Ghost Girl

There's a girl that follows me around sometimes. She wears a blue dress with white lace around the neck and has black hair.

She also has no eyes.

No one can see her, except me. She's often waiting for me in a corner of the room when I enter, and follows me out when I leave. When I'm in a private place, she waits for me outside. I know she does.

She doesn't bother me. Just stands there.

I haven't named her yet, because things become real when they have a name, right?

Maybe I'll call her Alice...

On Ghosts

Everyone knows ghosts are spirits. The energies left behind from someone's life after it has ended. Right?

Can we prove that? Is there actual, physical, tangible proof that ghosts exist and, if so, that they are the dearly departed?

If there is not proof, can we deny the plethora of people who swear they have had an "experience" or "encounter"? Of course not! Just thinking about such nebulous beings puts most humans' hair on end. The thought of being watched and followed without being able to return the favor down right frightens us.

But, what if I told you ghosts weren't actually spirits, but aliens? That's right. Outer space, little green men, "not of this world" aliens. Who's to say that a universe wandering, ethereal being didn't come to find Earth a nice, cozy home in the cosmos? That being is now preying on humans by extracting memories from their past and "haunting" them.

But what about ghosts of people you've never met before? Ah, there's a conundrum. But, what if these beings lifespan were several centuries or even millenia, Earth time? Then, add in the theory that these beings have the capability for memory. They now have the capacity to mimic anything and everything they have ever encountered.

Is that so outlandish? Is a wandering spirit more believable than a wandering alien? I'll let you decide that.

Sweet dreams.

Drowning

As the triplet beat of my heart
Courses life to my eyes
I look out into the absolute nothingness
That yawns beneath my feet
Its darkness creeps through my bones
And begins its work on my soul
I scream with my all but my cry
Falls on deaf ears
I pray to you
But you refuse to answer
I know you refuse because I'm still in pain
My legs have been cut out
From under me
And I'm falling
Pick me up!
Bring me back from this abyss
I seem to have wandered into!
Please help me!
I fall on my face as
My tears cover the floor
Quickly the room fills and I begin to drown
Sinking beneath the surface
The sorrow invades my lungs
I can't do this anymore
Goodbye

Bodies

As winter fades and spring advances
I watch as the dogs lay in the driveway
The noon-day sun has warmed the concrete
And they lie there, utterly content
Just like the way I feel with you
Your beautiful smile and exuberant laughter
Warm my heart
The look in your eyes captivates me
I find myself staring into you
Down, down... I want to get lost
As the tips of my fingers
Taste your skin
My heart races... I can't get enough!
I explore you, every curve
No part of you is left untouched
I want it all
As my discoveries expound
My excitement rises
I sense you exploring me, and
I'm about to burst

As joy escapes us
We lay together
Your taste is in my mouth
I want more
We begin again

A Savior's Peace

Leave me
You're the ones who deem his living unworthy of life
His figurement disgusts your eyes
You're blind to the truth he speaks so well
Beating his bones with a rusty nail
This hell you've plunged him into severe
Feeding this terra, his blood a tear
Sincere are the words that empty his kiss
Flagrant misconduct he seems to dismiss
Don't wish that he were not hung on that tree
Darkening visage for you, for me
This scene we dream up in utter despair
Proving ourselves his worse to our fair
Take care that you do not just say you're his own
And saying, not doing, but speaking alone
While combing the streets of sin and distaste
There isn't much time, now run, make haste
Your pace is sluggish, why do you tarry
He's calling to you from under the cherry
Now hurry, run fast, it's time to go home
And listen as I sing your favorite song

Giving it Up Just Isn't Enough

I hate what you've become these days
The naked truth appears 'neath these white sheets
As time stands still your time runs rampant
On these streets of indignity
Giving your love for fruitful distaste
Lying awake 'neath the waters at play
Your marks have appeared on the face of iniquity
Why did you leave? Why did you not stick with me?
Chained to these walls
I scream for you

Porcelain face hiding fragile mistakes
Your heart is blinded
Light is gone
Love has left you
Carry on

Turn this world around in ways
Axis rotation, incarceration
You cannot stop what you've become
Your love is given away
Leaving you with none
Like Jericho your walls have fallen
The trumpet yells reveal your calling
Your strength has diminished, it's time for you to come to me
Close all your eyes and maybe you will see
Depart from this cell
I dream of you

Porcelain face hiding fragile mistakes
Your heart is blinded
Light is gone
Love has left you
Carry on

Lying asleep on the arm of the chair
You come home and find me there
I know who you are
I know what you've done
Let me sleep
Leave me alone

The Fall

Wait a moment while I bend over backwards for you
The shear force of your presence is enough to seperate me from myself
The stress you cause is ever increasing
And I don't think I can handle much more

So what do I do?

I jump.
I jump, but not just anywhere
I go head over heels, arms flailing and feet kicking, into the forest
The tree branches bite and tear at me
The thorns grab me as my clothes and my pride
Are torn away
I keep falling through the forest
In from the top
Out through the bottom
Into the vast ocean
Waves beat me
Winds chill my heart and soul as I go where the current takes me
I am swept onto the shore where I give in to the darkness

I awake to a voice

A familiar voice
I've never heard before
It beckons me
I follow it back into the ocean with hope
Back through the forest without fear
Out the top and right back to where I started

I look into the face from whence the voice issues
And I see you
I see you, but I see everyone else too
They smile and call to me
I retake my place and find my strength has returned
Not only returned
But has become even greater than before
I can go on
I will go on
I must
Thank you

Temptation at its Finest

She dismounts and drunkenly ambles toward me
Drunk off the blood she has spilt
Blood of my friends and family
Blood of strangers and my enemies
Her words come and lacerate my body with their malicious
temptation
"Serve my master and you will have all you set eyes on."
I refuse and she disappears
Now it is only me and the beast
She came on
It changes form, from a serpant
To a three-headed hound
And finally into a monstrous red dragon
Its brimstone tainted breath knocks me
To the ground as its offer remains
"Serve me and you will have all you set eyes on."
My refusal is weak but just as strong
The beast leaps at me and intends to kill me
Suddenly, a sharp, double-edged sword falls from above
Piercing the beast
It screams an earth shattering scream
As it too disappears
I have been saved

The Dark Angel

Moonlight streaming through black sanctuary windows. Gray skin tout from muscles built by centuries of fierce battle. He stretches his pure white wings out to his side. At seven feet, he towers over me. He wears a blank expression on his face as he pierces my soul with his glowing sapphire eyes. His arms hang by his side, loose but ready. His short, wing-white hair moves in the gentle midnight wind.

A flash and the scene changes.

Now his head is tilted back, arms lifted to heaven. A voice like the battlecry of an army one million strong issues from his mouth. I realize he is asking for permission, permission to judge me, to condemn or save me. He receives his answer and draws a sharp, two-edged sword. With a powerful thrust of his wings he rises above me then, just as quickly, descends upon me, consumes me.

Posing Pictures (Playing with Aliteration)

Towering trees hung heavy hands
Burdens burning over sapphire sands
Weathered weyrs and gates guilded gold
Traveling soldiers seek stories untold

Sea of sorrows shining sun tears back
Ships sailing, failing, for winds they lack
Songs scream whispers, begging to be slaves
Light eyes seek darkness outside the caves

Clouds catch fire for miles, maybe more
Ruby rain sweeps shadows on the shore
Metal materializes from nonsense names
Atoms rip holes in the world's wargames