SpiritofVengence

Save us From another meaningless day Save us from dark mornings and waking after sleepless nights. From exhaustion we must ignore and the breakfasts we work to choke down Save us from caffeine and coffee, our crutches to function colorfully in a world where we are measured by our black on white in red. Save us from mental frustrations & lifeless accomplishments Save us from micronaps and microlunches. From giddy jitters and our own prisons Save us from the endless scratching of pen and pencil and the endless clacking of keys. From the clocks we ignore and the pains in our hands and backs and souls. Save us f

Have you ever woken up in the morning and knew, Just knew, That this day was going to change your life forever? I had this feeling a year ago. I didn't understand. The day came, the day went, and I felt nothing change. Two weeks, a long car ride a few bucks and a tough decision later and you were mine. Your big brown eyes melted my heart And your happy smile was infectious. Whoever believes that money cannot buy happiness has never met you. You curled up in my lap and slept the whole way home I wondered if you knew how much your life had changed? I like to think you just didn't mind. Now I sit and I wonder how to measure t

I am held trapped, too confined by your love. I wish to seek a future beyond this. I intend to fly on wings of a dove Because the world outside must be bliss. I soon understood the weight of my fault. The cage you built was not to hold me back, But to give the nightmare creatures a halt. Your strength holds me up when my own I lack. It was your strength that gave me will to rise And I found a fortune worth more than gold. I fought my way back from my own demise. I have returned proud, but humble and bold. But you shall never witness this rebirth. My solace lies under six feet of earth.

The tears streamed down her face, As she watched the killer With the moon lit eyes Laughing, laughing as she died. "Don't cry now, we had some fun. Just stop and think And when all is done Death, death and sleep is your reward." Tears left her again and he walked away To dance in the beauty Of this single moonlit Bloody, bloody night. He turned to one side, Then the other This waltz of death and Pain, pain was carrying on. "You warned me in the beginning, And you can bet I listened." She pointed her weapon at him and the Boom!, boom! Of the gun was all she heard. "I never thought of you as a poet." He smiled as he sway

For thousands of years life has been symbolized as a fire within itself. The ancients would look to Phoenix, the great fire bird who was reborn from its ashes, or to the sun as the great giver of life. Humans are more like fire then they realize. Nothing as grand as the sun or the phoenix, but we are all regular fires. Ones built for the fun of burning things or built for cooking food; that is what we symbolize. Think a moment. The conception is simply the thought. The thought of the fire is what prompts us to build and structure and like the DNA of every new zygote; every structure is different with the same purpose. The match, the spark of

I am patient number 3878508 and I have been for over ten years. I came here because my parents died and I could not deal with the imagines of their mangled bodies in my head. To this day, I can not stand the sound of car tires screaming for the brakes to make them stop. I tried to cut the imagines out but the officer who saw me with the shard of glass in my bloody hand was quick to disarm me. I wonder if they will make me pay for the window… I think I know why I am here, but I can not be sure. I am almost sure this place is cursed. Hundreds check in a year, but only a handful leave. They always die the same day. You can always tell who the n