The Earth is dying And life moves on She screamed at the end No one recognized the sound So no one paused To mourn her -Kel Dayheart
Shinning Beacon
Heaven is the place to be It's a vision in white Blinding in it's shimmering light Immense dwelling poised and ready To be awed and admired -Kel Dayheart
Die Happy
Shower me in happiness Let me drown in it A peaceful death A wondrous death -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #113
How long had she lived? Not long at all.
Blackout #109
More shots were fired. Hell of a fix.
Blackout #107
Knew no other way to break a man than use his family.
No Time For Brakes
You're a red convertible accident Waiting to happen You know the kind Slamming on the gas Grinding the clutch in third Going way too fast And way too erratic To brake when the time comes -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #92
Men too young were sent to battlefields. We'll never see them again.
Reborn
I have lived more centuries Than I can count or fathom But have not drawn breath More than a day Continuous cycle of life With no true death But rebirth -Kel Dayheart
What was Lost
Dreary instant Where the realization hits And the missed moments Never to come about Grow more important Than what was truly lost -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 