1.14.

Never will
you be
able to tame
the wild
in me

I am
A animal
A savage
A feral
figment
of long lost
nightmares

I can see  
through your
manipulative
tricks
Now watch
as I dig
your ditch
Still in my
stiletto
kicks
With the smell
of last nights
gunpowder
Your shirt
stained with
my led kiss

Broken wrist
Vintage lips
scratching
burnt up  
fingerprints
******* lies
behind deaths
pale blue eyes
Lay your head
between my
thighs

Death threats
chain smoking
silent
cigarettes
Sit back down
babe
we’re not
finished yet

Those cowboy
lips
Still killing
it
1st degree
******
Never gave
a ****
Oh the things
I will do
to make me
feel alive

1.13.

Let me get
high
So I can
sing
to you
the blues

Crush up
poison petals
of small town
sunflowers

Shoot up
on toxic
threats
These are
the promises
of small town
regrets

Last time
I overdosed
I was became
president of
Club 27

Contraband upsells
*** seduced kills
Been craving
the bitter
temptations
Got caught
a few times
stealing
prescriptions
To trade
for cheap
trills
I was getting
my fix on
the worlds
crazy pills

Smashing mirrors
mirrors on
the wall
Who’s the
fairest
*****
of them all?

These are the
lies that lie
between you
and I
I wanna be
your girl
Just don’t give
me a name

Call me nothing
at all

I seek and
I see
a blind
humanity
Pulling the
trigger
on
overpriced
Silver bullets
Dead ringers
with
no dreams
they can say
they had
on
there own
Taking out
loans to get
you to sleep
when your all
alone

All your
secrets
I see
In the crack
of my looking
glass

Everyday
I get
more and
more
outta place
Trying to
maintain
my social
rank
Trying to
afford these
sinister
ways

Maybe just
maybe
one day
I’ll be a
good woman
I’ll learn to
behave

1.12.

North of
the Nile
I was bound
by gold
My story
was stolen
then it was
sold
Written as
a reality
read it
remained a
mystery
Mistreated
and beaten
all for a
penny

I fled to
the West
To join a
traveling
burlesque
I danced
I swayed
With a flick
of the hips
I’m learning
new tricks
As a gypsy
apprentice

Out in
the East
my body
becomes your
mythology
In water
so holy
my spirit
was poured
Secrets lost in
salty rivers
Dead Sea scrolls
tell stories
of the souls
If ancient oceans

South on Grey
highways
I’ve been
hitchhiking
for days
I’m running away
I’ve spent too
many days in
the chase
Fast flashes got
away
Embers
Ashes
Lightning and rage

So try to
catch me
you will
become
more lost

I’m the
graveyard
master
The original
boss

I designed
this game
Burnt it
all down
Then took
all the
lost

Into the
infinite  
divine
The gentle
sublime
Listen to my
rhymes
I’m giving
you
my blessing
of time

1.11.

I’m debating
and contemplating
in cemeteries
with dug up
graves
Multiplying decisions
I’ve already
made

Strategies divided
I got territory
to claim
Calculating so quickly
I live a lifetime
each day

I’ll be a good woman
this time I swear
Learn to respect
the ritual
of repent
Spend some
more time
down on
my knees
There I’ll be
praying
for all my
enemies

Flowers turned
to dust
High heel
steps
echo with
death
I live in
long lost
graveyards
Hidden between
sunrise
and sunset

Only long after
my death
will it be
said
That girl was so
holy
hot and
*****

In a new
written religion
I’ll be called
a trinity

A Holy Saint
Lonely Sinner
Lost Goddess
of Divine Symbols

1.9.

I lied
about you
to live in
a lie that
was made
by you

You helped
convince me
you said it
was the truth

They said I
manipulated
ways to change
versions
Possible fate
with you

Now your eyes
my tears
You made me
need you
Said you didn't
know how
you could cry
for you

I saw the anger
taking you
anger that made
me hate you
For not loving
myself
I didn't know how
I couldn't
I won't
I refuse
to love
without you

It showed me ways
through you
to become you

My red painted
lips
Your lips
I gave to you
Made a language
for us
Interpreted rough
kisses
In ways it made
definition afraid
to define us

Silently I
translate
ways of what
it was

The feeling of
how it felt
to belong
to be your
someone
Is it selfish
to say
to wish
I took away
your feeling
the knowledge
of belonging
Watch how
I begin to
dissipate




1.10.

