

The Death of Neverland“Oh, Ho-ho!” Cried Peter, “The Cleverness of me!” As he lept into the air, flying circles around her swooning head, filling it with hopeless dreams. As he spun in the air like a drunken bird of prey she began to come to. Upon focusing, she would see the unnatural way the light reflected off of his baby teeth, as he bared them at her (in a very unchildlike manner). And she cried “What of the promises! What of the eternal youth!” at an unsympathetic audience. Peter continued his maddening dance and let out a evil cackle Of those who have outsmarted their naïve and willing prey. “Silly child, mythical dreams and unfounded promiThe Death of Neverland


The Vagabonds Last DreamDisappointed with the final accumulations of a life that promised to render more The fallible dreamer resigns his once hopeful position on this reality And wills a better one to follow, a paradise willed into existence Consoling a failed wanderer, leaving one last promiseThe Vagabonds Last Dream
And so the vagabond rules this weary journey a price paid And fully worth it’s hardships, as the new prize to be received Promises of bigger and better things, the possibilities this derelict never acquired Taking to heart the phrase heard his whole life “Salvation is acquired through Faith alone”
So he places the


The Fall of the StoicAt last I am at peace As the plugs you came withThe Fall of the Stoic
Have filled all the voids and patched all the holes That were specifically made for you. And you tell me I’m perfect, But I know I’m really just Perfect for you. In silence I walk you home And I feel each minute drop to the floor and shatter Never to be pieced together again, Like a Sicilian tile, As each day threatens to bring me farther from you And closer to Athens To be tempted by satyrs and nymphs Who want nothing more than to end the happiness That you have given me, That I do not deserve. &nb


Empathizing with StrangersI suppose that no one ever told you that the more you put into it The less you’ll get out Or else be able to get out of it. Some things we must learn the hard way, And you’ve learned it the hardest way of all; Straight out through your breast plate And on to the rough concrete. However your loss is a gainEmpathizing with Strangers
For the ants that crawl the bumps and cracks in the sidewalk Like so many mountains and gullies, As they near your ravished organ And begin to execute nature’s plan: Your severed heart is broken and bleeding, And those tiny ants, wonders really, begin to gnaw off


Welcome the DarknessI welcome darkness, To let it enfold, To hold me safe.Welcome the Darkness
To shield me from the madness, To protect me from the pain, Of this endless race,
Is the only way, Or so it appears, To those that have to face,
The endless toil, The exhausting grind, That would leave us a husk.
We strive to master, This undesired situation, Although it leads us to an early dusk
We lose sight of what is real, What really matters to us, By committing to this hopeless cause.
We need distance, We need perspective,
theres a suprise for you on my page.
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