Pain
Her Worst enemy
Her Best Friend
Her Protector
Her Oppressor

He lives in the darkest depths of her soul
He claims her voice
No one can hear her scream
She screams inside
Yet can not be seen

He holds her heart in his strong hands
He squeezes
She remains silent
She is a slave
A slave to pain
controlled by Fear

I am a fish, swimming without a twin
In this great ocean without emotion
I think about you, carried by the wind
You make me feel love with your love potion

I am a whale, chasing after your tail
When I see you I am slow as a snail
Your mind eludes me, taunting me to sing
My whale songs delivered in water rings

Now I am a bird with eyes in the sky
Sometimes I still cry when you are nearby
But now I am free to fly up so high
I'm flying to the moon so this is goodbye

Thank you for all of the nights that we laughed
I hope you'll visit me in your aircraft

I tear pages out of other people's scrapbooks,
Pretend I had a normal, happy childhood,
Dance around reality till I fall over dizzy
And my hands shake with the weight of everything.
I spend my life spinning in circles;
I regress and repress and repeat.
I tear pages out of other people's scrapbooks.
I paste up a collage and I name it Me.

of the other not being able to see
over the tall wall, I assume things
that might not be  real, excuse me
my imagination and history
with lovers gets the best of  me.
So call me tomorrow, with a good excuse
and a lawyer and two witnesses, cause
you are just like me
and I know how I am.

I find music in the shade
Dulcet notes and summer breeze
The flowers in bloom
The scent of a love in daylight
I meditate on the meaning
All my hope
My dream,
I haven't felt peace in a long time
Forever and the darkest night
The moon behind the clouds
The fear of a shadow lurking
All my ends
My past,
On this day
I find what god meant
When he sent his angels
To blow the trumpets
I find what I lost
When I haven't felt peace in a long time
Yet I find release
I see tomorrow
I see tomorrow
Through the darkest night
I find belief
I find there is love
Inside myself

I almost celebrate the unpopularity
of my imaging sandpaper and saws
sounds
thy western accompaniment
of warmer inner purpose
progressions of chords
calming and coherent
when you listen to
the harmonies
like adding mustard and relish
to a hotdog
sniff around for
chords perfectly
a new layer or two
on a journey of  my own
may you join in
my Magical Mystery Tour
where I add an f flat
to an f major
f flat becomes
f seven
upon your shoulders
and my powers and
depth are nothing but borrowed
true artists
are more
articulate

I am but lyrical
trying to re-introduce
a cadence
developing
a dream or two
however successfully
or not

it might be because
of a disconnection
a hallucinogenic
recollection
an old song
I listened to
while tripping

a long time ago

a radical idea
no

nothing but
borrowed

shadows

Polished and refined,
With death I have found
A life below ground
A place I can call mine
Destruction and evil deeds
A breeding of pure hate
Is all that I can create
Out of all these heartless seeds

I punch them in
To the deep sullen dirt
Water them with vengeance
And a sprinkling of hurt
Tonight is the night
I find what dwells below
I don't have a key
But I can bargain with my soul
As I place it into these seeds
I am but reeds in the grass
I'm letting go
Only Heaven knows
The blackness of Hell's wrath

I plant my lifeless soul in this plot
To groom it as it grows
So slowly that nobody knows
It's the place the devil goes to rot
Watered with tears, warmed with fire
And as time stands still, never changing
This fruition of evil continues growing
Until the depths of hell can go no higher

Then it will bloom
A flowering gloom
Growing out of control
The ground will harden
In this here garden
Fertilized by my soul