Black streaks
down my cheeks
Tears that once
masked
Tears trying
to make up
For not running
For falling

You said
to stay away
with you
I made you
you take me
Planned our
getaway
high speed chase
Repairing our
collision
We raced
Robbing empty
banks
No time
to refuel
You let me
crash
couldn't look
back
You killed me
backing up
into you

Kiss my red lips
your favourite
Your shade of
lipstick
Do you remember
the love
The taste of
my lips
on your lips?

Every day to you
I prayed
I begged
to stay down
with you
Your favourite
shade
our grave
Don't you remember?

I do

That was
the first lie
you made a
promise too
You said I
could go
everywhere
with you
Don’t you remember?

I do

I lost that
stick
It’s just *******
lipstick
You told me it was
your favourite
It was my only
thing left
of you

No shades
to see
Colours left
of me
I lost me
that night too

My red lips
still red
not because
your heart
has bled

Because mine bleeds
red shades of you

1.8.

Sometimes
I get bored
I play dangerous
games

Used some matches
Turned to ashes
Burning my cash
was the only way
I ever made
the thunder crash

During confession
even the priest
is swearin
and sweatin
telling me
how pretty
******* crazy
I am

Well my daddy always said
“ if the boys
be prayin
sayin you
crazy
then baby girl
show these boys
what it means
to be insane “

So I’m
stealing
every dictionary
Page by page
Every definition
of insanity
is getting thrown
into the flame

Just try to
*******
define me
If you want
to see how
crazy I
can bee
watch how
I dance in
elements of
fire

Embers of loose
translations
watch them
disappear

turned to stars
forever crying
in the living
skies

Later on
with the
smoke
As I slit
my throat
Watch me
bleed
the *******
cosmos

Covered in moon
perfumes
sweet golden
dirt
I’ll bath in
the blood
of my ancestors
unknown

Surrounded by
the flame
I have now grown
comfortable
in my own chaos

That’s how dark
my minds become

I am the night
I make everyone
of you stars shine

So come with
me and play
my game
I’ll show you
how to be so
beautifully
*******
insane

1.7.

Beauty
is a dangerous
thing
to obtain
Even the darkest
stars
warned me
It doesn’t like
to play
fair

It can lie
It can deceive
It can cheat
It even steals
you out of
your death

Shooting star
or the unworthy
dead
With my
breath
I give life
to the lost
consultations

My divine
calculations
made the
equations
That’s why
in my sleep
all three
realities
I see

I am your
fate

Waiting for you
at the flowered
gate
With spring rain
still in
my hair
Never has there
been
A woman so
fair

Scarlet begonias
Cuts and bruises
this is a
war
I don’t plan
on losing

1.5.

If only
you knew
how many laps
it would take
to make my
escape
Lost in my
minds maze
I was trapped
in dark days
Lost in
countless
ways

Time after
time
Do you know
how many
times
I have died
while alive?
   
It's not easy
having this
beautiful mind

To see nothing
but beauty
in deranged
miracles

They luminate
through my eyes

To outsmart
my own
Devil
I beat me
at my own
game
Now I wear
this ******
crown
Watching myself
I go down
on my
knees
Hear how I  
sing my own
praises
Loving myself
as I embrace
my wicked
ways

Backwards I lit
my morning
cigarette
Filter for my
silent mouth
Watch how it
ignites
Spewing toxic
blue flames
straight out of
Hell

Still I’ll inhale

Ill be the first
to admit
I've done some
pretty
****** up ****

All that time
wasted
Incarcerated
Intoxicated
Drugged out
Seduced
Body ******
Bruised and Broken
Over and over
Praying for the
day
it or I
would end
Still can’t recall
all the nights
turned to days
turned to weeks
no sleep on repeat
Stealing and Dealing
Forget to keep
dreaming

Yet here I am
Still standing
Still inhailing
my *******
cigarette

My only regret
Was falling in
love
with the right
man
After he was
gone

Only thing left
Date
Year
Numbers finalizing
Timing his final
breath

Now The Ashes
are everywhere
The only truth
in love

My cigarettes death

1.6.

