What Color?

Can you see me
Hear me whispering
Peer into my soul
What’s there inside

A gun to my head and
what am I thinking
Who am I praying to
What color is my blood

Am I bleeding yet
Is my skin turning pale
Hanging in this noose
Are my lips moving

What do you see
Looking into my eyes
Are these tears real
What color am I now

Measure me
Hold my life in your hands
And weigh its value, its worth
Do I make the cut

Am I disposable
Is there nothing in me
That’s redeemable
Am I drowning in black

Well, tell me now
When you peer into my heart
Can you hear my every thought
All my fears and doubts

Do I frighten you
Am I despicable
Holding this gun to my head
Will you pull the trigger now

Ruler

It’s far past time
That you decide for
Yourself what to try
Next in your life
I know that it’s scary
But you’re not alone
I’ll help if you ask me
I won’t carry you
Anymore, though, your
Crimes have to be
Your own. Nothing’s
Really worth celebrating
Without that fear of failure
First creeping through your bones
So take a deep breath and try,
No more letting someone
Else make those decisions for you
Learn to step up and speak
Say what you really mean
Know that whatever happens
You’re finally in control
Look into your heart and let it
Grow, find out how beautiful
You can really become
If you only take the time to
Spread your wings and fly
Because the truth is that
Nothing’s going to make you
Happy until you own up for once
There’s so much to experience
So many things to enjoy
But not if you can’t let go
Of this fear filling your soul
Get started, what do you have
To lose? I’ll help, we all will
But only if you make your
Own choices from now on

In the Dark - End

Loneliness. It’s an interesting feeling. When I am lonely, it’s all-encompassing. When I have someone to talk with, I forget how awful I felt before, all alone. At first, I don’t really mind the clan casting me out. I’ve been too focused on my thoughts of anger, of revenge.

Something about the moon tonight, though, makes me realize that I am lonely again. There’s no laughter, no fires to sit around. There’s just me and the darkness. And, always, the monsters.

I’m hunting a small group of them right now. There’s only four, much less than usual, and they all seem of the smaller variety. It’s the perfect opportunity for me to figure out how many of them I can kill during one hunt. Most would think this behavior is insane. After all, the smaller ones are often faster. But I plan to stay up in the trees as much as possible.

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Thanks For

Thanks for saying
You don’t believe
I'm never enough
Before you leave me

Thanks for saying
It’s all my fault
I’m not worth trying
Us together's a waste

Thanks for saying
Your failings are mine
My fears are unfounded
I’m nothing without you

Thanks for saying
Nothing can change
Succeeding is selfish
And I'm the cruel one

Thanks for saying
I should just die
My life is worthless
There’s no future here

Thanks for saying
I drive you to violence
My voice is annoying
I can’t even cook right

Thanks for saying
I shouldn’t ever cry
My bruises are accidents
The endless fights are normal

Thanks for saying
Our problems are forever
There’s no way forward
Your word is my law

Thanks for saying
I’m holding you back
You’re sick of me
That you’re over us

Thanks for teaching me
All the lies you told
How not to be cruel
That the problem wasn’t me