

Curse the Day Once again the night comesCurse the Day by *RTShields
The rare moon rises beyond the trees
And a hidden part of me rears towards it
Howling and screaming in pain
As my heart, once again, falls to pieces.
Oh day how I curse you
For finding the stitching that held me together
And pull by pull until my closed wounds became undone
Until I feel the warmth of blood flow once more
Why won't you stop tormenting me?
Why can't I grow numb
Why can't I let her go
Why must my heart force these tormenting feelings
I would rip you out and burn you if I didn't need you
But I cannot live on stone
My mind curses my heart
Yet my heart has a strong will of its own
It kno


This Side of Dreaming The heavy sound of rain was drowning out my earsThis Side of Dreaming by *RTShields
She walked closer with a smile hidden behind strands of heavy hair
Her clothes soaked through and limp, as blue as her beautiful eyes.
As I took a step towards her with a quickened step.
She looked at me and opened her lips to speak.
"Today is has a high of 64 with a 30 percent chance of rain. And now, Natalie Grant!"
The sound of I Will Not Be Moved blasted through the rain scattering it everywhere.
I fell out of bed with a whimpering cry from hitting the bookshelf.
This side of dreaming I rather dislike
The interruption of the daily grind I'd rather not face
Bring me back to that cl


More than Words You're awesome, have I ever told you that?More than Words by *RTShields
Incredible, wondrous, sublime, portentous
Enough to over power the vocabulary of men
Startastical may be a better word
Perhaps maybe dancinostro spoken in a Spanish twang.
There are so many words yet there's never enough
To describe all that make you shine so bright
Anything original quickly turns to a cliche
Anything cliche begins to unravel in your presence
Language fails at the mere thought of your name.
I can devote entire novels to you and I have
A character to a minute yet strong portion of your personality
Whole worlds to show what I've found to be beautiful in you
Ridges and crac


His name is Light Down the country road she strollsHis name is Light by *RTShields
Stones clinking as she kicked them off into the distant horizon
She stares off, to what was behind her where the sun was setting
She gazes ahead to the twilight fast approaching
Her eyes were partially glazed over
Once full of vigor, now a mutely gray brown
The questions of why's slipped through her lips
Small streams, flowing unchecked down her cheeks.
In her hands she held forth a small ball of light.
With each beat of her heart, the light pulsed
With each break, the ball became once more cracked
Allowing the light to stand against the winds of change ill protected
She used to have a companion,
