I'm out there in the ocean
And I'm  sailing on the blue
I'm not really worried
Where I'm heading too.
The storms can be very fierce
And the waves they can rise high
I'm not all that bothered
And I'll tell you the reason why.
Because I'm out there in the ocean
And I'm  sailing on the blue
It's really so amazing
What the imagination it can do.

I am a beautiful imperfection
I am an unfinished work of art
I am flawed and bruised beyond recognition
So many ugly scars covers my heart.

under the stars the earth will break
and the reflections in the ocean will shatter

underneath our heaven, sins we will make
and so we'll never climb that moral latter

after some time the night will start to gray
and our summers will fade away

after some time the night will turn to gray
and my heart will begin to break

How I seem to need
the cleansing of tears lately!

you never see a rainbow unless there has been rain
you never see a heartbreak unless there has been pain.

you never see round corners or see around a bend
you never know how long it takes. for a broken heart to mend.

you never know what tomorrow brings. you have to wait  and see.
you never know what life  will do so what must be must be

Beneath ego lies
Enlightenment

Beneath anger
lies compassion

Beneath disappointment
lies Joy

Beneath lust
lies Love

Beneath mind
lies Consciousness!

I’m addicted to the feel of cold metal sliding across bare flesh
Addicted to the instant
when nothing marks smooth skin
immediately before
red rivers rapidly rise
painting a once white canvas
with a flood of emotion,
tears on my cheeks,
sobs caught in my throat,
numbness replaced by pain & sadness.
Addicted to the imperfection
of red welts and dotted scabs that follow,
fingers drawn like magnets
to the texture of healing skin,
tracing over and over and over now fading ridges
Amazed that I am strong enough
to heal myself over and over and over.
Convincing myself that I am strong enough.
I find strength in my weakness.