Leifmao

Stagnant water stands dripping, like the colours of a texas horror, similar to the colours that swell my mind, i didnt want to stand on shards of glass, but they lay waiting on every floor i find, and what brought me to this place, where no exits in any set time, walls of white where words are meaningless, holding my heart with actions so seemingless. And my blood covered feet, will stain pure white floors, showing escape route exits, and reveal hidden doors. You will never catch me, you will never hold me, you will never have me, i am a pheonix from a fire, from which u were the arsonist, now watch me soar, out of your

My Heart The Ocean Watching as waves play upon emotions, A place and longing that will never leave me, Wherever i travel i am one with oceans, Which long in my heart, forever, eternity. My future may be hazey for the pursuit of future, And for miles around i may be surrounded by land, But for now no matter how obscure, My soul will always rest where the shore meets the sand. By Leif Wildman