The Peril.

Watch with unseeing eyes,
The tide of time.
That comes ever so slow;
Ever so fast
The peril, which lies near at hand,
Warns against the dying of the sun.
Those who know, they run.

Nostalgia.

When I was young, I collected clouds in tin pots when it rained.
I traced rainbows with my finger, in the sky they stained.
In my palms, I trapped little stray beams of light
And together, they made such a beautiful sight.


When the sun fell, Someone filled the sky with scattered stars.
I would count each one, finding them, so lovely and bizarre.
To them and blades of grass, I told my tales.
Huge kingdoms, handsome princes, and laughter in gales.


That time is gone, my stories are done
But in my heart, I still know, that when the sun
Falls, the stars wait for that little child
Who once told them of adventures, mighty and mild.

Exodus.

Ride with me on the way to the moon
We'll stop by the oceans first, and say hello to the waves
If you wish, we could stay.

Fly with me, all the way to the stars
But first we'll stop by the bonfires along the borders
And dance with the enemies.
If you wish, we could stay.

We'll spend the days singing
Lost in our own world, a whole new dimension.
And there, if you wish, we could stay.

Walk with me on the road to the sun.
And along the leaf-strewn path,
If you wish, We could stay.

With Burnt Lungs

With burnt lungs, she walks in snow
And wishes upon a shooting star, that died long ago,

Her lungs ached, but now they're numb,
She wonders, Who has she become?

Her feet are sore, but she has a plan
To End this pain, to end what began

She reaches the Tree, the tree of her past
Withered, just like her, it wouldn't, too, last.

Gone are the days, when she used to laugh, used to dance
She has to get out of this trance!

From the hollow trunk, she brings out her weapon,
Looking at it in the dark, she tells herself
''This HAS to happen!''

All those years come back to her,
Shiny like summer,but a blur..

Tired of the world, tired of herself
She takes a deep breath, slow..
And finally lets go

In one quick move, she slashes her wrist,

And ghosts seep out, into the mist.