Little birds often fly to me here
whisper in my ear and tell me
about the sapphire skies, endless fields, and flowing rivers
out there.
Out there, the wind kisses your cheeks
Out there, the music from the trees sings loudly, with harmony,
along with the bees
Out there, there are no walls
no fences
no shackles
nothing from keeping you free
But I wouldn't know any of that
sitting here,
with only a little piece of heaven mocking me. unobtainable.

Believe me, I've tried.
Bruised feet, ****** hands, bleeding back, all gifts I received
And when you are like me, you know when to stop trying
They have strong whips
Yet day after day my little friends make the impossible trip, flying higher and higher
until they can bite the celestial morsel with their beaks
In my dreams I fly with them,
the wind kissing my cheeks
But when I wake up I am greeted by the familiar smell of dirt and concrete

So when they forced me up this morning
clanking with ease
I was relieved
I could feel a gentle breeze as I floated onto the scaffold
I smiled
looked up to the same piece of hope
I hear voices but I can't understand them
my head is already half-way up in the clouds
When the necklace is placed
I see my friends circling above
The next second the ground is far beneath my feet
And I'm flying with them,
the wind kissing my cheeks.

Sunday blues
like clockwork
                    tick
                           tock
      the girl is crying softly
                          humming a tune

Everyone has their own demons to face
their own villains to chase.
So when you run around in my dreams,
I don't know who you're supposed to be.
I know my demons well
but you don't make a sound
The vibrations echo through my head
of everything i live to dread.
The skeletons are knocking on the door
the monsters reaching up from the floors.
I cannot escape this now
Why is it so ******* loud?

I don't have time for leather and lace.
The fashion statements now
are not the same.

Scars and stitches embroidered with care,
mud-caked knees,
paired with a pretty bruised face.
Crimson red silk pools down my thighs,
grow your fingernails long,
and scratch out your eyes.
Claw at your neck
to save your own life.
Walk on innocent hearts,
but don't step too hard.
Keep the broken ones,
in an empty jar.

Now hang the skeletons
in a neat row,
make sure they won't move
before you close the closet door.

You were the North Pole,
I,
the South.

We stuck together for a while.

But slowly I became more like you,
I changed my red
for your blue.

It got harder and harder
to remain,
We repelled each other
We were
           the same,
                            the same.

Your laughter was a melody
and I always sang along.

Now the notes are distorted
and I forgot the words to our song.