The Runt

Overshadowed by all the trees surrounding
he patiently waits for the sun to shine
a heart to big for his chest is pounding
in true hopes to grow as tall as the pine
he longingly waits for the dark clouds to come
and quietly whispers wishes for rain
he hears the sound of thunder like a drum
and water in  the ground he starts to drain
he begins sprouting leaves luscious and green
taller and taller he begins to grow
no longer small overshadowed and lean
the other trees say he'll begin to slow
but they see once he's grown to his fullest
that he is much larger than all the rest

Tree Branches

Life is like a tree

you begin at the roots

slowly learning and growing

always being influenced

by what's around you

once you feel tall

and strong

you begin to branch out

splitting paths

making tough decisions

to better suit your needs

once your old enough

you being to protect others that you care about

become a home for others to run to

love and watch all around you

learn everything you can

then slowly

die and whither

as your soul becomes one

with the earth again

Pantoumb

So we at to think

what dreams unfold

are the missing link

to something old

What dreams unfold

whisper a secret

to something old

they wish to seek it

Whisper a secret

into the night

they wish to seek it

inside the light

Into the night

we went to think

inside the light

are the missing links

Guzzle

She told me he'd find his wings in time
he'd gain the right gear in time

As a child we are told stories
but we do learn to fear in time

He was never there for me
but mother said he'd be here in time

The mother had already crossed
by her side would be the baby in time

They shot up together he said
let it sink slowly in time

We had to start running soon
for they would get here in time

We saw them scamper and wait
for the fox would be near in time

Fear

Fear is only

                                    a feathered falcon

hovering close

                                    to high held heads

only to swoop

                                    ever so suddenly

to sting

                                    a snip of scare

at the heartless

                                    hopeful humans

who roam

                                   'round reason

to rightly

                                   do wrong

slowly

                                   sinking into the slime

hearing the barking

                                   of the brave bourdering

hounds that

                                   happily guard hell

Daddy

Daddy now I"m coming home
I never left you all alone
just to see you breaks my heart
she's the one that made me part
I really missed you
yet never knew you
I love you always

Small Packages

Murders come in small packages
they start with an idea
move on to a plan
grow to a fire
encouraged by a fan
the thoughts grow stronger
to where you can't ignore
the vices that are saying
take care of the slaying
the plans take to action
and the sickness is gained
once you start killing
you'll always be willing
to continue on killing
again and again