What if time stopped,
Would we stay young.
Or if time moved faster,
Would we age as rapid as
A hummingbird beating its wings.
Time for fun and play,
And to work with clay.
Time to work,
Time to rest,
Time to be the best.
What if time is controlled by man,
Will it be sacred,
Or will be oblivious,
We all have time to decide,
So choose carefully in the mean time.
Dark times
If I face defeat,
The night will grow as blood flow
My strength will be gone.
Fire on a blue lake,
Home of evil and sad souls,
All emotion lost.
Bright times
I now see the light,
My passion and heart grow strong,
An angel I love.
Only one angel
Of many brings me pure light,
We finally meet.
Fire and light will join
To bring peace to our sad hearts,
Our joined hands will heal.
When I did meet you,
Fall became spring as light shines
Across great beauty.
I will protect you,
no godly force can stop me,
I will help heal you.
Love, passion, hate
Grows abundant and burns fast,
Infinite time it will last.
Spark into fire,
Fire into blaze,
Stages for one eternal phase.
If I die,
The Phoenix will continue to fly.
If I live,
The Phoenix will continue to grow.
The eternal blaze,
It gives me purpose,
It gives me life.
A mellow and melancholy shell,
Am I friend or foe,
Am I protector or destroyer,
Am I good or evil,
I don’t know.
Full of love and compassion,
I am strong.
Full of rage and hate,
I become stronger.
In a cage my spirit waits
Feeding and growing,
My heart and eyes hold the key that will release,
A raging merciful beast,
When the time is right.
The beastly spirit takes control
When a threat appears,
Then the bell will toll
And I become the bigger threat.
Women and children must not be harmed,
Or men who harm the precious will need an alarm.
My confined spirit awaits in time,
Time for release.
With passion, love, hate, and rage,
All threat will seem lifeless like a dead sage,
After my spirit’s wrath turns the page.
A spirit in a cage
Rests to protect,
Feeds on emotion,
Grows on rage.
With this beast within
I will be done in,
Others will be short of a protector,
I wouldn’t be whole.
Without the cage and key
I have no control,
This heart and soul is mine, even if I am dead
They still belong to me they make me who I am
My heart and soul is strong and
They will never change for anyone or anything
I have been stabbed
In the heart, in the back, and everywhere it hurts
My wounds still open,
No needle and thread or any band-aid can fix
I am still alive
I have been beaten and abandoned by those I love,
But I have found my way to a life that wants me
I am still alive
I was dead but my sole never left so I got another chance,
To make a difference
Nothing keeps me down on the ground
When I fall, I get back up
I am alive