Volume II

In the year Zero
The NoWhere Man ruled the world
On his Zero day
He did nothing, in his usual way
No speeches were made
     no flags unfurled
A day like any other
     for a man without a clue
Living in the Middle of NoWhere
     with the world at his command
     he looked at it's creatures without a care
     and carried on as if they weren't there
At mid year, with zero months still
all his accomplishments totalled nil
He used his reign to help no one
    made no plans and offered no solutions
and regarding his own situation,
               nothing was done
At the end of year Zero
     no one said goodbye
     to the NoWhere Man
Infact, they were glad to see him go
And on his zero day, with no seconds on the clock
The NoWhere Man said nothing
     and crawled back under his rock
© Wildheart 1996

Bury me alive
     and leave me smoothered in darkness
Because pain rips at my soul
     bleeding from within
     growing weaker everyday
And I have nowhere to go
Outside a pale November sun
     a little warm glow
Black, leafless elm trees
     with branches like barbed wire
Keeping me from the only warmth I know
I want to live, but I don't know how
     in the icy wind
     on a dead world
And there's no comfort waiting inside
So dig my grave
     it's a good place to hide
From nightmares
     piranhas in the dark, nipping at my feet
     invisible hands, invading my sleep
     a face in the window, destroying my dreams
Bury me alive and leave my tombstone blank
They can't destroy what they can't find
Hide the beauty
     and forget about me
Because I have nowhere to go
© Wildheart 1996

Several dozen hearts
One can break
     while another heals
One can wait
     while others scheme
     search for yet more hearts to steal
Several dozen hearts
     feed one poison mind
Covered by a fragile veil
     of dainty verses
     and painted smiles
          all too beautiful to behold
But please,
     notice the trail of blood behind
The blood of stolen hearts
     needed for a loveless brain
One can break
One can wait
One can die and be replaced
But the pain of poison
     eating away all things precious
     can never be erased
© Wildheart 1996

The boiling rage of an angel
     fallen into the lake of fire
          daring to question
          authority absolute
Forgive me father if I don't beg
     for your forgiveness
     for my rage
     forgotten so long
          locked in a cage
Leave me to burn
I'll set myself free
I won't apologize
     for your discomfort
I just didn't realize
that you have the right
to do
what ever you might
do to me
what a thoughtless child I've been
     to insist
     that my body belongs to me
© Wildheart 1996

The things that dreams are made of 
Are as dangerous as the night
The dusk of twilight
          calls me to forget
     the sensibilities of everyday life
I can have whatever I want
     if only for a moment
     if only for this time
He's dangerous as the night
          in the dark streets
     that run through my mind
Like a leaf in the wind
I leave my better judgment behind
Soar through the black
          that calls me to give in
     and follow
          a dark wooded path
     leading to my hearts desires
To discover the mystery
     known only in dreams
© Wildheart 1992

A cold wind blows
          an icy chill right through me
     or was it only
          a cold shoulder
          an icy glare
Your moods rule the world
When you are happy
          you let me smile
     and when you're sad
          my tears must flow
Silence like a knife at my throat
     keeps me quiet
     no words will pass from these lips
     until you have something to say
To be in your world
     is to be trapped in the eye of a storm
     deadly calm
     with turmoil all around
Desperately searching for those rare rainbows
     and rays of light
     inbetween the storms that rule your world
© Wildheart 1996

It's a mystery to me
and I don't know where to go
I dream that you're here
when I know that you're not
I believe that you care
and hope that I'm right
Am I wasting my time
     wondering
          as the day turns to night
Looking to infinity
pondering the reasons
     that I still have hope for you
From you
     confusion is all I get
     sending me spiraling
          through the confusion
          that my life has become
     throught black and light
     blinded and blinding
Looking to the sky
     with eyes open wide
     searching for answers
     pondering the reasons
With a thousand questions
What do the stars know that they won't tell me
In what should I believe
     if not my dreams
© Wildheart 1991

Time, technology and distance
     work so well together
Half a world away
     a message sent from the heart
those words on the screen
     really do brighten the day
In the dark, distance grows
     multiplied by infinity
          plus eternity
All the time in the world to ponder the distance
but not a second to spare
     respond immediately, before all is lost
Deleted
Half a world away
reality realized
forever apart
© Wildheart 1996

My sacrifice
     and what have you learned?
That death is where I used to live
Hiding in a grave
     fearing my own life
     and my own mortality
Now, face to face with death
     and so alive
I have learned that terror didn't destroy me
     the grave was never filled
     it was so easy to get out
Alone, alone
In that dark cavern
I lay for so long
Waiting for death to give me a reason to live
© Wildheart 1997