I Stood In The Forest,

If you had to choose one,

Between two,

Who would you choose?

There really is no lie,

Impossible to deny,

Why, why, why,

Does it always have to end in demise.

Neither is better,

A heart compared to a feather,

Can't I choose all?

Or must one fall?

- I am torn.

It is the very existence of time,

Then comes the lingering lives,

The loss of death.

Would piercing one's heart with an arrow,

Be any different than with words?

Horizons by TheHen

The sun’s setting,

The mix of memories,

Intertwined with the warm colors,

Through sunrise and sunset,

Through the rising tide,

We ride,

Along the horizons.

Horizons are where land and sky merge,

Where the possibilities emerge,

There is not one horizon,

But infinite horizons.

Look afar,

And watch the gliding seagulls,

As they twist and turn and soar,

Along the horizons.

We see one line,

But maybe it’s just too fine,

Because beyond the horizon,

Lies unknown hope and faith.

We are mortal,

With lives that can die,

And fade away,

But if you wish,

If you try,

We can fly,

Along the horizons.

Our faces,

Pelted with the crashing waves,

And the howling wind,

But the horizons,

So beautiful,

The sunrise and set,

Illuminate the skies into something more.

The tears that leak from our eyes,

Not sorrow,

But joy,

The smiles that will be true,

After the sight,

It’s nothing like we’ve seen before,

Like the magnificent stars and endless skies,

But, something, just something more.

The blinding light,

It erases the night,

Horizons,

Are more than what meets the eye,

Like the glowing speck of life,

Yet so vast,

We feel like crying,

With smiles of the newfound unknown.

Walk along the shores,

And watch afar,

Beyond the seas and depths,

Beyond the shadows and people,

Our delight like the brightest light,

Stride through and try,

To fly above the skies,

Along the horizons.

Goodbye

What am I to you?

I feel like it's my cue,

To put my hand in the air,

Since you said you cared,

Just to leave me there.

So few rememeber,

The definition of joy,

Now it's already December,

A few weeks,

Till a whole new year.

We wipe away the tears,

Saying we're all clear,

Pretending that others are not in fear,

Living just for our own selves,

Hiding the secrets in shelves,

Smiling in fake cheer.

Now that you lied,

Now that you think you tried,

Now that you are free,

You forget to be there for me.

I'm not waiting anymore.

I thought you knew before,

But you're just another traitor,

Thinking I'm just a hater.

Opening the door,

I turn my back,

Bringing my pack,

Waving my hand,

Setting off to a new land.

I'm sorry,

But there's no choice better.

It may tear us apart,

Scar our hearts,

However,

I only have one thing to say.

"Goodbye."

Romance is blind,

The single lost kiss,

So hard to find,

The unknown bliss,

Hidden in the leaves of the Earth,

I'm still waiting,

For true love to birth.

I call your name,

Because I'm a flightless bird,

I long for the days when you would hear,

The echoes,

The waiting,

Of my sorrow.

Life

We're always lost cats,

Playing our torturous lives,

Chasing on life's tail.

Swallow's Dance

The azure, gentle swallow,

Perched on its branch,

The leaves that rustle and whisper,

Accompanying the twitters and chirps,

The beautiful melody gliding through,

The seams of the windows,

Mesmerizing in its trance.

Then the wind blew,

As the leaves chattered,

The tree strong, unwilling to bow,

To the relentless storm,

Protecting the swallow,

Who hid among the branches,

Feeble and silent.

No songs float through the air,

Though the rain takes its place,

Splitter, Splatter,

A collective rhythm,

Amplified by the wind’s howl,

And the bustling of the leaves.

As the swallow slept soundly,

Through the lullaby of the rain,

It awoke at the crack of dawn,

Ruffled its feathers,

Then took flight in its wake,

A magnificent sight as its slender body,

And the long waving tail,

Glided above the skies,

The feathers fluttering,

Sweeping the air with it,

The dance and the song,

A sign of life, harmonious nature,

A beauty to behold,

A swallow’s stance,

And its remarkable dance.

Phantom by TheHen

The silence in the air,

The burdens that I bear,

Life is so unfair,

No one will ever care.

They told me,

That this is my fate,

That I must follow,

And just be blind,

Even if it took all,

Made everyone fall,

I must fulfill my fate,

Before it’s too late.

There were so many,

Who came to me,

And asked how to be free.

So I led them to the tree,

Where we came to see,

That we were meant to be,

Forever friends,

Even to,

The darkest ends,

Of the sun and moon.

When noon rises,

And midnight falls,

I’m far from asleep.

I watch the horizon,

The hills that lie so far,

Like the stars in the sky,

That twinkle with mystery.

I take the wisps of wind,

And blow them away,

The traces of their presence,

Swirling in the breeze.

Everyday,

I hide in the dark,

Watching people’s lives,

Or just waiting to strike,

To hold the crimson blade.

But everytime,

I find myself frozen,

Unable to bring their lives down,

Afraid to just… erase them,

To devastate their families,

And friends,

And whatever they lived for.

There are dreams that I await,

For them to become reality,

But I know,

That I’m dead inside.

The chaos,

The cyclone,

That never subsides,

I’m dead inside,

But even so,

I’m still alive.

The friends I made,

They were there,

And fought the wars,

By my side.

The chaos may never subside,

No matter the sacrifices I make,

To protect them,

And prevent the end.

Though many were there,

Others never care.

Fake friends,

That betrayed me,

That turned around,

And said goodbye.

I tried to ignore it all,

Tried not to be shattered,

But there are times,

When I fell to my knees,

Every drop rippling,

The reflecting lake,

Under the stars.

They called me a legend,

The reason why I faded,

And became shaded.

Though I could slice,

And had the will to sacrifice,

I was hated,

Known as a traitor,

Because I just couldn’t do it.

A failure,

Weak and mere,

Only filled with fear.

That may have been true,

But now I just stand through,

The desolations of ash and blood,

Though they streak my face,

And trace my silhouette,

I am a survivor.

I was the shadow,

Who lurked in the abyssal night,

Who gazed at the stars in the sky,

Who was a traitor,

A failure,

To all.

I cried so many tears,

Even after all those years,

Their throats slit,

Right in front of my eyes.

I tried to defy,

But now I’m here,

Restrained by chains,

Banished from the place I loved,

Yet hated.

Baited,

I walked aimlessly into traps,

One after another.

Hypnotized,

I was blinded by the speculation,

The illusions.

I guided so many lives,

Their desperation and sorrow,

That flood through them,

Receded when I revealed,

That there is always a better tomorrow.

But my namesake,

I was meant to be alone,

In the dark,

There is so much you don’t know,

The tears I cry,

The hate because of my fate,

The lies I’ve told,

The sacrifices I made,

To save them,

To try and change,

Despite my differences.

The secret power that I was given,

Was not to be harnessed as a tool,

How come I was such a fool?

Bloodied,

Torchered,

Burned,

I still survive,

But I always regret,

And I’ll never forget,

The mistakes I made,

The burdens I still carry,

The lives died for an unknown purpose,

The pain marked into me,

Is not the hell they created,

It’s the scars that tear me apart,

That scorched me to the bone.

I shall never be forgiven,

But I’ll live on,

Despite all the blame,

And flames.

After all those days,

None of them could ever stay,

So now I’m here,

Nothing but mere,

With secrets and power,

Unknown to you.

Phantom,

The name that I always cherished,

That I always loved,

No matter what.

Like a shadow in the quietest night,

I’m watching and waiting for,

My purpose and time,

To twirl the stars in my grasp,

And change everything.