I’M FREE

mistymorrning

Floating in the dark of night

After birds have taken flight.

Out in the sea, I drift alone

Where no one else dares to roam.

Tears fall upon my face

As they increase their pace.

I am flooded with grief and despair.

I free my braid and cut chunks of hair.

I don’t need to be a beauty anymore.

He’s walked out of the proverbial door.

I am free to drift with the night or

Visit the depths of the ocean floor.

No one searches for me.

I take a step, I’m free.

FREE

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness.
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

A ROAD TRIP

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I’m taking a road trip.

I shouldn’t have let that slip.

I’m trying to get away

To find a new place to stay.

Where troubles are left behind.

A place that no one can find.

Please don’t follow me.

I yearn to roam free.

Up ahead is a street light.

It’s the only one in sight.

I slow down and roll to a stop.

My car door opens with a pop.

My troubles line up on the road,

Waiting for me to stop, I’m told.

I can’t escape them this time

And not from this awful rhyme.

At the next chance, I get,

I’m off, ready and set.

 

DARE TO DREAM

DARE TO DREAM

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets are hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness.
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

THE DEAD GAME

DARE TO DREAM

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown.
Dare to dream of flight,
A dream of being unknown.

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see more clearly
Of what I can dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
I will leap past boundaries
That I have created of my own.

Darkness hides all secrets
Beneath its cloak of despair.
Secrets that lie safe and secure
Under the cloak of my hair.

At night I can roam free
Without the hindrance of others.
I can leap over castle walls,
Past the slombering mothers.

Looking down at all below me,
Sleeping in their beds of down,
I can see how I am different
As my eyes sweep the town.

MUSIC OF THE ROAD

musicmovesyou

Music can soothe the soul.

Life can takes its hard toll.

You need time to roam.

Far away from home.

Listen to the music of the road.

If I may be so open and bold.

Watch the bright colors unfold.

It can be gorgeous I’m told.

DARE TO DREAM

DARE TO DREAM

When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see clearly
Of what I shouldn’t dare.

Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
Boundaries cannot stop
Me from being so bold.

I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown,
Dare to dream of my flight,
And dream of where I have flown.

Secrets hidden in darkness,
Beneath a cloak of despair.
Shadows roaming in blackness.
A striking and deadly pair.

At night I can roam free
And sail forth on gossamer wings.
Be all that I can be
No matter what the dark night brings.

FOREST OF MY DREAMS

Lost in the forest of my dreams.

To roam forever in the darkest night.

Never to feel the sun’s kiss my face.

Alone to face the worst of my fears.

Wolf will come for me in this forest.

To take me on his journey down below.

I will become one wth him and his kind.

Never to see my one true love ever again.

THE DEAD GAME

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RIP

desertbeagle

May The Dead rest in peace.

Way under the earth they may roam.

Far away from our shores.

As long as they find a new home.

THE DEAD GAME

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MUSIC OF THE ROAD

musicmovesyou

It’s a long and beautiful road. 

Music can soothe the soul.

Life can takes its hard toll.

You need time to roam.

Far away from home.

Listen to the music of the road.

If I may be so open and bold.

Watch the bright colors unfold.

It can be gorgeous I’m told.

INTO THE FOREST

 INTO THE FOREST


I will lie down on the forest floor.
I could not ask for anything more.
A soft bed to hold my head.
Flowers to cover me red.

The night turns windy and chilly. 
At least it's not too hilly.
The moon is moving into place.
I'm beginning to fear this place.

Time for me to go home.
No time for me to roam.
I hope to meet only friend, not foe.
Too bad I forgot which way to go.

A PLACE FOR DARK THOUGHTS

A great place for dark thoughts.
A place to roam,
searching for ghosts and shadows.
Who lived here?
Are they still living here?
Are they alive or spirits?
Unfortunately, that’s how my mind works.

A DARK CASTLE

A dark castle.
Imagine what stories
its walls could tell if
they could talk to us.
Stories of the families
who had lived there.
Are there ghosts lurking
inside these walls?
Spirits who have unfinished business.
Maybe we could see them roaming
the empty halls at night.
This what happens when you have
an over-active imagination.

TO ROAM FREE

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ROAM FREE

So beautiful.
So mysterious.
The noble beast.
They work for us but never complain.
They carry our loads but never hesitate.
They keep their beauty despite their burdens.
The perfect creation.

tulipnight:

The sunlight cannot be blocked by the trees.
It is strong and bright.
It cannot be contained.
It must be allowed to flow free.
Like all things in nature,
the sun shines strong and free.

WHAT'S LEFT OF ME

a-thelittledevil:

I USED TO BE A REAL CAT.
NOW I’M JUST A SHADOW
OF WHAT I USED TO BE.

RED MOON

i-wanted-to-live-in-paradise:

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A paradise with a red moon.
Where shadows roam the streets at night.
Howling can be heard in the wind.
That is how my mind works.
Oh well.

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