Well in the sky

i fell into the well in the sky,

to pull me out , the men they try,

the void keeps sucking me in,

all i do is bear and grin,

swirling in the emptiness around,

reaching out for the firm ground,

Pentacles floating about,

They look at me and they pout,

They refuse to guide my life,

to bestow mercy on my strife,

In am hanging in here,

my silence is for you to hear

Being Afraid

why are you afraid of happiness?

cause it will take wings anytime and leave you high and dry?

why are you afraid of love?

cause it will bond you and enslave you?

why are you afraid of the other realm?

cause it will make you neglect reality?

why are you afraid of yourself?

cause you still don't know who you are?

why are afraid of the world?

cause it is bent upon stirring up your calm?

why are you afraid of moving ahead?

cause of meeting another cul-de-sac?

why are you afraid of questioning?

cause it is a never ending maze?

why are you afraid of words?

cause they are hollow and yet they are all you have?