The Stars Again

That person who was I is free once more

I’m following the path back to the sky

And my wings will touch the stars again

Every moment breathing life into my broken body,

Bleeding color into my black core

The taste and the memory are slowly growing

Of everything once dreamed and believed 

Life is full of movement and change

And instead of drowning I am dancing

The person who was I is free once more

Be afraid

Im following the path back to the sky

And my wings will touch the stars again



No one sees the trouble under the calm waves, no one wonders what the story is that they cannot see. There is a window in a box and a deep hole underneath so easy to escape if only knew there was escaping. What to do if the sky is dark, no light to come throught the glass. What to do if the holes gets deeper and you can barely reach the top. Try harder, breathe deeper, look farther. The walls are not of stone they’re paper, the window is a lie from the outside,  all you have to do is scream and the earth will rise beneath you taking the hole away. There are no walls which we don’t make,  there are only skies. Never stop trying and don’t give in, what do you have if not belief.

Believe that it is better, believe you can be free, believe there is a life past the whole world disappearing.

Swirling Mass

Swirling mass of despondent
Dead within the center

Find Me
Bring me back into existence
Remembering what Is Alive

So long have I lived without color
It never seemed to have existed
Dreams are nightmares of everything you desire
Deep within
Deep within
Blurring lines dripping pictures

Swirling mass of despondent

Dead within the center

Forgotten Beauty
So easy to fall into this dream
Is there ever any escaping
Lying dead within the center let it fall-

Find Me

Bring me back into existence

Remembering what is Alive
Feel alive what does it mean
Between the chaos I will breathe
Swirling mass of despondent
Dreams and nightmares make us alive



Tick… tick… tick…

There are clocks

They are time

Yet they are not


The clocks can stop

They say time cannot



Time is not

There is nothing

There is night, there is day

But which is time to sleep and wake


Don’t go on

My mind can’t grasp the moment



My ears hate that terrible sound


Silence is the end




*A Dark Fays Prayer*

Goddess of midnight
Goddess of tears
Hold on to this demon
From old elapsed years

How long must I wander
How long must I stay
With broken wings
The curse of the Fay

Goddess of blood delight
Goddess of moon
Drawn to your whispers
Tattooed by your rune

Remember the dances
In dark misty glades
The candlelights flicker
The daredevil blades

Goddess of the Dark Fay
Goddess of the night
Hold on to this demon
A dancer of fright

Remember wings of shadow
Your tinged wings of death
The people of your touch
Of your immortal breath

Imprisoned in the mortal
Never what we seem
Worshipers of the night
Goddes of our dark dream


Not Here

If anyone asks you

I’m not here

Do you think if I closed my eyes

Everything would disappear 

If I let go

And be no more


I say goodbye

You see me but I am not

If anyone asks you

I’m not here


Night Kiss

It’s been so long since I walked at night, seeing the beauty of the moon, danced barefoot under the stars and felt the dirt between my toes. Longing for the wind to caress my skin and through my hair. Feeling the dew soft and cold. How I long for the whispers once heard under the trees. How I long for the carelessness of those long ago dreams. Would that you lay close under the darkened sky and see what I can see. Look into the dark of the trees, within their twisted branches. See the owl aloof and piercing, hear it’s wings brush softly as it hunts in silence. Sweet breath, breathing in the scents of  beauty. The darkness consuming in all it’s glory. The night brushing its soft kiss upon my lips. Eyes wander in the hopes of soaking in the pictures never to forget the scene. Eyes close to better envelop all the senses. Would that you would dance with me beneath the eaves, amid the fluttering of falling leaves. To be embraced my nature’s arms, to fall amongst the natural things. To look into your eyes, lying amid the thousands of stars.