Our minds are so morbidly scary
In bouts of silence and dark
That we can imagine death, destruction, blood, A SPARK.

Knives cutting holes in our paper-thin skin,
Kids throwing rocks till their brains turn pulpy,
Bridges rocking and creaking, skin hitting ice,
Smashing our souls on concrete..

It cures a hidden desire, worse than lust or need or want.

And on that note:
The world is turning
And with it, morbid minds.

The mask I wear
Says I am OK
That everything is perfect

The song I sing
Says I feel fine -
My body isn’t failing

The words I write
Are mostly lies
Of better times tomorrow

The wand I wave
To change the world
Was purchased at a dime store

The flag I raise
To greet the day
Is hanging upside down
ljm

The days and nights
I enjoy each with you
Is a blessing from my Lord
And I believe it in solid...
But for his grace ...
You and me would still be
Unknown hearts to each other ...
He gave you to me ..
To care for you a lot
And vice versa too...
And for sure
he wants me to love you
to love me....

I thought I could be happy
As you would make me happy
With you around me..
As your gift for me
On my special day...my birthday!!

But
As always

Loneliness accompanied me
In your place
With Wonderfully packed gift of
Disappointment!!