stationary position with a stance kept strong,
his eyes stare deep and his blade turns long,
a reflection of redness shine burns bright,
as blood drips from his sword from an unfair fight,
the sun dries it thick to only be wiped clean,
after a slice so quick it was unseen,
a calming wind blows parting his hair,
turning his head completely unaware,
another blade slices skin in the same spot,
the pain experienced is what he got,
an uncaring face hits the dirt with a spread,
as revenge was sort and to bring back his head.

Almost at the top of the business ladder,
surrounded by those that made him madder,
knowledge was his power to hold his own,
but making to here he was never alone,
supported by his family holding behind,
their efforts were all to him combined,
insanity swept over his intelligent brain,
as he held in the hurt to never complain,
to top it all off the tax hit him hard,
audited which put up his guard,
storming out and into the park across the street,
his stomach gurgled for something to eat,
jumping forth and biting them quick,
swallowing the ducks whole without being sick,
he returned with blood still on his shirt,
feathers floating as others wonder if he is hurt,
staring into the eyes of the auditors as they look,
slowly they leave and do not try to rebook,
avoiding contact as he lets them all pass,
they leave him alone because he will have bills out his ass.

Shooting into the darkness with a flash so bright,
imprinted on the eyes to see the shapes of light,
closing eyelids tight to press harder for an image to see,
focusing on the shapes and using it for a memory,
a step is taken with cautious stride into that place,
as a sweat bead rolls and accumulated down a rough face,
reaching what is thought to be a corner of the trail,
the darkness the worst enemy but this mission cannot fail,
another shot into the dark place to gather another flash,
then moving onwards again for until a wall comes to crash,
a sharpened spike cuts into the hand causing the gun to drop,
holding tight to the wound and coming to a complete stop,
reaching down to pick it up while feeling around,
but then remembering the exit is only ahead to be found,
crawling forwards then feeling the door and handle to reach,
opening it up and hearing the high pitched hinge screech,
a light at the end of the tunnel seen ahead,
as now the stenches of death with smell of the dead,
looking back now to the place where the gun lays,
lit up by the light through the door exposing the metal rays,
crawling back as something is heard over dripping saliva from above,
it sniffs the air because it is blind as the blood is what it will love,
sliding across the floor and grabbing the gun in one hand,
pointing it towards this thing as shaking but able to stand,
shooting into the darkness with a flash and scream heard,
the creature dies without an understandable word.

He came when there was nothing else to hold,
this began a story that yet remains untold,
burns on the skin from passions ignited bright,
woke up thinking and went to sleep saying goodnight,
now with thoughts more of him in your mind,
you cannot just sit and leave it all behind,
the hold developed claws that scratch now with pain,
with the forbidden length of love cannot happen again.

The amazing man was amazed in himself,
gaining an amount of untold wealth,
from an idea he presented that had no rival,
when before he worked at barely his survival,
it was so simple but he just didn't think,
but one night while sleeping he began to link,
the dream told him so with that he used,
a clear outlook on it he was not confused,
the idea came when nothing else would,
at first he wondered if he should,
but he confided with a close friend his idea,
and that person told him to do it without any fear,
then he pushed forwards to do it now,
he invented a device to collect fartgas from a cow.

I wait for you and you may not come,
patience is small except for some,
awaiting forever it could seem,
i hope again we can be a team,
watching your name for it to light,
shining more than biggest bright,
thinking of things i could say,
then forgetting them the very next day,
i don't know when it will begin to hurt,
but remain here watching and always alert.

taste of freshness passing over the lips,
my desires run down gripping your hips,
food in oil ignites a flame under the pot,
now your meal is steamy and hot,
and a fork is placed at the side,
like of the taste until you've tried,
it runs smooth down becoming part of you,
too much pleasure came from this stew.

molten metals crash against the chain,
crushing the links but strengths still remain,
sparks of heated embers bounce across stone,
the harder the hitting with sweating muscles groan,
echoes of metal chimes touch each wall,
another hit so hard it causes the chain to fall,
a look of unexpected freedom morphs his streak line face,
forever it seems he was hitting with intent to escape this place,
turning to leave with a smile cutting deep into his cheeks,
he tries to walk but his legs unable to move for weeks,
crawling while and taking short steps towards the light,
he drags himself over the rocks to reach a greater height,
pupils adjust to the sun touching his soaked wet eyes,
reaching the outside with freedom his tear dries,
lifting with little strength in his unstable stand,
the outside comes into focus to show a wonderful land.

the crash of overflowing ocean waves,
fills and subtracts from the seaside caves,
white bubbles hissing with millions of pops,
the balance of power rages then stops,
drawing back with equal power getting fast,
until the next wave hits with an explosive blast,
shaping the hard from the soft over time so long,
as how i wish Pheonix J can turn this into a song.

put in piles of pillared pages,
learning less for larger stages,
any of amounts aged from all,
never nailed on a narrow wall,
taken to tomorrow to tell a tale,
sealed with slime slipped in mail,
another annotation of answers told,
not needed with notes numbers unfold,
deceasing devastation to develop degrees,
treated trunks of tethered trees,
rolled in rituals and rather rain,
environmental evolution ever strain,
episodes of equality endeavor to tell,
single sheets served to sell.