Alex-Strife

In the shadows of life we will face trials and temptations that we were never meant to face.   Many beings suffer from these trials and cannot overcome the pain and suffering of their afflictions.   Why then do we as human beings carry on through life, what is it that drives the human spirit to carry on and survive when the rest of nature seems so hell bent on forcing us to give in? For some it's the taste of a bittersweet drink that lets them forget their troubles until the new day.   And so they quite literally 'drink' their troubles away.   Slowly destroying their body and mind with each innocent sip. Others try to fend off the truth a

I wonder, now as I lay here in the night, if some of us are just not meant to be.   I watch as those around me find the heart's desire and find their peace and love.   And yet, as I sit here I know that those I care for walk away, for a time they speak words so sweet, say things and give promisses they will never keep.   I smile as I hear them speak of their love and yet, soon they turn and walk away, having found a heart that gives them more.   More then I shall ever be, its painful at times, to hear the ones I love say they shall always love me, then they just walk away and leave me in the darkness, an echo of a forgotten part of there life

What is my life, if not but a fight, I fight for my right, but what is that right. Is it the right to fight, or perhaps a right to be a light. To face each day and each night, with the might, That someday, some way I might go beyond my fight. Can I have such a right, to live a life without my fight, Or am I to fight for my right to live life with all my might. Why, why must I find the way, Why can't I just get away. I want to live free, I want to live right, I want to be away from my endless night. I want a life, without this pain, This pain that will not die, the pain of never knowing why. Why oh why must I go on, to go on and o

To be what we are to be Are you to be by fate, by force, Or are we to be by choice, are we meant to be what we wish to be, If so are we destine to be what we wish to be, can we say that fate has no hold over us Fated to be what we do not see, and in the light we fight to face that fate we do not wish to be For in the heart we are apart, body, soul, and mind we are all once and none, each to carry our fate Leaving to us the fate that we force ourselves to see, and by doing, we change our fate, and become free.

I have become what all men fear, the darkness consuming the light as the last bits of hope fall away as a fading cry.   I leave no trace, no chance, no life in my wake.   My power is limitless, my might unequaled.   My vileness is merciless and my judgement without remorse, I have because what brave men fear in the darkest of nights. I am that which lays dorment in the souls of the wicked until the time is right, I spring forth without warning and without pause, and in my strike I leave nothing to chance.   I am what you fear, I am the darkness unleashed, I am, the part of you that you have never wished to face.

This is how it happened...I just finished the household chores for the night and was preparing to go to bed, when I heard a noise in the front of the house. I opened the door to the front room and to my surprise, Santa himself stepped out from behind the Christmas tree. He placed his finger over his mouth so I would not cry out. "What are you doing?" I started to ask. The words choked up in my throat, and I saw he had tears in his eyes. His usual jolly manner was gone. Gone was the eager, boisterous soul we all know. He then answered me with a simple statement. "TEACH THE CHILDREN!" I was puzzled; what did he mean? He anticipated my quest

Into the darkness I come as a shadow of night In the cold shallows I whisper of the light I speak for the words that could never be said I speak for the memories of the dreams now dead What more has this memory of life's last symphony What tattered heart and soul's final cry in anarchy Watch now as this whisper fades in the night Listen as final breath leaves the shadow of light

Its feels like forever now, I've walked along this trail, lives come and go and still, I stand alone.   I call myself the wind now days, because I come into one's life when they need it most, and then, when its time has past I simple fade away.   You know I've cried alot, for many reasons, but none so great as what I tell you now. This burden that I carry, it weighs heavy on my soul.   I guess walking in this life has finally taken its toll.   I burn inside, a pain none seem to see, a pain that travels along with me, it never eases, never calms, it grows more violent by the moment, more painful by the hour.   Sometimes it gets the best of me

There I stood, on this dark day And there you went, just turned away I wish you would just tell me here I wish again, I could hold you near Give you that chance, give you an ear To have someone take away your fear But you just turn away Ignoring me for another day Oh I wish I could find the way To bring me back to you someday