" A Whisper Stuck in Time" by AB

I am playing hide and seek,
And I am left to find.
I open every single door,
And window in my mind.
Wondering when I'll find my way,
The past I've left to hide.
looking for the perfect me,
But me I can't devied.
Serching trough this emptiness,
Through this world of crime.
Trying to find a wave to catch,
A whisper stuck in time.

" Letting Dreams Fly" by AB

I am awake,
I am alive,
I will have faith,
I will not cry,
I will still love,
Keep joy alive,
Hope conquers fears,
Letting dreams fly.

"Everything Under the Sun" by AB

You said, should I go,
And I said, yes, no,
And everything under the sun.
You said, your confused,
And I ask was I used,
And I feel like a fool in the end.
Now I can see,
That you never loved me,
And I feel so worthless, and shamed.
For me it was true,
But I see that for you,
I was only a muse in the end.
So after this day,
Best friends we must stay,
Unless your confution, should end.
Then I'll ask, should I go,
And you'll say, yes, no,
And everything under the sun.

"Arctic Wolf" pencil drawing by AB

"Thier Screams Were Never Heard" by AB

When is it right to injure,
We are killing them every day,
If I inflict, than I am a torcher,
And that is not my way.
What is the differance between us,
If I don't speak my mind,
If I can't stand for myself,
Then let me stand at there side.
They are still and quite.
Thier lives they did not give.
Thier lives were taken from them,
Thier lives no more to live.
They screamed, and begged and pleaded.
They cried, but with never a word.
And so they screamed in silance,
A plead that no one heard.
Thier love ones died before them,
Sometimes they watched them die,
Thier eyes were sick and pleading,
For someone to hear thier cry.
They don't speak our language,
But I could understand,
And if you to would listened,
Beside us you might stand.

" Water Lily " Pencil by AB

"When Dreams Hit Reality" By AB

When dreams hit reality,
something has to give.
I wish that I could never wake,
my dreams that I might live.
But when the morning light arrives,
and I am still alive,
I wonder when that day will come,
My dreams will have to die.
Each second passes without stop,
the clock keeps ticking on.
My life is flying by this way,
and now my dreams are gone.
I left them by the wayside,
A struggle to servive.
and if I ever find my way,
my dreams are not alive.
Why did I do this to myself,
I gave away my soal.
I thaught that I would get it back,
but cant afford the toll.
....and If morning never came ,
and I did not awake.
I think I would be happier,
in the dream world I would make.