Casting spells
ringing church bells
boots of leather
& diamond shells
gypsy child
running wild
ethereal whispers
****** blisters
on  feet
that
wander
far &
deep

Gypsy child
ethereal whispers
guide her
to
the
dirt road
she paves
as she wanders
effortlessly
through the
storms

Casting spells
ringing church bells
boots of leather & diamond shells

tainted blood
overflowing
flood
***** flower
refuses to bud
walk through his fire
I'm drenched
in desire
morals evade me
burn
higher
& higher

His
moods
eradicate
my peaceful nature
shift so greatly
Like the moon
Waxing and Waning
Ever-changing
Never stable
I am not able
To keep up
pick me up
spin me around
Shortly after
I hit the ground
bruise my ego
bruise my Face
I can’t keep up with
Your moods
pace

Waves rise
then
crash
smoke rises
next falls
The ash
we must
let go
of
illusionary control
instead embrace
The eb& the flow

distant city sounds
invigorate my racing mind
italian cars race
in the  noir night
white powder
stains
  clear warning sign
chained to this
toxic wasteland
for quite some time
he spoke
cruel worlds
with a twisted tongue
words cut deep
wounded & stung
I
Should have known
from the start
what shines too bright
will always dim
those who lie also sin
there was no chance for me
to win
in the toxic wasteland
with him