It waits here all alone at night,
Wishing a dream to live in light.
So waits in dreams of happiness,
Which daily fade to less and less.
It waits for love to come its’ way,
Knowing that no love will stay.
Reaching out to the unknown,
Confliction is the message shown.
Wished for love that cannot be.
Soul is not a soul you see?
For there is no soul for ye!
K. Aldaya, 8/14/04
Picture: “Unforgiven” by ThousandLies on Deviant Art; http://thousandlies.deviantart.com/art/Unforgiven-119151229
Here lies shadow,
Hence, nothing more,
Phantasmically bestrewed across the floor.
For all time more. For all time more.
Fear to ask from whence it bore,
This person’s cast upon the floor.
For all time more. For all time more.
Strangers hear from every shore,
The tale of shadow that moves not for,
All time more. All time more.
The tale of life from distant lore,
Which through times’ pass,
You more implore.
(A tale that you can’t ignore)
For all time more. For all time more.
An unknown land lost in war,
A person lived behind closed door.
For all time more. For all time more.
Closed off from all
That makes hearts soar,
And none to hear the pain it bore…
To the shadow left upon the floor.
With the knowledge gone before.
Lost behind a clos’ed door,
Far off on a distant shore.
Told in an ancient lore.
For all time more. For all time more.
K. Aldaya, 8/8/04
Picture: “Dark Corridor II” by Bicepk on Deviant Art; http://bicepk.deviantart.com/art/Dark-corridor-II-173833121
When I’m gone the world will go on,
And nothing will notice my absence.
The birds will still sound,
In the mornings, resound,
Singing of lifes’ sweet enchantments.
The sun will still rise in the beauty-vivid skies,
Though I’m lost from it forever.
Years will pass by and not one will cry,
For the spirit that I once was.
Many will come when I am done,
And roll through this lifes’ course.
Never in seeing my faded being,
From many long years past.
Only a shadow, imprinted though;
Glimpsed as a daydreams’ phantom.
K. Aldaya, 4/22/04
Picture: Bachelor’s Grove Ghost Photo Taken in 1991 on an investigation by the Ghost Research Society using infrared film; http://graveyards.com/IL/Cook/bachelors/ghost3813x.jpg
In my mind I’m not fit to be anything that you might see.
I’ll never belong with my own and will be forever ‘lone.
I know when people look at me they see the freak that I be.
I try to hide what I am, but I always fail their exam.
I can feel their hate and disgust, for me, whom they distrust.
K. Aldaya, 4/15/04
Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://a.wattpad.net/cover/3283593-256-k508337.jpg
‘God’? Where do I belong?
Am I singing the right song?
I don’t feel that I’ll fit,
In any group that I commit.
I don’t have friends in kins,
And I am of many sins.
Many groups can be very critical,
In my faults they’d have a mouthful.
I understand them all a bit,
But where oh ‘God’ do I fit?
I love and try to do good,
But I think not as most would.
‘God’? Where do I belong?
Am I singing the right song?
K. Aldaya, 3/21/04
Picture: I Don’t Belong Here by Cosmiksquirel on Deviant Art; http://cosmiksquirel.deviantart.com/art/I-don-t-belong-here-51229927
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
