Tuesday, January 19, 2010


Sometimes I feel like the devil
With Angel wings
I migrate towards evil
While flying over all the good things

I was packaged and sealed very tightly
When I was born
Only to have flaws in my armour
That were pre-existing and torn

Maybe I represent
Both good and bad
Perhaps I could sell you happiness
While wearing a suit made of sad

I contradict everything in many ways
I see clearly at night
And dream during the day

I'm held together in rubble
By the debris from love and hate
I'm the ugliest masterpiece ever made
I'm the light
That shines dark
The one that never fades

Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane

Friday, January 8, 2010


Passion will help you become
Whatever you choose to be
And then some
Passion will hold you to a purpose
It will let old dreams
Begin to resurface
Passion will help you
Build a relationship
With your soul
Passion has no particular destination
Exercise it for reaching your goals
Without any hestitation
Passion is everything
That seems to be gold
Passion is something you have to channel
Passion cannot be bought and sold

Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane