You both grow so much every day,
yet in my eyes you will always remain my baby...

Never felt so much wrath,
Blood boils to within a cinder...

A trunk stands proudly with its toes in the earth
looking much like two people in a tight embrace...

Too easy to yearn for the simpler times
when everything was colourful...

Born in blood
love blankets the pain...

Gazing at the shoreline
realisation ripped his soul...

Now that man has finalised his beginning
not knowing where nature's lies scream...

A blank canvas, a cliché on its own
should I paint a heart...

**resubmitted and edited, probably needs a lot...
Purpose discovered...

Now I know it is all too much
stumbling, then falling hard...

Staring too hard at my reflection in a simple...
I tumble...

Rainbow chasing dreams
Flying, falling, slow running...