Radio playing
Times
Timeless hit-list

If I could turn
back
my all-time
regret

Was in a moment
No sooner
or later
no matter
where
everything and
everyone
I asked
impossible questions

Why me?
What happened?
Or didn't
After we had
met

In a restricted
hall
We tried so
hard
To not be so
late
The clock kept
trying to tell
me
Yet I blamed it
For believing my
lies
I was blind from
not hearing
the warning
from time
In how we would
both become
prisoners
Forced to stare
back at
crumbling walls

Counting every
**** day
Watching every
**** tick
Fabrication
of possible
ways

My lists on
lists turned to
regret after
regret
The only truth
in love

My cigarettes death

How I would
wish for words
so I could
pray
I can't say
Make me forget
No I never
I won't
I don't even
smoke
Why did I
ask

“So what’s your name”

The look you
would give me
while giving
to you
In you I had
my first regret
That would lead
to you
lightning me up
that last cigarette

Now the last
thing
my only thing
left
I’m smoking all
alone
Won’t be hearing
you say my name
anymore

But I won’t ever
regret
how you had... that crave
and because of
me
You could get
a spark off
a dead lighter
Trick is
you gotta put
two dead ones
together

***
Death
Celebration
Stress

Always you'll see
me smoking

I need you
not these
stale ashes
So tell me
again
just how bad
you need
another
******* cigarette

1.4.

I know you

We met
once upon
a made up
reality
Just a
figment
of Death
We were
daydreaming

That look
in your
eyes
Tell’s me
it's
no longer
you

I guess the
rumours
are
true

You're the
one
I thought
I never
knew
if you
knew

I made
you
fabricated
you
Something
my
imagination
ran away
too

A safe
place
To save
me
from you

But if I
know you
I know that
you do
I know
that you
will
come back
to me
soon

You always do

You love the
way
You love me
and
I love to
pretend
to love you
too

1.3.

I learnt all
my best
lessons
sitting in
basements
chain smoking
with church
ladies

Smoke clouds
old Dior
perfume
filled
cold rooms
The smell
of lives
lived
Heavenly
odour
making love
under black
moons

Hell hath
no fury
like a woman
scorn
by a God

As they
weaved their
golden yarn

Regrets
of the words
lost
to their men
left for
death
in battle fields
long forgotten

They keep saying
that the
government
will save us

I can feel
it’s the end
when
the kids
their not
right
Lost in video
games
they don’t
even play
outside

Everyone else
is done
with living
Busy paying
and
praying over
the real.....

Call of Duty

Me?
I’ll just keep
playing
with my golden
string

Praying
for a
stranger
to throw
anything
my way

I’m just a beggar

Begging for
some much
needed change

1.2.

When I was a
little girl
I use to steal
my Mothers
cigarettes

She use to smoke
in the bathroom
tobacco was always
a little wet

King size red
while she read
  books on love
  she really
   had a lust for

In the school yard
in a circle
  alone I sat
   smoking stolen
    cigarettes
watched how
they burnt
  so eloquent
   in my hand

Kissed by sulphur
my lips
Blowing toxic smoke
choking
  burning
Your hand on
my throat
  I need
   one more
    
    kiss

In my bed
laying in Ash

Cigarettes
and my
  men

Lord help me
I’m in love with
the devil again

1.1.


All day long
I walk around
singing my
sweet sad
songs

It gets lonely
being the
only one
who hears
God
muttering to
no one

Call me the
Holy gladiator
Lost profit
fighting
Tiger Lilies

Done dancing
behind copper
bars
I bow
to no one

Watch how gracefully
I enter diamond
dimensions
Throw some
flowers
born from dirt
and gravel
Kiss my
onyx
heel heals

In my
pent house
castle
Watching champions
Silver stadiums

Now the games
have just
begun

26.

