Nightmares and Day Scares

There's a voice in the air
Crying out for someone to care
"Are you there?"

Can you hear the voice ringing out?
Sometimes a whisper, sometimes a shout?
"Help me out."

I can feel their pain
I cry their tears of rain
"Take away the pain."

The voices come and whisper in my ear
There's so much fear
"Don't leave me here."

How can I help? What can I do?
Where are you?
"Are you a liar too?"

I go forward but fall down
Down, down, down
"Now who wears the crown?"

All around me dark things roam
I want to go home
"Forever you'll be trapped in our dome."

I call for help, but feel such doubt
How can I make it out?
"No one can hear you shout."

I collapse in pain
Acid rain
"With life what can you gain?"

I beg and plead
As I start to bleed
"Do you want to be freed?"

A knife digs into my heart
And then me and my dream part
I wake with a start

No darkness, no rain
No voices, no pain
Am I going insane?

Just a soft warm bed
A place to rest my head
I haven't bled?

Everything's all right, I find
Am I losing my mind?
No voices that aren't kind?

Ever so slowly I lie down again
Will I ever win?
Why must I have these dreams again and again?

I feel as though I'm trapped in a cage
War is what my nightmares wage
With a voice or a ghost or a witch or a mage

They trap me in my fear
At me they all leer
I'm all alone here

'Make them leave,' I pray
I whisper, "Just go away,"
And maybe they will . . . someday.

Land

Do you ever feel sort of . . . dead?
Like everything's just in your head?
Like your own skin you've shed?

Like your heart has shattered and won't go back together again
and you always lose but never win
because the world's just full of sin?

Like god has disappeared
and everything's as you've feared
because down at you everyone leered?

Like you've been beaten black and blue
and you just want everyone to shoo
because they can't possibly feel this way too?

Like the world's beaten you down
and all you can do is frown
because you've lost your only crown?

Like you can't make it another day
and nothing's going your way
because you're always the one who has to pay?

Like life's lost its purpose
and you feel like a show, a circus
because you need to resurface?

Like you're trapped in a pit
and you just want to quit
because everyone's so full of it?

You're just trying to get by
and you just need to cry
because everything's a lie

You need a helping hand
someone to understand

why you fall but never land

Because we all need a friend,
someone to stick with us till the end,
our broken hearts mend

I can be that someone, if you let me be
I can be your way out, your key
And all I ask in return is for you to do the same for me

A Hundred Heroes

"The world needs a hero," I heard you say,
But we all know that heroes often pay.
You looked at me and I shook my head.
"It couldn't be," I said,
"Heroes have to be wise and also fearless,
Have to smell lies and be tear-less.
It couldn't be me; I'm too small,
How could I help anything at all?"
You say, "Every hero is small at first
But they grow and quench their thirst.

"It's time for you to save the day;
Smile at the blue, make them the shade of may.
It's not that hard to be a hero,
Make a one out of a zero,
Put a smile on a strangers face,
All the frowns in the world replace.
It has to be you, because everyone's small.
It has to be you who gathers them all.
Because if everyone's there and everyone's trying
We can dry the tears of all the crying.
If we all work side by side
Then I'm afraid I have lied;

Because when we work together no one is small,
But we need someone to gather them all.
It could be you, it could be me
It could in fact be anybody
But if you believe it has to be you
Maybe others will too
And everyone will try a little harder,
Pay the full price instead of barter,
Spread around joy and a smile,
It will only take a little while
For everyone to be made a hero.
Because even a hundred has to begin with zero."

Stop

I don't want to fly
Because then I can fall
I don't want help
Because then I feel small
I don't want to swim
Because then I can drown
I don't want to smile
Because then I can frown

I don't want to talk
Because then I can slip
I don't want your heart
Because then it might chip
I don't want to love
Because then I can hurt
I don't want to listen
Because you might be curt

I don't want to act
Because then I can fail
I don't want to try
But to no avail
I don't want to laugh
Because then I can stop
I don't want a bubble
Because then it can pop

I don't want to feel
Because then I can cry
I don't want to live
Because then I can die
I don't want to dream
Because then I can wake
I don't want your trust
Because then it might break

I don't want more time
Because then I can waste it
I don't want to start
Because
             then
                    I
                      can
                            quit.

Long Dead

Faith is often misplaced
Love often goes to waste
Joy is often ignorance
Grace is often in absence
Fair is often just a fake
Truth is often a mistake
Peace is often an illusion
Hope is often just delusion
Courage is often stupidity
Justice often isn't for everybody
Trust is often broken
Freedom often only spoken
Unity is often not acted on
Dreams are often just a con
Strength is often only in your head
And chivalry is long dead

I would love to be proven wrong
with a word or something long
but unfortunately I am right
and if you don't like that, than fight!

Place your faith where you believe!
Love and happiness achieve!
Know the bad but still have joy!
Give grace to every girl and boy
Be wise and fair
Find the truth and actually care
Make peace; stop arguing over a little thing
Be realistic with your hope; bishop, not king
Be courageous, but think before you act
Your justice right and not lacked
Don't break somebody's trust
Have freedom, only talk about it if you must
Don't say you're united and then back-stab them
Think, don't follow you're dream on a whim
You have strength, but weakness is okay
And be chivalrous today