Hopeless Dreamer

Where the forest grows thick, she softens with dreams

Pretty poetry of innocent things

The roses blooming, the summer rain

But inside she knows a vast pain

The agony of knowing and being and seeing

Of being reborn into darkness

Smothering growth, fragrant decay

She knows not the suffering of her mother, the silence of father

Death is growing like a white rose

Stained with the blood of a past she would like to murder.

Love is like death

It creeps up on you
Or bam! It hits you and you are never the same
I thought love would be beautiful
But now a see a power struggle game
If I lose I'll never be free
Always stuck in the hold of thee
You thought you thought that I was special
Did you see yourself when you looked at me
What do you want, need, feel for love?
I never knew
I wish I knew
God help me, they stole my love from me
Now his body will be spirit
His heart black
Everything will be death
In the eternal song of blackened earth
Forever night
Bring him back to me...

Loved and lost

Within hell, do demons love?

Or is their only passion hate?

Are pain and passion, love and hate all one?

United in spirit, in song

I believed in love once, free from hate from fear

Now I'm not so sure

There is darkness in sunlight 

The moonlight makes the night bright

Nothing I have thought I saw, felt, heard or thought was real is

The dawn is not the beginning 

It is the end

Of an uncertain destiny.

Worse than death

Some fear death

To the marrow of their bones, the pit of their souls

But I believe there are things more horrible, more real right in front of us

You think you are going to hell?

Aren't you living in it?

The suffering, the pain

We walk with eyes closed

At horror all around us

The pain that shapes us as we were clay

Until death comes and takes us away.

The Fear Goblin

I awake and I fear the sunshine
The day's promise, for what will it bring?
Pain or joy?
I feel like I must fight the system, the instiution, social problems
The world...
My world
Within my box I have enclosed
I dead bird heart, a rotten fruit
The symbol of my charity
As the worms eat at my soul
But this what I truly fear
Not the bird's heart
The heart of man
That knows such hate
& makes me a victim.

Please sign these petitions I wrote

I just wrote a petition on http://www.gopetition.com, to help save the beautiful Canadian environment, being polluted by plastic bags, when you sign you are asking to make biodegradable plastic bags mandatory for the future of our nation and our health as a whole.

Online petition - Make biodegradable plastic bags mandatory

I also wrote another on protecting native languages in Canada, particularly Michif, you can sign here:

http://www.gopetition.com/petitions/protect-the-endangered-language-michif-of-the-metis-peo.html

Every signature is greatly appreciated.  Thank you.  :)

Heartless

My heart is breaking without a sound

Black charred burned dreams

Lose them in oblivion that is my setting and rising sun

The night makes me want to dance away... into time

Instead I rest my head on pillows of fear, shame

The death I crave

I her hands

She holds the dagger that is the key

She is me, waiting mistress, bringer of eternal sleep.