Why I am
the way I am?
I would tell you
but I can’t

I’m  on the run
I’m a convicted  
felon

If I told
you
my real name
They would
hunt you
down too

Tycoon of concrete roses
Call me the iconic Muse

God gave me
one look
Six days
later
I made this
world
for you

Day seven
we kicked
back
You showed
me seven
ways
to make me
scream
for the
heavens

Universal *******
for two

I’ll definitely
burn in Hell

Or spend real
time in a
prison cell

This is me
at my finest
drastic dramatic

Cameras flashing
get to dress
classy
steal some
new shoes
got some TV
interviews

Get ready world
for
The Art of *****
act two

27.

Played Russian
roulette
fully loaded
gun
Pistol whip
Watching blood
drip
really turns
me on

Why didn’t I
go on the run?

I like getting
punished
for the bad
things
I’ve done

When I get
caught
One hand on
the bible
one hand on
my heart

Judge asking
if I’m ashamed
of the crimes
I did commit

Asks why
such a nice
girl
did it
to begin
with

My sweet
innocent
voice
sharp like
a whip
replies
no lies

“why the hell not?
only heaven knows
why I lit that
fire up
and the sins
I’ve committed
lying in bed
with a god”

Judge looks at
the guard  
he gives a
small nod

“release this
queen
take off  
her cuffs”

“can you put
them
back on?
I like it
when
the cops
rough  
me up
Slap me around
I ain’t never
gonna talk”

In the court
house
I lit
that
***** up

28.

Oh Lord
why didn’t you
buy me that
Mercedes benzs?

I had to call up
the Devil
Got the keys
to his
Lexus instead

Tried to give
him
my soul
but he’s to
scared
to own that

Said I’m going
to have to      
learn to do
as I’m told
God told him
to say that

Said to find
me a few
rich men
Learn to use
my words
to entice them

I’ll be their
1970s *******    
centre fold
Living on a
cover
is the only
way
I’ll ever
be owned

I’ll spend
the rest of
my days
in a haze
of old
lovers perfume

Waiting for you

Staring in
that
two way
vanity
that vintage
mirror
that drove me
to insanity

29.

Why was I
scared
to question
your natural
ways

Questions I ask
can cause
hurricanes

My Tsunami
of tears
would make
your heart
break

I knew one day
I would ask you
to leave when
I want you to
stay

I gave you
free will

So go or stay

Board up
my door
Nail it
all down
Take shelter
in the
cellar
Flood gates
breaking down

Digging a moat
so my heart
won’t drown
I can’t afford
another perfect
storm

Now I watch
gentle summer
rain
kiss my
window pane

Praying for
the day
you come back
and kiss
my pain
away

30.

Why am I
still living
in layers
of heaven
so deep?

In layers
of you
layers of
me

Layers of
what
could of
been
Mostly I stay
in layers
of hell

Layers of
what I want
things
to be

Still so
layered
in you so
deep
Last call at
the bar
I’m in so
deep
I’m taking
shots of
the sea

I’m sinking
I’m drinking
Got ran out
for making
this place a
dry town

Try to find
peace
with whatever    
stranger
carries me
out

This bed feels
familiar
only because
I’m praying
I’m saying
“oh god don’t stop.”

Praising
the right
heavens
I’m saying
your name
instead

31.

Why I know
the day
I die
They’ll make
that day
a holiday

The world forever
will remember
my name

A Holy Saint
A Goddess reincarnated
A daughter of Titans

I’m all grown up
now I’m claiming
my birth right

The world
in my palm
this time
only I
own my hand

Make my grave
a national museum

Babe if I never
do see you
again
I want to say
thank you
From the moment
you walked in
you saved me
from sin

Let me call you my
Jesus

Remember where
you were
when
I asked if
it’s true

When you said
yes babe
I really do
love you

Where did you
read the
first words
I sent

Remember when
I said
Sorry babe
But
I gotta go
I’m making my
life a living
work of
art

20.

