Apoca-listThe end of the world huh?Well if thats the way things are gonna beLet me give you a listA small list of things that I would've liked to have done or seeAll my life I've never known what's it likePlaying songs for millionsComposing scoresEnding internal warsWith music's lead ever wandering "on the nightly shore"Laying in a field of sunflowersA picturesque paradise of uninterrupted natureUntouched by manA foreign landDoes it exist or are these mere pictures forged from the artist's hand?Knowing the touch of my wifeKissing a smile that greys and withers with time, just as I would haveNeeding no alibiComposing some lullabyThat woke us from sleep in the warm arms of sunriseA journey across worldsAcross the universe of seaFrom under the skyIf you wish it I'll flyFrom the city of Tokyo to the heart of DubaiRaising a childThe eyes of her mother and the musician's hand of her fatherZoe's her nameShe plays mischievious gamesNo matter the person she'd show compassion t
From Cauld Fantasy LandsThe moon bears her sadness as a light upon her breastCauld snow freezes my soul on this nightLegends and tales from older daysOf kings, heroes and the animals of mythFaerie lands and the elven woodsCaught adrift in the wind to grace mine ears from the ancient townsNames remembered by only bitter airs and warming sunThe howl of my brother nightwolf sings a lament for the stolen heartOf mother Moon, fairest of all.
For Amanda Todd...Who are we to say you deserve this?We'll call down fire on all but ourselvesJudgment is easy to pass when the fingers are pointed elsewhereSleep dear childMy wings will be warm as you restStretched out like an ocean above youHush your cries, your tears will be your vengeanceYet no one helpsNot one hand is reached outWhat love is this? For you I would've crossed oceansNo protector for my victimMy young child the son is fast upon your mourningVengeance be His, your enemies hold no swayI cry for you tonightBut tomorrow may I sing, for justice will be swift and unmerciful
EtiquetteThe way I feel right now
Sitting in the Starbucks alone at about 8 o clock at night, notsomething most kids my age are doing. The ones I know areprobably out with their friends, enjoying the first parts of theweekend, the ones I don't know too well
probably gettingwasted or something I don't know. The point is, I'm here onmy own, and this bothers me because I've tried to remedy thistwice with two posts on Facebook, neither one received asingle like or comment (not yet anyway) A girl with short hairsits adjacent to me, and next to her a larger guy withheadphones, both are on laptops (one is a Mac one is an Acer)and I'm struck by how potentially awkward this could be. But atthe same time, I'll never know anything about either of them,what the man is listening to, or what the girl with short hair isworking on as she types away furiously at her keys. Are eitherof them in love? Seeing someone? Are they married? Have kids?Live alone or with their parents even? I'll
Sucks to be SickIt starts with a cough, a sniffle or sneezeThis invisible monster, indifferent to pleasWill come as a doorknob, a puddle or nailBefore your immune system surely will failOnce deep inside, it spreads out a lotBefore everyone you love is covered in snotYou cough, and cough, and sniffle and sneezeAnd the only thing you want seems to be "Water please?"If only this sick business was a little issueYou bring to your nose yet another tissueYou blow, and blow, you hack and you feel"If only this Day-quil stuff would work for real"You just want to breathe, to sleep or to eatBut you feel sick all over from your head to your feetIn no time at all it's coming is quickAnd I think to myself "Man it sucks to be sick."
Father's MelodiesFather's melodies wander down the hallsFather's melodies fought shadows from the wallsA jumping lightA demon trickFather's melodies felled them quickNote upon note and soon into scalesNote upon note will soothe all that ailsA moving songA life prolongedNote upon note is where I belongMagic cards in a trickster's handMagic cards in a blind bet so grandA smiling faceAnnounced disgraceMagic cards lost my Heaven's placeFather's melodies fill up my heartFather's melodies tore me apartA reborn sonMy God has wonFather's melodies like them there are none