For My Father


If I could trade places with you
I would.
To see you go through such pain,
Hurts me more than you'll ever know.
I'd give you a lung,
So you can breathe better.
I'd give you my spine,
So you no longer have those tumors.
I'd take all of your scarred tissue,
And place it in my body,
If that meant you would be free.
Free from pain, 
Free from doctor's visits
And emergency room waiting.
Free from the chemo and the 
I'd take it all on,
If that means you can live again.
I mean actually LIVE,
Go on vacation and enjoy your retirement.
You wouldn't have to be confined to your bed
Because it hurts too much to move.
You wouldn't have to listen to doctors tell you
They don't know what's wrong over and over again.
I don't mind the uncertainty and the doubt, 
But when it comes to you
It's frustrating.
I can't help you 
And that is the worst pain I'll ever know.

– J.S.Atkins

Break Away

I escape my shelter
Take a peak
Spread my wings
And fly away
No more protection
From the cruel world
Off on my own
To fly or fail
The weather will alter
The wind may be harsh
At moments it will be cold
But on I must go
To continue to soar
Is up to me
Nothing ever comes
Very easily
If I should falter
In these skies
I will not stop
Trying to fly
I broke away
I explored the world
I am off on my own
Just my wings and me


– J.S.Atkins

A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream; 
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone? 
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep! 
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp? 
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave? 
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?