When I was born
was long before
Christ

I’ll live
forever
A lot longer
then these
capital
lies

I am a timeless widow

Who grew old
in circles
of my
forgotten divine

I once was a
captive
like a clock
on a shelf

Empress of wild Blue Bells
Call me a daughter of Titans

Thiea herself
blessed me
with her
light
  
When I was
Athena
I committed
first ****

My children
Cain and Able
both died by
suicide

So don’t be
a fool
and
give me
your heart

This world
has
made me
starve

I’m hungry
Take it    
back

I’ll eat your
heart
for a
bedtime snack

21.

When I was
that
community ****
The one your
husband
wants to ****

The *****
who’s your
best friend
To ****
that ****
up

See why my head
is a consistent
battlefield?

The minute I
wake up
I’m already
counting
the casualties

When I am
asleep
you haunt my
dreams

When you
realize
you belong
to me

I won’t stop
fluttering
your waking
thoughts

When we reach
our next
life
we both become
butterflies

With two
broken wings
Both too
hurt to
fly

22.

When you
want to
come find
me

I’ll still be
playing
for keeps

Still enjoying
some forbidden
luxuries

Got nothing
left
to sell
Done with
my tricks
at heavens
stairwell
    
When you
have had
all that
I had

When you
lose
everything
I had
to lose

I purposely
lost
everything                        
I could

I knew
it was the
only        
way I could
find you

When you
know
the difference
of what is
lost
and what it is
to lose

Between
what it is
to lust
and what
it is to
love

To forgive
you must forgive
yourself

Then you
will see


The loneliness
you feel
is a lonely
I feel too

23.

When I’m
sitting
in the back room

Walk through
Back door
Go down
Bottom floor

You can
find me
there
Call it my
Rabbit hole

After I make
the cover of
The
Rolling Stone
There I’ll be
doing lines
off my cover
of Vanity Fair

So put me
on a poster
Make it
my grave
Pin me
on your
ceiling
Maybe this
time
I’ll behave

Late at night
when you
can’t fall
asleep

Stuck in
your bed
A prisoner
in your
head
Look up
and say
your sweet
******* prayers

You’re staring
at a woman
That gives
a nightmare
a scare

24.

When I was
standing
outside that
downtown
burlesque

I was standing
away
didn’t want
to take
no part
of that crowd

I was smoking
a
cigarette

When I met
the strangest
man
more strange
then
any man
I had ever
met

He was
selling
treasures
he found
in the
trash

There in his
pocket
he pulled
out
a worn
out
crumpled  
piece of
paper

That’s when
I got
first glance
at Gods
mysterious
plan

Now if
the day
were
to ever come
and you
were
to meet
a sinner
as good
as me

On the calendar
mark that
day down

Make that
the day
you met a
Saint
with no
crown


25.

When I
do die
don’t bury
me
at all

Nail me down
to the cross
Crucifix burnt
to a crisp
Let my ashes
spread
in the wind

Rest of your
days
are spent
breathing me
in

When I
grow up
I want to be
the White
Lilacs
you plant

Cuz babe
me and you
isn’t just
meant to be
or
suppose to be
everyday
spent away
from you
is a missed
shot
at destiny

Do you know
how long
I held up
my gun?

Semi automatic
pointed
at demonic
heads

The 12 gage
I used
to persuade
the Angels
to let me
have you

The amount
I paid
in
the ransom
of fate

Make no
mistake
of my faith

Testing my
patience
is how
you **** me
too

14.

All day long I float between
galaxies and deep space.

Try to call me up but,
I’m in a daze,
stuck in my ways.

Eternities of not believing.

Confusions of forgotten Gods.
New technical ways of praying.

I take the back door to heaven.

Invite myself for dinner in the
inner circle of hell.
  
Where I am the ***** of  
daffodils.
Call me the duchess of nowhere.  

I need to stay a bit more
grounded.

I need to take a bath in black    
Earth dirt.

Catch some colour, from rays
of divine.

Where I can see the contrast in
white cloudless skies.

Count different visions. Potential realities.
The dreams I keep.
When I don’t sleep.

15.

