The wind howls its fury Banging against our house
Unheard
If you scream into the void Does it echo
Blackout #132
The ancient oak tree was ablaze. He loved the tree more than me.
Still
The chill creeps in Even though I've locked
Rage Caged
feeling trapped like a caged animal
Burnt Lung
I breathe in ash Until I choke Wheezing from the dirt
Movie Magic
Strike a match And it won't light The world As much as The movies show -Kel Dayheart
Unconventional
They are beautiful Not by the definition The world tries to conform to But by the simple fact That they are -Kel Dayheart
Waiting for Lightning
A storm is approaching Electrifying the air I stand at the edge Of the roaring sea To see what I can Waiting patiently to see Lightning strike the water I am at the edge Waiting patiently like a lightning rod -Kel Dayheart
Painted Beauty
Baby doll, delicate in porcelain strength painted up in lovely formal Baby doll, you're unreal perfection at its finest -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 