lost in the mind of creation

The questions to ask of such a thin line a thresh hold to be pushed or broken a fear to push in the wrong direction afraid of the slip and fall of the possibility to land on my face to fear not being caught like falling on broken glass slicing open the skin and bleeding emotions of fear scared to begin to chase and like a puppy she runs I say that I can handle her leaving atleast I got to feel I promised her that I would chase the way she made feel for the rest of my life and every word of that is fact nothing near fiction she is and always will be what brought me back from emotional death to lose her fear over comes me I get lost in her stare there is a magnetic pull that causes the locking of our eyes My face shows no emotion not because I feel nothing but beacuse everything I feel can not be expressed by a look or even multiple I read something about the day u figure out ur purpose She is definitely one of them her happiness makes me happy Beyond the most wildest of dreams to even ...

The snow has fallen on the eve of Jesus' s birthday With new snow comes a sound of silence so still so beautiful its defining Greek mythology speaks of beauty unknown to the imagination of the commoner Beauty is said to be in the eye of the beholder I see beauty in your soul the image that the rest of the world sees with their eyes I feel with my heart Your smile brings the sweetest happiness unknown to my wildest dreams Its hard to try to explain to your own head that what your feeling isnt a dream The things u say move me I go silent in disbelief that soneone so good could care so much... I know my worth but know and seeing is 2 different things        -CASPERS EXPRESSION

She chased love as a teen craving to feel that she wasnt just passing by like she was craved wanted and needed by another finding her prince charming not once but twice to leave her in complete destruction entrusting in these men to hold her heart as delicate a glass after being put in a fire shattered in every way shape and form she finds her Angel in mind and spirit seemed like her unspoken prayers were answered bringing in the most beautiful gift in the world her daughter still in search for somethhng she could not understand what was missing money success and a family she had searching in the desert the sand representing the thoughts of the mind the heat burning the skin that shields the heart causing the mind to lose focus years pass by thoughts of warped fantasies enter her mind she fights them not knowing if this is the devil speaking to her mind or god shining light on what she has been chasing since her childhood trying to fill an emptyness that blame was placed from somethin...

She fights every urge to contact her at the possibility that she might feel for her She holds onto the fact she may be like every other girl chick woman stud boi that has came into her path in times b4 yet to see someone that ended up being who they claimed to be Her faith weakend not understanding why she gave with all of her heart to end up feeling empty and and alone Her skin thickening with every mean word said every promise broken every lie proven A broken soul steps in her path by blind eye not seeming different than the rest A bright gleaming light to her darkness and an unknown mysterious feeling she couldnt shake Every conversation getting fewer and fewer moments between This light that has warmed her face and touched her inner being speaking moving words that can not be made up they leave her frozen and speachless Finding out that she may be the answer to her prayers or the restructuring to her weakend faith Poetic in their touch A fairy tale in their kiss Both ask everyday ...

I have sounded like a begger on the side of a road at times craving for the acceptance that my deepest fears will not be magnified and seen as crazy experiencing love that was gone in hours creates a fear of abandonment you have brought me a gift most people cant even fathom to dream about u have brought purity in your laugh solidity in your touch a stare in your eyes the looks through to my soul trust is something earned that like a theif stealing for their child you have taken You have relaxed my fears with your words to reassure that u are here I question if its something I have created in my head I know there are questions unanswered I believe in time you will look me in the eyes and tell me I have loved you for a while but I could not convey my truth I never thought a touch could be charged like combustion of fuel from a flame  Gasping for breath from only the sound of breathing Heavily charged a rage of passion and devotion takes over control like an auto pilot The fear of l...

I have a song that I listen to when I write not all the time but a lot. These dreams by Heart. It made me wanna write this to you when I seen the pic To hold hands and to feel your fingers intertwined together with mine represents a closeness a surender to say I got you and you got me I have yet to hold your hand but to me the idea and the thought makes me smile it is a representation of intimacy To reach for my hand solidifies I care about u and I want you to know that im here and I got you Its just such a confirmation In a strom over a lake of desire and the depth of emotion your voice fills the air and speaks to my heart moves my spirit with the simple but powerful words I missed you A beam of light illuminates from your lips also known as a smile Floating through the air flower petals represent the scent of passion the earth shifts from the colliding of two hearts with something words can not describe two lives change and begin a path neither of us could ever imagine happiness ...

As the chaos storms in like hell fire chasing purity to singe the innocence A man representing a demon in flesh to steal the souls from the place we call earth to deliver heaven angels She shields them feeling the bullets piercing her skin with every blow her strength weakens the battle she was not prepared for she is compared like Michael fighting lucifer centurys ago her wings wrap around them embrac i ng them to keep them calm with fear in her heart she fights til she takes her last breath losing the battle to the devil in deliverance of angels to heaven     -CASPERS EXPRESSIONS     FOR THE TEACHER AND CHILDREN FOR THE NEWTOWN TRAGEDY