The after goings on

When the preliminary is over
                      and the smell of rotting flesh
has become soil
possibilities are endless.
                     To be an oak or an olive tree
or a preening almond tree.
A yellow spring flower and green grass
so beloved by goats and children.
                        Or simply irritating weeds
in some curmudgeons garden.
                      I would, like to be a stallion
but since I can't be anything physical
                      It will be plant life for me

So tell me babe, why do you stay
Is there something stopping you from making a change
You go on, getting stuck in your ways
Is there somewhere else you wish you could be today
Now don't fall asleep, and don't follow your dreams
Don't wait up for me, and don't you dare to believe
That there's anything more to this than what you're able to see

Love Yourself

Not because nobody else is going to do it
but, because when someone else loves you,
it is so much easier to love yourself.

And when you love yourself,
it is so much easier to love others

And you are loved by me

Mom

it has been a year.
since you stopped talking to me.
a year when you broke my heart and I decided to use someone else's to fix it.
a year where I was miserable and maybe desperate.
a year when I was scared but hid behind the mask of happiness.

and its almost a year when i was healed.
fixed from the broken pieces you left me with.
a year when I learned to smile again,
not only showing my teeth but real emotions.

real emotions and feelings we failed to share.

I won't be honest with my emotions.
I won't say the truth.
Just trust my eyes,
And slowly you'll fall for those beautiful lies.

Diamonds are as hard to find
As the words that should be said today
The tears come out as hard
As the words that are left for me to say.