I am me
I am she
I am the forest, the forest in meFinding the pieces and wanting to build againDo I build me? Do I build them?Who am I and where have I beenI've come to tell the story; the one from withinSeeking oh seeker. These wood are gone This story, the fawn. A glass seen through mourn.Where have you gone, return to us now! You cant have meEyes wide open; sing for my soulI rise from these woods, I seek from these shadows.Grazing sounds against metal throngsThe time is coming, who will you beI don't know, I DON'T KNOW!Find your story, the rise and seekStrums along this lake I seek, the virtue of life. My vengeance i/s meek. Find me in the sounds of the tales over head. I shall rise. I am here. The story is meISeeYouBurn.
Even if you don't feel it, try itStories written, stories found, the match ~ its set Letters converge and characters write~ beyond the threshold, they guide the lightAdventurer moving, explorer in sightLets push the dark away~*Ignitethelight*~
star believersThey landed on the walk of many stones, fully open to the interstellar system which had grown between them. continuous rhythm of life. A night’s gaze facing the evening bliss. The bringers of light, compelled to create. stare . dare to dream
Hearth The cadence of an uncontrollable fire calls me I can hear you, from echoes of a night long gone echoes of a night long here Fleeting footsteps upon fog listed trailsThe ivory seating, a song of believingMy story, might ~ a break upon the night BREAKShake the skys, let the earth tremble in our mightFleeting, flewing ~ earth ever movingThe Rumbling, the soaring SCREEAAAAMMMYELL Rage Duality Spit Fire NO! &
Hide and SeekCobwebs to A Cherry groveSinging of sorrows from deep below, a rumbling of sing song and water's lights glowTouching of light and the soothing sounds of might; the love of the break comes at morning's nightDarkness consumes the reverberations of the singing birdSearching and crawling, lost soul among feeling, the sorrowsEchoes of the signs left for us,A song of fright Sound where there is no sound. Breath where there is no fightWe are alone Was I always lost?fight me as I lay and fight me as I fray, tears of the forlorn Wailing into the night of forgotten sails This trail leads forever Sorrow's song lead meDrifting above, the world in silence Strumming cords of the <
Breathe of FireAmong the battered blades of grass, she laid dying. Gripping tightly, she began to rise . . . Defiance in her eyes . . .
The Edge of Truth/Fear Its time Its time to give voices to all who believedThe time of reflections has come ~ face your value Who are you, space in time ensuesWe were rightalla . . l o . . . n . . <i>