, see and listen to,

The knowledge of the truth began its manifest in me!

Transforming daily by the renewal of my mind....

Rest my fair lady for dawn approaches

its warmth,sinking into the coldest of places

creating in it a feeling full of peace,

a peace that sets the heart ablaze

and purifies the soul of anger and hurt

and fear and pain,

it bargains with such feelings

never loosing a deal.

rest my fair lady for dawn approaches

it brings with it rays of joy

of gladness and grace and love and peace

My eyes lay blury yet i have no query

with neither man no beast

my fair pretty lady have no fear again

for though i grow weak,

the loins of our alignement never can be destroyed.

i am the keeper of our faith

the protector of our love

draw me close oh fair lady

for as the dawn approaches so my end reaches

fear not oh fear lady,

have non of it i pray

i love you,

not because of your laugh

not because of your smile

its not because for you i'd go an extra mile

its not how fast my heart beats when i think of you,

or how quick i become blue when im jealous of Sue,

or when the cold creeps in when your not seen near,

or the fights my heart can hardly bear.

its not the marks that are left when i sacrifice life

its not the people who cause us different kinds  strife.

its not the silence we keep when anger lingers,

or the firm grip of your strong fingers

its the conversations i wish we had

or the excitement i never can bring

its the verses we never may share

as they seem spent on others

its the cravings never concured,

its the envy of another

its the growth we struggle to share,

its your laughters that hurt to hear

and it hurts that it hurts

its the friendships i might never understand,

the mental pain that aches the heart

like a continous heart break,

lasting on and on and on...

till it breaks me,then us

and without us..im..

im not sure whats left

but it scares me,scares me to bits .....

that i love you.............

His skin became pale,her grip fell weak. 

A day gone,yet all still lay bleak.

Like a deep wound ,did sweat ooz from her pores.

The trembling of her lip created tiny red sores.

With a mind rather scattered,

her speech became stuttered.

On her was guilt, a heavy Scottish quilt.

Rest my fair lady for dawn approaches

its warmth,sinking into the coldest of places

creating in it a feeling full of peace,

a peace that sets the heart ablaze

and purifies the soul of anger and hurt

and fear and pain,

it bargains with such feelings

never loosing a deal.

Rest my fair lady for dawn approaches

it brings with it rays of joy

of gladness and grace and love and peace

My eyes lay blury yet i have no query

with neither man no beast

my fair, pretty lady have no fear again

for though i grow weak,

the loins of our alignement never can be destroyed.

i am the keeper of our faith

the protector of our love

draw me close oh fair lady

for as the dawn approaches so my end reaches

fear not oh fear lady,

have non of it i pray

I find myself hating a friend,

I find myself loving a foe.

I find myself lost in thought.

then I find myself drenched in tears.

I find myself on a lonely road

lost in the turns of mans killing code

I find my heart faint of heart

I find my mind going out of its mind

I find what i find is not worth finding at all.

The aching of my head,

the weights that I feel.

The silent existance of a trembling heart,

the choking pretence of a jealous soul.

I find myself living without living

I find myself floating yet not free,

flowing yet trapped,breathing yet gasping,

moving yet stagnant.

Worst of all,i find myself loving yet hating.....

The daily torment of a troubled mind,

haunted and taunted by events unsaid.

The darkest of pasts frequently relived,

the scars like bars preventing her freedom.

A fear of a ghost who lives and breaths,

who hoovers in the shadows of the faces of man.

Your friend or your lover,

maybe the stranger on the street,

waiting in anticipation for a life fresh to ruin

the screams in the bushes are muffled with palm

and all that is left is a broken young dame.

They have no shame and will repeat it again

for they are the tormenters

who build fortresses in our mind