Knocks }I{...

Beauty, Life and Love.. 

It slithers and taunts

And permeates this very being

Of nothings, and yet everything

How despicable are these shallow depths

That drowns my mynd within thy head

Assuaging my fragile dependancies

Making sure nothing is the same

Ever again

How strange this sight has come back

To me all over again

Evermore and shall I be sure

Of anything, once again

I say no, the past says yes

This path, although second guessed

Must surely be as blessed

Richter scale of brokenness

A realm and another worlde

My hands on fire

My eyes had bled

My soul left dead

And here I am, alive instead

This does not seem

Like it was a dream

This surely must cannot be real

The nothingness of everything

I always feel

Blinded by the light and broken by the dark

Tis the assumption of my heart

This I know is my truth

And how it always comes to be

My life is never just my own

This well-trodden path

Always ends up calling for me

Can I say, no? This I have tried

But my traitorous heart

Is quite horribly dark

And will not listen to me

So, as I step and as I sleep

All I do and all I seem

Is drawn to magicks

And magick by me

Never the same, although I do change

This path constantly set out before me

Tis not something to give into

Tis not something to abide

Tis a battle of the heart and mynd

What I have inside is my instead.

   

Witches and Britches }i{...

Patience is a virtue they say

Not bloody likely, retorts my reply

Be a very nice person I am told

Niceties are not for everyone, as I turn away

Do what I say and not what I do 

What I say is what I do, my more preferred way..

Expose my heart and burn my soul

Churn my insides, turned inside out

Dark my eyes and spark them up

Breathe my words...

Yours is Mine and Mine is Yours

Tear my heart into tiny little pieces

Ripped to shreds 

I feel so much better

Take my soul, open my mind

Enhance my spirit and make it mine

Face the wraith, a wrath exposed

Know your crime and fix your time

Bandage thee Heart back up again

A stitch in time completes the End

A twist to start it back up again

Like clockwork, ticketty tock

Tis your Heart that beats to the clock

What goes up must come down

So must what is down, again come back up

Mirrored within and mirrors without

Mouth speaks the Truth that the Eyes can See

Ears hear the sound that causes the soul to ache

Bones stilled under thy flesh

Bloodened paths of ancestors behest

Fairly certain, Farely working, Faery lurking

Tis the head and heartened pardon

The Finish... The Line... 

Towards the Unremarkable journey's End!

Spirited Within }i{..

The poorest of people, have the richest spirit

Why is that so that Faith alone 

Can feed the soul but not line pockets 

Equally with the same amount of gold

Forever to give to others and not one's self

Is the hardest Path to follow

Conform to the rules and dwell in the shadows

Break the rules, swim from the depths

Take a step out of the shallows

Before the ocean overwhelms 

To drown you in this Shallow

What if one cannot see what is before them

Fate is placed in another's hands

Living the Life that calls out for you 

Keeping afloat, perhaps the ocean is trying to drown you

Whatever can you do?

What will you do?

When you feel you can no longer survive

Sink or swim, drown or float

What if you have no lifeboat?

Nobody to help you and far too much 

Inside of you a storm gathers and swirls

You are the eddy, the whirlpool 

You have caused upon your Own

The lessons to learn are forever a constant

Round and round, around they all go

Always theyr for others, never for your selfe

What is this lesson and why does it not go?

I am strong, yet I am weak

I am noble, yet I am also lost

I am good, yet I am fallen

I have lost myselfe

While looking for some kind of Heaven

This is what happens when one

Takes a leap of Faith

Steps from the cliff and falls from the ledge

I drowned myselfe in the ocean

The waves returned me to the shore

But this shallow depths

Is the hardest one to stand I am sure.

In times of crisis and human needs

Always remember and forget not to Breathe

When night is hard and day the hardest

Still even so, Life is precious and Love abounds

One must look up and also down

Hold your head high and still be proud

Never forget, we all just try to do our best.