The heart of every man
The voice of every mouth
The wind in every sail
That drives them north or south

The wishes from the wind
The dreams in the cloud
The small spark of hope
That stands there tall and proud

The time that stops forever
The deadened life which lives
The space full of nothing
That takes more than it gives

The clash of swords
The rain comes red
The battle crys loud
That leaves all who fought dead

The smile and laughter
The sadness and tears
The sorrow and anger
The center of all fears

LOVE

The range and anger
The sadness and tears
The hurt and the longing
Of so many years

They build and build
And are never released
So on these feelings
My despair will feast

My heart is breaking slowly
But it’s not like you will know
I wear my masking smile
So my pain will never show

I tell no-one of this secret
Let them think that I’m okay
I’ll smile and laugh like always
Act the part I need to play

I know it would be better
If I was not here at all
So I’m sorry I’m not strong enough
To feel my body fall

On reading this, you’ll probably think
That my heart is made from stone
But sometimes, when no-one’s around
 I cry to myself

Alone

Love is the treasure

Time is the riddle

With no way to measure

Into our homes, and then it seeps

Into our hearts and turns them bad

And dark and miserable and sad

Our eyes they deceive and trick

Our mind makes our body sick

On our lives, it takes a hold

As strong as iron and just as cold

This is called the chill

      The blonde glanced across the crowded room, searching for the face she now loathed most in this world, and found him on the balcony of the second floor. In front of him stood a young girl, who looked about seventeen, and by the way she smiled shyly and kept her eyes to the ground, the blonde knew she was his next target. She could just imagine his deep, calm, voice showering the poor, defenceless girl with false hopes and compliments. The blonde felt sorry for the girl but watched on.

      The man lent in to whisper something into her delicate ear but, in doing so, tipped his drink all over her dress. She gave a small yelp and tried to wipe at the growing stain. A smile spread across the blonde’s face as she watched his apologize to the teen numerous times. She wasn’t interested. She ran off in search of her friends. As she left, the guy swore and threw his glass at the pillar beside him. Some of the girls near him screamed and the security guards headed in his direction.

      The blonde was happy to see the man getting kicked out of the club. She laughed and ordered herself a drink, relaxed at the thought that no girl could fall victim to his lies. Not for tonight at least. Taking a sip of her drink, she slowly wiped her tear streaked face. She closed her eyes and sank back into the comfortable recliner that she occupied.

‘Excuse me?’
The blonde opened her eyes in surprise.
‘Hi’ It was the seventeen year old. She was wearing a nice waist coat to cover up the stain in her dress.
‘Um. . .’ The girl said uncertainly. ‘Were you the girl that was with that guy earlier?You know? Brown eyes, curly hair?’
The blonde nodded slowly.
‘Are you and him like together or anything?’
‘Not anymore, but were. Ten minuted before he started talking with you,’ the blonde replied.
It was the other girls turned to be shocked.
‘I highly recommend never speaking to him again,’ the blonde continued.
The young girl nodded slowly then turned to leave. The blonde, satisfied that she had knocked some sense into her, took another sip of her drink. The young girl stopped, mid-stride, and stood, as if contemplating something.
‘My name’s Amii,’ she said finally, turning back around to face the blonde.
‘Felicity,’ the blonde said holding out her hand with a smile.
Amii took it and Felicity inclined her head to the recliner next to her.
‘Do you mind?’ Amii asked uncertainly.
‘Knock yourself out,’ she said with a laugh. ‘Want a drink?’
‘Absolutely. . .’

Two o’clock in the morning and both girls were starting to dose off. They were both covered in paint and their ears rang from the loud music. Felicity offered to walk Amii to her home, to which Amii agreed. Her apartment wasn’t that far away and two is always better than one. The pair exited via the side doors and started up the main road. A block up and they could still hear the music from the club, not that they took any notice of it. They were too busy swapping numbers and laughing at some poor girl who fell down the stairs. Two blocks away and they were already planning their next outing, a shopping trip in two days time. Amii laughed at her companion’s impression of the drunk bogans she once saw coming out of a pub and they were both in hysterics when Amii ran into the street light pole. They were still laughing when they turned into Amii’s street.

He walked slowly. A hooded figure coming out of the alleyway between Ammi’s house and an apartment building. The aura that surrounded him felt as black as night. When he turned to face the girls, they both shivered, but not from the breeze that blew at their faces. The moon was behind so the girls couldn’t see his face and his baggy, hooded jacket hid his body features making him un-identifiable. For a few, silent, seconds they all stood, frozen in their places. Then the hooded man put his hand in his pocket. Amii, thinking the worst, took this as an opportunity and ran back around the corner. Felicity knew she should have followed her new found friend’s example, but something held her in her place. From his pocket, the man pulled out a metallic object which shone in the light of the moon. Felicity held her breath when he pointed it at her, but let it all out when he changed direction and aimed it to something in the alleyway. He fired, she jumped and smothered a scream. She dared to look into the alleyway. Once again, the wrong decision. She saw the small shoes. Then the two jean legs. And that’s when her brain clicked. This time she did scream. Only, it was cut short by a loud, thundering noise.

Grow ever so cold

I’ll stay by the blazing hot fire

To one another

Our hearts are sold

Watch us kindle each other’s desire