Why pretend
When your heart won't mend
Why lie a simple smile
When you know it's been a while
Why pray on your knees
For a love that will tease
For a heart that will break
For a life that will take
In a happiness we will fake
To make it through the day....
Just fine.

A flower does not beg to blossom
A flower does not beg to be seen
A flower does not ask for your help
For it is only in weather
that her destiny is dealt
A flower does not beg for glue
She embraces her falling stems
from just one to a few
And she ages in grace
Enjoying the season in pace
Until she dies from the earths demand
And the bee's honor her
by spreading her pollen
throughout the land

Through the love triangles and torment
Through the path of enjoyable agony
I ask that my death don’t come easy
I ask that my death come with a sting
For at least I await a place
that knows of my torture

My heart is pulled from my chest like a compass in your direction
Do the planets and the stars fight for our souls to be together?
Some things are too magnetically strong to be coincidences…

Set forth the boundaries to your love
I will find the cracks in your walls and hammer my way through them
I will sneak through those jail fences
And tear my skin in determination
to make my way in
With blood lines running down my legs
With scars awaiting in my adventure
I shall break my way into your cell
And sneak you out
of your own imprisonment

The teapot awoke to find herself
Shattered on the floor
Looking up to see the enemy of plates
Pointing her towards the door
With an angry spout
she bulldozed the table
And down came the plates trying to catch
Themselves but weren't able
And all brushed up against the broom
Remaining pieces of themselves
scattered across the room
Tossed in the darkness of doom
To find themselves in the outcome of hate
And in turn regret their decisions
When it's far too late.