Poetry

Title: Title 1

I'm awake

A silent wake

An empty sleep 

with open eyes

And in a dream

Within a dream

300 emotions 

between two lives

One morning living 

The next i'm dead

They both inhabit

my maxed out head

I wonder how thin

they can spread

my skin until it breaks apart

Title 2 

If

your whole ending was the end

If 

life was shorter than a short

If 

tomorrow never came

If 

you could breathe easier

If

you could breathe at all

If 

you could fly

If you could fly... 

Heroes of War

They stood and waited in the pits

A murmur of beer drinking and laughter

Fresh smoke in the air hung above them

Like so many times before

Rows of tents stood along the walls

Signs and banners spilling pledges

A new battlefield

One for the masses

Like so many before them

They came to rage for a cause

Rage against the setting sun

Rage against the machine

They waited in excitement

As their leader stood patiently at intermission

Adjusting the cords on his guitar

Taking a fresh drink of water before…

Giving his final speech

And then, silence

He walked to the microphone

Head bowed in respect

For the ones that sold their souls

To preserve the American dream

Thousands of cups hit the floor

As the smoke cleared the sky

Revealing thousands of lighters

Illuminating sad and regretful faces

Cast down for the fallen men

Not a breath was heard

No fresh cigarettes lit

Every seat in the coliseum empty

Hats off, heads down

Hearts beating as one

Hiding

Light falls in

Like a blanket

Covering everything

But discriminating

All the darkness in the room

While darkness lives

Like a child

Not knowing

The difference

Between the carpet or the couch

And the clock

Never wonders

Or cares

Of color

It ticks on against the day

As I watch 

With utter disdain

The truth

And lies

That take cover in my living room

And my favorite:

Definitely a high school moment, but I love this!