Silent swing
Of rope and wood
Back and forth
While a young girl stood
Silent girl
Hands by her side
Remembering the past
When the swing was a ride
Watching
Remembering
Waiting
Contemplating
If she should snap the rope
Watching it fall to the ground
A tangle of past memories
Scream with no sound
Silent swing**
Hangs still of rope and wood
To remind her
Of the times that were good...

Dancing with the porcelain girl
Around the room you twirl
Speed up
Slow down
Dip her fragile head
Pull her back to you
Lift her cracked body to the sky
Never let her drop
Lower her softly to her chipped toes
Grasp with love her hip
Take her hand
Smile to her glass eyes
Around the room you twirl
Dancing with the porcelain girl

I have a tattoo
But its does not dance with color on skin
I'm not happy with it
But I have it
I did it myself
Wasn't one of my finer days
But still it reflects me
I wish to cover it
I wish to was it away
But I can't
Its with me now
Even if it was to leap of my body
Its still with me
My past forever to follow
Never to leave
Thin lines
My tattooed life
I try and hide