i will mortalise their lives i will crystalise them in a book and it shall always be there for whenever we want to take a look it is left for me and us soon we will be doing well climbing the stairs of life i will mortalise their words in a poem that i will write today and though the ink may fade those words will never go away as long as i have my stone jade locked into my guides normally, normal people do not see them i can't but i know they are there in the daytime, in my dreams i will mortalise them in a poem that i will write sometime tomorrow i may forget, maybe i was lucky, my imaginary friends grew with me each week goes by catching my soul behind my old eyes but the fires keep out the cold so my soul never dies i will mortalise everything i will mortalise myself in my words
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 