I must say these thoughts are venom
infecting with inborn criticism
I was born with ***** blood
I was born in the heart of the earth
and they didn't understand
I was her child
so I was destroyed within'
the heart of the furnace
I was burned to ash
not with the pressure
of diamond on my face
ash and soot
the only home I now know

stingrays trace the rivers
flat against the ground
and they don't have to worry
because their souls will live
in the between
where the lights know their name

the smog rolled on the sea
white wash on the beach
salty air in my lungs
heart strings pulled on
and I'm singing your song
in the sea I sing
so hopefully the ocean will be discovered
and my love uncovered

my branches grow
spreading and breathing
my leaves sap strength and life
and I will soon die
but while my leaves are living
I will come to life again
and paint his soul
with green paint
and purple hues
so even the horizon
will not be the end

they say where there is sadness, Joy
but to be joy there has to be sadness
they say that where there is darkness, light
but to be light there had to be darkness
and I was wondering maybe it was a
CRUEL JOKE

needles in my arms
drawing blood without alarm
I let you do this and I don't know why
maybe it was the sugar coated lies
maybe it was trust
that shook me apart
maybe it was the control that I cannot grasp
maybe I was used and that hurts
but I still love you
even if it's stupid
I still dream of you today