End

Artist:  Fabian Perez

The old laughs at the new

I told you so 

rings loud and near

Fear imprisons a heart

a soul ~ a life ~ a love

never to be

The effort, the work

to be what she is

shows no value ~ so let life win

let it take her

She's done with the battle

lost the war

Dreams of death

drowning offshore

that is the future

that is her end 

The Hour

(Fabian Perez - artist)


The hour has come and passed, the one in which our good night is silent
it steals my breath and forces the dark around me to swallow
it strips the light from the room from the sky and sends me drifting
ever so slowly into my goose feathered pillow
Dreams grab hold of my thoughts and whip them round and round my head
searching for the one, the one that he wants, that he dreams
and then steals the thought before I can see it;
and yet, I know
what it is he is dreaming