Undying Horizon

Listen to Undying Horizon by Richard Charles Stevens

Listen to Horizon by Dance With The Dead

writing isn’t therapy to me
it’s nothing short of everything to me
words don’t let me down
when i am drowning
all at sea
words don’t let me doubt myself
and leave me ill at ease
words give me relief
when i am down upon my knees
words help me to practice what i preach
writing isn’t therapy to me
and so you see
i’ll do so proudly and allow myself to breathe

mine is far from hobby
need not lobby for a vote
leave me feeling groggy
when i’m commonly provoked
tease me as an oddity
relieve me as commodity
to see me be dishonorably revoked
on a wing and prayer
words will not lean to doctrinaire
deem it obscene to share the hopes and dreams i openly declare

words remind me kindly of deserted trail behind me
as they guide me to the light some way before me
words don’t change their story
when i’m taking inventory
while the details may be gory
i’m a brief tale from repair

writing isn’t therapy to me
it’s nothing short of everything to me
words don’t let me down
when i am drowning
all at sea
words don’t let me doubt myself
and leave me ill at ease
words give me relief
when i am down upon my knees
words help me to practice what I preach
writing isn’t therapy to me
and so you see
i’ll do so proudly and allow myself to breathe

words cut through vast swathe of haze
on lazy days and danger nights
words revere sincerely glaze of tears that stain my angel eyes
words deny unkind persuasion hasten to decline
therefore by association
straighten wavered line
once i die
in full flight
words will scale the greatest heights
elevating skies
as they gracefully rise
for all time

unmistakably words claim my right to reprise
the performance of all former lives realigned
thus inviting the lightning to strike in the heart of a viking brave
spartan
or lion with mane
words are my way to say
i’m okay when reclining in the light entwined with hibernating shade

words parade the twain
and not a verse be slurred in vain
even in the blur of rain
my words concur with playtime thriving
striving to identify the cloud to prize its silver lining
words are entire universes furthermore defining
through enlightenment, entitlement and cycles of reprise
words are diamonds
vital source to shine

my thoughts
my hopes
my fears
my tears
my sweat
my blood
as souvenirs
my love in bid sincere to live through art
my cavalier heart moved to cheer the parts
of every bled rose red dead set to dance

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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