PinkWarrior

There is a pause before each storm. A moment of silence. Before the clouds roll in. Before the thunder cracks like the sound of pounding drums. Before lightning strikes, sparking chaos. Before the wind howls and tears everything to shreds. Before the waves roar as they crash into solid rock, slow turning it to nothing. There is a silence, a deep breath held back. It holds no sound. The eerie nothingness. And that is what I am hearing now as you stand before me. You who hold my heart in the palm of your hands but say nothing. You just stare at it, at me in disappointment. You are so cold. I know what you are going to say, as yo

Everyone stands before the glass a silvery surface reflection and pokes and pries at the image looking for imperfections what we see is not the whole but tiny mistakes and flaws the beauty of the image is lost between each ugly thing we thought we saw and this is where we fall Because we see ourselves.

Together Oh, to share Share a simple moment. A simple life or love Oh, how simple this life could be. But we argue, we fight. We get mad Then this simple life is thrown into chaos. There is no point to this If only there was, Could this simple life work No, No, No, It should work We will make it work. So come with me And share this simple life Together we will be, HAPPY.

Dream Of Thyme, Oh Has Your Gourges Shine Ever Been More Essentail To The Inken Night Skys Beauty. Oh How You Twist, Turn And Shape The Void Of Darkness. And Baeth Over The Cover Of Creamy Clouds. Oh Dream Of Thyme, My Mighty Moon.

Have you ever seen a star, born wild and meant to die? Shooting straight through time as they take to the sky. We mortal bound try to rise, but fall. We hit the ground like the best of them all. So should we stand? Will we fight hand in hand? Or be like stone and fight alone. Oh so alone. Then like shifting tides that seem to be pulling us in. We find the days grow ever so thin. For mountain that rise and rivers that fall together. In natures peaceful forever. We know the kind words will soon have to end. You know this ever so well my friend. So we say our ado's. And blow off the bad news. Then this is Good-Bye. And Next thi

A day in the life of The morning sky Does wake a child In grouchy manner Oh so wild In afternoon's Blistering heat Does anger rage And conflict meet The setting sun Does quiet the day And so blows The sadness far way Night is last To show its face With ending calmness For tomorrows, grace

Zero Escape I've touched everything I am nothing I exist I do not I've eaten my fill I am empty Do not try to find me I already haunt you Do not try to use me I am using you Do not try to forget me I am unforgettable I was here from the beginning of time You have me now So I will be come the end And everything will end Do not try to escape my grasp You are already shackled to me Everyone is and always will be I am unavoidable And I know some of you have wanted me Or thought they did But in the end you all hate me Because I steel your time You do not want me But I am needed You wish I didn't exist So I don't I ju

                                            Victorious DEMON                                    From the shadows came a Cry,                     That sounded of rampant Warriors like Wild Fire                      Where Rage, Wrath and Fury knew no bounds.                               They leaked into the brook of life                 Then from the Demon's lip took, water as RED as blood                                    And poured it over the land.                     There She the DEMON stood, on mountain high,                                        And fell to the ground.                                   Like the fall