From Out of the Shadows Words Appear

  Somebody & Nobody Your life isn't over although his light dims Your chaos and confusion are his family and dreams You have been together forever but never quite touching Lived parallel lines never crossing but connecting They are one when together but lost when apart Meant to be but seem forever adrift Life’s cruel reality comes with a twist Dreams come true but tear lives asunder Somebody and nobody are actually someone

Secrets   Secrets kept in the darkness of night Tear at the the two young lovers The truth may destroy them on this night But secrecy burns deep into their souls Should a word be spoken, or would it ignite? The devil’s fires that burn so bright Instead quietness prevails Causing the devil's fires to smolder on Till the death of young love The beating heart all but quiet

  Pretend Is this all life is any more People that we have met once or never met at all But they are friends Something that we wished we were or might possibly be Because otherwise our life is really just so mundane We all wear masks to hide behind all happy and cheerful So no one can possibly guess how really bad off we are We hide behind our purchases and things Because they make us seem successful We have huge online personalities Because we have actually forgotten how to be a person We befriend and interact with people seemingly so casual Knowing we will not have to ever really speak to them again Someday all of this charade will actually crumble Maybe just maybe then we won't have to pretend

The Game   Life is a game people, just not one that you can ever win at. It's a roller coaster of highs and lows, loves and losses. Some days it is going to beat you and some days you will beat it, there will be such sorrow, and there will also be such joy. But it's still just a game. So, don't live your life trying to win, live your life to experience it, to give more love than you receive, to cause less sorrow than you experience. In living this way, you will be remembered after your gone as one who played the game oh so well.

Landslide   As I grow older, I start to realize What some family connections have meant to me over the many years   But it seems you never realize this until they are gone   Those people that were your rock Allowing you to be the rock for everyone else are no longer there   Without them you start to crumble In doing so those people who count on you also start to crumble Until it is a huge landslide that is out of control You search for other people to support you, so you may support others But you search in vain At this point the depression and self doubt that has always been a seed just below the surface Takes hold It begins to grow like a twisted vine choking you off to wither and die

  Is There Freedom   Every where I turn, I feel as if I am trapped All I want is the actual freedom of choice Our choices always seemed influenced By friends, family, right and wrong As if our destiny is shaped by everything except our choice There are those among us that say we decide our own destiny But do we The way we are brought up, taught, loved, even disciplined All of these and more make us chose a certain direction or path They have all set our moral compasses to a general direction It’s funny because I can look around We are even taking that freedom away from the wild creatures We build and build taking away their habitat Forcing man’s will onto all around us both man and beast We either do it mentally or physically Is there really a free choice left? Or are we all preprogramed To just follow a path Little variations but all in the same general direction Where did freedom go Do we really have a choice anymore?

Home   I have lots of places I could lay my head But I don’t have a place that I call home I am disillusioned and lost in what home even is anymore I always thought home was that warm feeling at grandma’s Gathered in the kitchen or out upon the lawn Although I was never able to recreate that on my own I thought home was family and love I have since learned I don’t think either exist Today it seems, everyone lives for themselves Never caring about the feelings of others or those around them One day I may find home But for now, I must wander and continue to search F or those days lost at grandma's

  Dreams and Nightmares The night has drawn near and my search once more begins The vision of my dreams and sword in my nightmares She is there all around me weaving, waiting, protecting  and yet never wavering Illuminated in the beauty of the moon so close but just out of reach We face the battles, the chaos and confusion Never backing down to our fears My huntress, my kitten, my soul and guardian But alas she is fading I’m losing her again When oh when will this nightmare end Once more as the dawn breaks and night is over Reality chases away the thunder as light cascades over all One day perhaps we will find each other here among the living Instead of living in the lands of dreams and nightmares forever more

  Alone I sit here alone once more Lost in a mumble, jumble of thoughts Is what I did the right choice or  was it once again the wrong choice Having a night of revelation and thought provoking conversation Reaching a point where a decision had to be made Do you walk out and let everything said slowly simmer To stew and melt coming together in harmony to heal Or do you stay and continue with the conversation But perhaps have something happen, to make   those things achieved Just rot and fall apart because boundaries are overstepped It seems to never matter the choice you make  For it will always be, t he wrong one in the eyes of another So once again I just sit here alone once more