Fairytale I wrote you a fairytale of love, happiness, full of hope.. Dragons, witches, elves and midgets. A princess, a knight riding into sunsets never to part.. But #life is real, a beginning, an end.. Sadness looms in corners in rooms. Wicked at it's core never less is more.. Smiling faces, weeping eyes, masks worn with no despise.. Cheating, lying, dying, freaking.. All surviving all still breathing. And in this chaos known as #life Restless peace unknown. Facing monsters, conquering demons. Dealing with death, madness and weakness.. I found a strength to fight it all. Baring my soul to play so foul. In this nightmare a greedy display, I found a match to call my own.. So, I wrote this #poem.. No fairies, princes, ogres or spinsters. Just this, me deep from the soul..

Silent Masterpiece Gestures, painted in air Picasso, extraordinaire Distorted faces wasting away lips keeping silent emotions so violent In all this time spent looking at me.. How is it that you cannot see? Colours, a mixture of waters and oil.. Completing this picture perfect, unspoiled.. Symphony to deaf mimic to blind That's how you experience a masterpiece of art. Complex with texture, colours and warmth Applied with perfection look deeper, not hard.. Listen to her speak, silent face on canvas. Trying to breach, feelings, it's endless. Feel her eyes, see her need.. To utter I love you, in silence, in need...

Passer by Crossed the path of a passer by.. Stopped and stared eyes deprived... Deepest blue, sadness reigns. Windows to the soul, crushed by dreams. Eyes so hollow stared back at me, overwhelming compassion targeting me.. Turmoil gripped me tight, a hated feeling of no might. Do I reach out? Do I try? The rescuing of a Passer By.. Lifting my hand to touch a cheek, to keep a tear from leaving a streak.. The skin was cold, smooth as glass. I traced a tear in the mirror facing me..

The Nightmare Slumber, sleep, shaking me bare. Restless nightmares, a tripple dare.. Fighting a past, present and future. How do I rest in all this torture? A world crawling on legs.. leaving me breathless, tired and scared. Chasing me - alley's so narrow, willing to trap me, to take my soul.. Zombies, drained of #life, living an existence, tired, no strive.. Emptied skulls, no thought for self.. Drained of emotion, a heartbeat and health.. Closing my eyes, trespass to calmness.. Ignoring the howling, the screams of violence.. Tasting the presence of peaceful essence.. To a place in my dreams, where no frightening creature can take my wings..