little fragile creature
broken and empty
your crying again
you're so **** silly

little skinny girl
why don't you eat?
you're starving again
food is what you need

little baby me
why are you here
you should have been dead
no one would waste a tear

Today is the day I have
chosen  to die,on the wings
of an ANGEL I will fly high

I feel I could have been
better while I was here,
but on the wings of an
ANGEL,I will have no fear.

All my life I had to put up
a fight,but on the wings
of an ANGEL I will be alright.

Things may have been better
if i'd taken time to pray,now
I am on the wings of an ANGEL
and I am going to be ok

I wish for nothing more,
Than to help find their way.

Infinite meanings,
Behind every word I say.

Will you?
Come out?
And play?

Today my work is slow.
Not me, no!
I'm comfortable in my flow.

First thing was a furnace.
Malfunctioning and *****.
Yet with time I never did race.

I can't keep up that pace.

Now i'm eating,
In my favorite coffee place!

You should be happy!
You should be glad!
Infinite experience awaits,
For you to be had!

It never matters
What anyone else sees
In the end
It's only what I be

I dream of a place,
Where he is mine.
Where the arms that envelop me in their security,
Are His.
                I dream of a place,
                Where the lips that devour me
                In their seek for passion and glory,
                Are his.
I dream of place,
Where the eyes that pierce all the walls that I have meticulously built,
Are the same shade of golden brown,
As his.
                And I dream of a place,
                Where his voice soothes the apertures in my head,
                Where his hand traces the tears that trickle down my cheek,
                Where the warmth in his body, diffuses the cold in My heart.
I dream and I dream,
But in the end,
That's just what they are,
*Dreams.

Unicorns don't exist.
Because sometimes just the idea is enough.