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A lucid thought to lucid to be real. The images are so clear, my demise so viloent in nature. Thunder crashes, I feel myself falling. My heart burns. I am so cold. As I lay here images of my past run like a movie. I have had some good times, some bad times. Why do we regret things after we have done them? Motionless, a haze covers my eyes. My heart still burns. The lights soon turn to blackness. I am sorry for what I have done. Within the blacknes I can still here but I cannot move. Screams cry out from everywhere. Sounds like my mother beside me. Suddenly I see me, my mother beside me crying "why" Her sorrow, I feel it. What have I done? My body so pale. 2 holes in my heart. One from lonelyness, the other from ending my life. Whipped around in circles, voices call out to me. What they say is hard to understand but I feel it is my family asking why. I look back but I see me no more. I still here my mothers cries but there is nothing I can do. I begin to move away through the dark tunnel that lay ahead. I walk the path but I want to go back to me. I hear a voice. "Welcome" It sounds so pleasant. My fear eases. I continue. A hand comes from the darkness. I take it without apprehension. It burns, I cannot let go. I cannot break free. "Welcome" I hear it again. This time so deep and harsh. I want to go back. "Welcome to Hell, boy"!

I really enjoyed Dusty Shelves.. Good Job.... Stones was well done as well.

Yeha man, it never seems to end, this crap. Great stuff.

You read my mind... As always, very gutteral

Man, I need a sweater...... Very real........

Well crafted.....

WHOA! I hope this does not mean you are gonna do something bad. Well written.

i guess no one like me here to read my crap.

GHOST A door closes locking me in, slams in my face whats my sin? The light goes out, my body shakes in shock. Whats gonna happen? I hear the door lock. The sounds of chains fill my ears. I'm so scared, my eyes fill with tears. A levitating light appears in fron of me, pushing me back, won't set me free. It emits a sound so loud my ears bleed, making me cry. On my fear it feeds. I run to the corner. I try to hide. I cover my ears. I close my eyes. I say to myself that this is not happening, i'll just open my eyes and I will be laughing. I open my eyes, the light is still there. I begin to cry. Tt is just not fair The light moves closer, I begin to sweat. The color begins to change, is it a threat? A body begins to form. I get up and stand. Now transparent, it says "take my hand". Scared, I take its hand, it pulls me near. It picks me up like a child and says "have no fear". Suddenly I am not scared. All my worries have gone away. Feeling strangely happy, can death be this way.

A little diddy~~~ If Wishes were Dreams Everynight I pray that I wake by your side and everday I wake I know I will be praying that night So when you ask me if I love you and I just turn away Im just a man and those words I cant say So please dont get angry its just my foolish pride I may not say the words but my feelings never hide chorus So if wishes were dreams and dreams came true I would spread my wings and fly away with you. Take you to my heart that beats for two that is where I would go if my dreams came true Like the water from the mountains that reaches the sea' we will be together forever. I know that we'll be. And If I never say those words you need me to say, I will show you what they mean day after day. So stop all of those cries and leave those past good-byes chorus So if wishes were dreams and dreams came true I would dream of all the things we could do I would take you to a place to start a new. That is what I would do if dreams came true. And everynight I dreamthat I wake by your side and everyday I wake, I know I will be dreaming that night.

I like ANOTHER QUIET NIGHT my self but would also add in () this SONG TITLE Another quiet night (the demon) the title gives the satirical affect. With the subject matter it fits. I am a lyricist as well and those are well written lines, would love to hear music put to it.

I wrote that after a break up and had a hard time moving on.

HOME WITHIN A look in the eye, an ocean of forever. Blue is the day as I am a believer Whims of the mind, a door into never Rainbows in the mist that I will remember Water in my palm a claim to fame an eagles wings through clouds of blame a stairway to right to Heaven through shame My image in the mirror, whats my name. Safe passage, a canyon of thought a promise of lucidity, I was caught A change in reality, myself I have fought Suspended in the in-between, my life I have bought Echos and dreams changing with time what is it to be? what is mine? Stars so bright they never rhyme distant memories are nothing but a crime. Sentimental memories, flowers in the sky A river of love, all I do is cry A smell of perfume, forget, I try four walls, a home, good-bye

Looking At Myself My bare feet walk on the grass: Stepping on stones, I hope the pain will pass. Creeping up to my bed, I stare at me while I sleep. I reach down and touch my forehead, it feels so cold, I begin to weep. Passing by a mirror, I stop and look at me. I stare in fear, wondering who it is looking back at me. I notice the mirror image leave and my soul has lost its sleeve. The sound of a gunshot fills my ears, I pull my hands up to cover the noise. I see the blood bleed from my heart, dripping to the ground with an echo. I fall to the ground and clutch my heart but is has been chained from the start. I cry out to me as I try to take my life. Not getting through, I now see me die. I reach for my hand but it slips by. I watch myself hit the floor, my eyes begin to close. Where i'm going, nobody knows. I watch my soul get ripped from my heart, the barbed wired around it is now my home. I try to break free, the wire digs into me. So confined, cannot get out. This pain is too much to bare. I watch the preacher say a prayer as he raises his hands to the sky. He says "Lord as you take this child" I turn and look at the ground, I see a coffin under a shady tree. I move closer to see, I begin to cry when I see it is me. So empty is my spirit as I watch it fly in confusion. Not knowing whether to up or down. Crying it falls to the ground. I run to help me face my fear, by the time I reach me, I disappear. Now I see me in the grave, the dirt begins to fill the hole. I try to get out but I am not that strong. The light I saw has now turned black. I have watched myself die, I am never coming back.

I love my wife.. Thanks for that.