I am standing in front
of Catholic Church doors

Praying for mythical
biblical disasters

Now I’m sitting in rooms
with lost ambitions
Praying to numbers
like it’s true religion
  
Back to the church
Holy man holds my hands

In the granite temple my
body lays
All my old lovers go there
to pray

Playing hide and seek
in a graveyard of dreams
What version of me
are you trying to see

Never knew one man had
the power to put me
on my knees
That ******* got me
to repent for things
I never did

In the ditch you’ll
find a cross

Central skid marks
the lost of  
my first love

16.

Where can I find a place,
where my haters can gather.
A online fan club,
teenagers can plan escapes  
together.

Where can I rent a church hall
filled with love lost and
repetitive regret?

I want everyone to have a safe place to say my name in vain in.

Let them sing my praises.
To my figure so perfect.
  I’ll bake golden loaves,
  brew up silver lining  moon        
   shine.

Shots going down.
Feel the burning divine.

Sunday service,
starts at a quarter to hell.

I need some time.
I need to get high.

Need a holy man to spank my
behind.

Then I’ll be able to teach you,
how to reach those unholy
desires.

17.

I’ll be on that half moon  
rising
  Dancing on laps
   good lord knows
    I really need the cash

Using my tears
to control rising tides
Just like a flood
my love comes
and goes

I love the days
when the full moon
Rising sun
North Star
share the sky
full of possibilities

Rare days such as those
I swear I can hear
the Angels
their singing

Can you be my
white curtain?
Can you be my
sun rise?

Bare skin
Candles lit
Good morning
Rough kiss

Love is seeing
those lights
when I look
in your eyes

    
18.

Where do I bury the man I love
most?

A man a barely know. I’ll call  
you my broken ghost.

In my veins my blood pumps    
because of you.

That’s the vein I want to bury
you in pain too.

That way every time I try to
use that vein to get rid of
the pain.

You remind me of the pain that
made me loose you.

That’s why on my wrists I got
these tattoos.

Where I can look right at how you turned my heart black too.

I give you forgiveness
go get some rest.

One on my left.
Left empty again.
Left alone once again.

Nomadic heart break after heart    
    break.

In a place where almost is my
happy ending.

19.

For a long time I’ve waited,
marking the graves.
My bedroom has become a ritual place.
In flower Petals I drown.

Funeral songs replaying.

Black vinyl. Tinted window. Killed a spider. I’m a widow.

I’m burning every black thing down.
I’m heading to town. I
Gonna rob a house.
  Gonna take something
   blue.
  That makes it my
   borrowed.
  Tell your wife,
I’m borrowing you too.

Something old,
is the days I spent waiting    
for you.

Say your vows right,
I’ll show you new tricks in my    
bedroom.

Living room, public bathroom   wherever strikes the mood.

When I grow up. I will find
the place you hide your pain.

I’ll take it away.
That is what I promise,

I do.

7.

What I am is a child
of God
The eldest of girls.
One day I’ll claim the
Kingdom.
Birthrights of elements.

Princess of white lilacs.
Call me the rebellious
daughter.

During Sunday school,
show and tell.
I strip down, start a fire,
ring the bell.

My dramatic attitude.
First class act with no shoes.

That’s what makes me Zeus’s
favourite good girl.

Hear him boast, how baby girl,
the **** he admires most,
burnt Hades lair down.

Love making my Daddy proud.

8.

What I have is a soul

so cold
so beautiful
so dark
so twisted

The Devil insisted

“ soar above. rise, keep
rising to the top keep
cutting your feet on
societies crumbling
rocks
watch as they bleed as
you crawl your way up”

My sister persisted

“ stop standing barefoot on
broken benches and church
pews singing your praises
to every god that decides
to listen to you
only you define the god in
your mind
only you have the power to
save you from you”

I guess I need to learn how to be consistent

9.
    
What I am are
the sounds I made
   when we made love.

With every whimper,
  every whisper,
   my every expression.

The way we had ***
created every language.

What happened after you left?

I set words free.
I let them have chance.
  See what they choose
   with opportunity,
    to think for themselves.


What I have become is the  
fault.

People have forgotten
why they speak words
  with reason they lost

10.


This is what happens
when Venus loses her divine
A shattered star
watch as she falls from the      
sky.

She can never shine.
Never be as bright.
She needs behind her
a flawed dark knight.

