What is set my way,

Let me heal today, a little more as I break away..

The crumbles of a seed, still held life

That which was crushed held what could not be taken. That which was destroyed dared to become a stronger something

Grip of air…

A fist that held the breath, a breath she yearned to hold, a breath she dared to earn...

Blew my soul to dust,

Ashen waves blew my soul to dust I held on Because I thought You were the needle That would remove my demon How wrong I turned out to be When you were the demon That made me empty

Surreal,

The unreal and the bizarre torments the real more than any..

Journey…

What it takes...

Intrigued..

Why not?

Sustained..

or Breakdown or Breakthrough or sometimes both.. Will the mountains not crack When the pounding not stops Will the river not turn When the sand shores flood Will the wounds not heal When the blood turns new Will my dream not turn When To give up I refuse Read more poems on determination: Ravenous And … Continue reading Sustained.. →

Enjoin..

Sewn in.. That which is sewn in; The one that takes away A good night’s sleep... That which cannot be ripped out, Buried beneath crappy dumps And left to rot... That which remains not forgotten And sprouts out with every whim Is the mold From which was the soul made. It is the truth of … Continue reading Enjoin.. →

Ravenous…

A greedy feather...