Shattered Paths - PrologueThrough my drug-induced stupor I could hear the muffled sounds of you reading me my rights. I knew them by heart, those words spoken over and over on television, in the days when we used to watch those dumb cop shows together. You knew me. We were best friends since grade school. You knew me, and still you let me throw my life away. You didn't even give me a second chance."If you do not have a lawyer, one will be provided to you by the state " Your voice droned on, unaware of what was going on in my mind. You'd given no signs of recognition when you pulled me over, smelled the marijuana in my car. There was an open can of beer in the c
Something So WrongMy halo is shatteredMy wings are clippedMy white garments stained with bloodThe candle-flame of innocenceHas been snuffed outTo be replaced by a raging wildfire of passionThe first bud of spring has grownInto an enchanting bloomThat will capture the souls of the unwaryYour horns have grown longerYour fangs have grown sharperGlinting like steel in the moonlightHow can it be possibleFor something so wrongTo feel so right?
Broken WingHopeIn the midst of the gloom of despairPulling me upwardAs grief drags me downI feel torn between the hopeOf having youAnd the grief of losing youLike a birdWith one broken wing, strugglingAnd then falling falling falling Finally crashing to the ground In a foreign place Stranded, an alien survivor Lost, with no way to get home.
Angel of TragedyI gazed solemnly down the street, its asphalt faded and scarred by cracks and potholes. I continued walking as cars whooshed by. Yellow grass lined the street as I trod carefully upon the narrow white shoulder. The heat baked me and everything around me, and I took another swig from my water bottle. It didn't matter that it was only the fifth day of June. In this town in east Texas it is hot and muggy, and since May it had felt like high summer.The school loomed before me; its red brick walls are a cage that traps students like pretty canary birds. The building wasn't that old. It was built only five years ago, in 1981. I brushed off my jea
Eternal BlissTake me from this worldTo eternal blissAll punishments conceivedAre so much better than this.How long must I liveWith the thought that I caused his death?When can I finally die?Whenn will come my last breath?I should have stayed, should have stayed;The phrase echoes through my mindI could have saved, could have saved himHad I been there that time.Can't you see how much it hurts?He was always there for me.Still, it makes me glad to sayThat he is finally free.I should have stayed, should have stayed;I have no strength left withinI could have saved, could have saved him,Had I been there for him.
What is Forever?Tell meWhat is foreverBut an eternity of sorrowAn eternity to bleedWithout you?What is a promiseIf you will only walk awayWhen life throws all it has at youWhen times get hard?What are second chancesWhen every chance I give youYou throw out the windowWhen you keep asking five and six and seven times?Tell meWhat is loveBut a maskA guise behind which hate hidesA snake to strike and kill?What is needBut a nagging, goading urgeThat pricks at my very soulAnd says that I want you here, I want you now?What is lustBut a serpent that slithers inAnd takes what it wantsLeaving us blinded?What are weB