What happens when she lands in
a white trailer trash life?

Selling her soul at dirt road
crossroads.

What happens when she realizes
she’s the prodigal *****.

Crushing egos between her  
  thighs.

Same old Babylonian
stories

A thousand and one
new Arabian nights.

11.

What would you do if you
woke up
to different world views?

What would you feel
when Angels and Demons
played games of war
with your bankrupt soul?
  
What would you say,
to get them to play fair?

What would you think
when Angels bow down in respect
when Demons hide out of fear?
    
What would you do
when you realize your the  
universal mother of two?

12.

What I want is to go back
and resurrect us from that
graveyard
where we first met.

I need you so bad to come      
back from the dead.

I don’t want to be finished  
with you just yet.
    
My heart is rock hard.
You won’t shatter it, Love.
  
What I want to be when I
grow up,
is the moment we first kissed.

I want to be the hand that
grabs my neck.

I want to be the wall you
pushed me up against.

I want someone new to get
me that wet.
    
What I want is the moment I
realized I loved you.
To be my everyday with you.

What I wanted was the chance
to die beside you.

So we can be buried in above
ground tombs.

Graves marked with flowers,
shoe marks of children.

Hear their laughter as they
play on top of us.

Til they are caught,
hear their mothers scold      them.

What I want for us is
to be the reason.
Call it a first lesson.

In what you love most,
becomes your worst fear.

1.

I am an old soul,
if not one of the oldest
to walk this cursed dirt

Queen of the lilies
Call me Mother Earth

I gave birth to
  original sin

I conceived it with
  good faith

Sin so blessed

It heard you
question it’s reason

Watched you
turn to your judgement

Tell me?
How would you know
true beauty if I
never gave you sin?

You took my beautiful sin
You made it so ******* ugly

2.
    
I am the daughter of two
strangers
who never knew the
dangers
of playing the game
of compliance

Relying on the lies of loving
one another to love each other

I am the result of a paradox

On the same day one accepted  
the stranger inside and died

The other died and became the
stranger they had accepted  
inside

I accepted my death in a place
where two rivers collided

Call me miracles divided

3.

Out East they call me
the Wicked ***** of
the West

Out West they call me,
the Craziest **** of
the East

I just want to be the girl
who follows the broken coast

Chasing my forgotten dreams

The girl who never missed
a step
dancing to her rhythmic
heart beats

The algorithmic ***** who’s  
passionate desires calculates
between what she needs, what
she wants.

I just want to achieve perfect
results that get me off

4.

I am the need the wind
blows

I am the warmth in sun
glows
  
I am the shadow of everything
at the fall of night

At first dawn of day

I am the light that chases
your shadows away

I am the perfect imperfection

The Lord above respected my
divine wisdom

He blessed me with his vision
  
Now I am the muse that chooses
the real views of the reality
you perceive.

Can’t you see?
I am the woman of your dreams


5.
    
I am who I am
  
I know
many thing
    
To know the things I know
is a curse and a blessing
    
One thing I truly know
  trust me when I say
    
I know exactly how it felt
when Jesus was asked to  
  save our souls.
    
I felt the weight of the
world on my petite
  shoulders
    
Inch by inch
    
Nails of commitment.            
    
Felt the hammer hit.
    
Tangled hair, wearing a
****** crown.
    
Smiling with my broken
frown
    
Sitting in my break of
dawn garden.
  
Waiting for my City.
My King. My Spartan

6.
  
For too long
I have been
a ghost
singing sorrow
in the graveyard  
where I grew up

Drinking the blood
from the
Philosophers
cup

Trying to fill
my cold    
heart up
And
Trying to repair
the devils
violin

So I can sing
the sirens
song again

Who will I be
when I grow  
up?
    
You can call me culture

It was I
who inspired  
Da Vinci

You can call me
high class
renaissance

I whisper secrets
in-sane
artistic visions
    
With my death
bury me in
Pandora’s chest

That’s where I belong

Don’t save
my grace
No cross
No rock
I want nothing
to mark
my spot

In the graveyard
of Eden
is where
I stay lost