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Days End

The sun beats red
Pastel colors fill the sky
Could there be anymore said
Should I bother asking why

Through the darkening woods
The sun sets between the trees
Would this be better is it could
Could this be life misunderstood

To seize the moment
To breathe the air
To see my heaven sent
Beside me, always there

I silence it speaks
In words in reveals
Just wait until the peak
The essence will heal

Beautiful the day ends
Majestic the night begins
Sorrow for the wounds not mended
Yet joy for the end of sin

The deep of thought
Is as dark as night
The words that brought
Peace to troubled minds

Why choose me to share with you,
Your life, your ways, your place of serenity
How am I even remotely good enough
For all you have to offer

Days with you are magic
The nights are surreal
Just being with you alone
Makes everything so real

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006



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Gone

One wrong turn has left you crying
Ones you’ve loved have left you dying
The hand that pulled you close
Is now pulling you away

Happiness has turned to sadness
All your dreams have turned to madness
Where to turn when the street signs
Have changed their names

Stopping in a pile of quicksand
Maybe I should help you understand
But who am I to say?
I’m still going the wrong way

Get your bag it’s time to go
To all those people you will show
Who you are is better
Than whom you are gone

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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My Urn

I’m searching for a way our,
Hoping to find an open door
Looking for a familiar face
One I’ve seen before

The tears well up in my eyes 
And distort the only thing I see
The shadows feel like home
Yet prevent me to breathe

Every fracture in the seem 
Gives out a ray of light
A realization that this is factual 
Is penetrating my broken heart

Dust to dust and ash to ash
Is what I’m becoming in this urn of mine
Straining desperately to break free
Before it consumes my life

The shadows beckon me to reside
In this illusion of freedom
Telling me who I am
Or rather, who they want me to be

Disavowing this as truth
I languish over the possibility
That I’m killing myself slowly
As I’m declining the solace I find in you

So I ask you this question,
Do you, as do I 
Cry for the chance to breathe again
But yet in bitter anguish
Cry for the chance to die?

But does any of it matter?
Do you care?
The answer is answered
In your eyes as you stare

I’m trapped in this place
This urn where I am kept
Under your control
Where you laughed as I wept

I’m your prized possession
You won me fair and square
I am taken out to make you happy
Then thrown back in when your contentment is there

The questions linger
As I lay quiet
My piece of mind is lost
Trampled in the riot

Will I ever be free
I suppose it’s up to me
Or will I die
In this urn of mine

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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Dying Bouquet

Like a dying bouquet
I wither right away
I don’t know why I’m here
Or if I should bother to stay

Good things happen by chance
Bad things happen by me
Will I ever be satisfied
Will there always be a need

One petal falls
Did you hear its sad song
Two petals fall
To which never belonged

Withering away like my dying vanity,
My ego has been gone
My luck has run out, so to say
Looking deep where I belong

Nothing of worth, of honor, of pride
Nothing to believe I had a happy life
Someone who can see something out of nothing
May they be blest, for the time they have wasted

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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Bleed Out This Demon

A ghost is on the prowl
It lurks in the dark
It hides in the dark
Speaking nonsense in my ear
Are you in my head?
A creation of my imagination?
Or are you real?

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Maker, Mend Me

The wind blows, I take off to the sky
The trees look like shrubs
Yet I don’t wonder why
I’m held up by this tiny string
That is pulling me higher
Way up here the birds sing
And they whisper, go, go higher

The wind halts like my life
Thunder roars and lightening strikes
But safe to my string I hold tight
Till they rip me to shreds, no more flight

Heaven seems so close to know
The pearly gates are in my sight
Watch me as I take my bow
Watch me for my last flight

How heartless, how cruel,
Is life nothing more than tears and pain?
But just like a toy tossed aside
My days are at an end, but I still remain sane
But safe to my string I hold tight
Until my maker mends me, and again I take flight.

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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Akeldama

Do not be afraid
As the all wise one says
Cast your cares into the wind
And your troubles he will mend

Look further from what you see
Do not be left in akeldama
For what you see is not real
It is the result of all your drama

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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Shredded Life

I tore apart my sheets
I ripped apart my bed
Until I stood there wondering 
What is was that I had said

Could it be I did not listen
Could it be I did not care
Could it be how much I loved you
And for me you did not share
You were always, never there

What’s done is done
I’ll live my life and so will you
But I wonder if you wonder
What else we didn’t do

The deed is done, no turning back
No matter how much you try
It’s forgiveness that I lack

I say it was you
You say it was me
I guess we’ll never know
How loving each other could have been

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The War Zone

The flashes of light
The darkness of night
My eyes won’t turn away
From this strangely beautiful sight

Thunder roars and shakes my bed
The war zone is breaking loose
Tons of thought fill my head
But none run clear to count

Lights are flickering
Fear fills the minds of the fearful
Who knows nothing of this battle
To which not I fight
But is fought over me

Could I count the casualties
No not one
For that realm is unspoken,
Untouched and misunderstood

Yet one day when it’s over
It is I who will rise to victory
For I have already chosen the winning side
And I stand unshaken

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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To My Dearest

To my dearest Kenny,
I give you my heart,
I give you my hand
That we’ll never be apart

Forever until we depart
I want to hold you as long as I can,
For when we do
Heaven will gain a faithful man

I’m so thankful God brought you to me,
I’ve never loved so much,
With every beautiful sunset
My love grows that much more

You have brought to my life
A love that was thought impossible,
Proving to me that God does love me
And love is not improbable 

So to you, 
I say I do
Forever as your wife
Forever in your life

Copyright © Holly Krook | Year Posted 2006

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