Lifeless

And suddenly

He breathes.

The torment will never cease.

The fear grows

in my fading

hours.

Fated

Hours continue to pass.
Another day faded into the past.

How many more must we lose?

Lift my chin.
Open my eyes.
I  cannot run from fate.

Insanity has a way of seeping under your skin
and into your mind
when you're not looking.

Like something of a nightmare
it comes to you
when you least expect it.

While you are at your most comfortable

It takes you
like a thief
in the night.

Come morning
your family
is left
picking up the pieces
that lay before them.

Shattered.

Hurt.

I take this hurt
and I write it down
for the world to read
knowing full well
that they won't.

I take this hurt
and I set fire to it.
Hoping,
watching
in anticipation
that it catches
and burns
with a passion so bright
I could move an audience
to tears.
to revolution.

I take this hurt
and cry it out.
The heart wrenching
pain.

Another soul.
Too young.
Is lost.

One heart stops.
I wonder
Those final moments.

How wild the fire cries.

Call to Arms

The days are growing shorter.
Colder.

Soon
snow will cover
all that we have left.

We gather today
to speak of survival.
Of continuing on
despite the hardships
despite the thought
that dances in the back
of our minds

This is not enough. 
We are not enough. 

And while we
at times
may feel inadequate
We have survived this much

There is no way
-not even in the farthest depths of Hell-
that I will back down now.

But I can only do so much.
I need you.
All of you.
And together
we can stand up
Fight.

Together.
We will survive.
As we have,
as we will.

It will not be easy
-It never is.

We will lose some.
Many...
I do not know.
But let those we have lost
and will lose,
not die in vain.

Today
I ask of you
All of you
To fight.

The hardest part
Is knowing
We won't live forever.
And it pains me
To know this.