Screaming at the top of your vocals
So loud my ears automatically shut off the sound
Or such a deep whisper
You make my tears come falling down
Face to face with the echo of my own fatal existence
And the reality of all our largest fear to come true

And who luckier than I
To have every bit of detail spread
From who I've been in contact with
To who I've laid in bed
And to feel so sorry that you can't sleep
Night after night till you can't weep

No room to breathe
I can feel the slime on the breath
Of the constricting snake
One who I've seen oh so many times
Evil and Devil
Feeds on sorrow and corruption of the mind

But a girl like me has no doubts
I've seen myself through
The toughest of drought
My little life has never felt safe
Only within the bounds of my perilous reality
Fiona on a ledge
But will not look over the edge
Only out at the distance
For nothing is dread ♥

Adorable Baby , no wonder
voices are crisp , crunched and clear .
Hue has no other reason
A feeling is so pure,
Almost hurts, but its so soft
Like a dreamy day
No clouds in the way
Things are just
No problem

Tension comes when words are spoke
To the degree of having to know
Little was spent on the type of projection
Communication blurred
Beauty would be learned
But by that time
Our hearts have already been burned
What we thought we knew
And had to do
Stuck to us like glue
We start to see each other as
A sticky little mess

Breath, water as I inhale
Breeze a beautiful caress
One perfect girl
With the intention
Save the rest
She sees them as they see themselves
But there is something else
Fighting for each bleeding moment
Since she seized her chest

Each and every bone
As it pokes up at the surface
Seen as a lifeless picture
She decided to add some purpose
Each thought carried a remedy
Till somebody had to throw it
Save the sea, the being
They are all of ugly creatures

As I look down at my feet
My eyes glow with knowledge
I learned to teach myself
And know I have to own it
Having all the reason
To shut the ugly down
I glide my palm over the ground
To make a path
One must take a bath
Soapy glow, and a shiny shower

Can you feel the power
Of an ugly death
Now feel the hope of a beautiful one
Take us to the next .

IF your words can send the fleet of emotion
That handles the way I move
Can not shut my ears, they know no hinges
You see what your mind cringes
Open supple boundaries where your heart hinders
As far as the wind could carry you
Oceans current could carry a bottle
A message, What moves our own intention
To migrant ways, a monarch butterfly
Motivation rolls the sacred ways of the world
The past peasant or crowned
Fury covered smelling like crown
The unclothed horses run wild
The coming together that's holds the world forever
Cradle from a baby, left on the cold
Let the happiness lift you up off the earth
Give your own reason but let it mean one thing
Life Love .

On a plain, from a scene
Some twisted unwritten stage
Where two pieces of a puzzle
Come together, fit different sides
Can't decide .
Race up a hill, gravity magic
Love, always the climb
And to their surprise
The buckets they tote
Are weapons of protection
Survival, of the fittest
Wishing well ,
Little boys want little girls
With pretty wishes
Rolling and laughing
Hitting nerves, losing grips .
Then no one makes a sound .

Strength is a body , beauty is a mind .
A little girls pleasure is a beating .
As she has no misery when she realizes , love .
It comes in the smallest drops, mouse's cage .
Cinderella , Cinderella !
So I step up, that's that mental .
Cause I cant watch the land slide .
Better before the hour becomes to late
My hands become cold, sweat perspired .
Sun rises, run and play .
My smile brings crystal eyes .
But when the little boy,
He gives his loud opinion, has an attitude .
Girl, she risks anything for him .

Outburst of passionate energy rises from her being,
Her spirit is stirred,
Like a witch brews a bountiful stew
Her heart raises to take the lead
Colors unseen , blunt and beautiful .
She doesn't see why they need be offended
It's how I play, this my game .
A person so full , enough to mix the world .

As she turns to a beautiful young lady ,
Opportune time to try and fly
Too fortunate to be cared for,
What the hell babe?
She continues to turn the table
With her hand, Queen of hearts .
Flush, the ******* .
Her luck is vibrant in her life,
August approaches .
Each day is tweaked, to the perfect direction.
Navigation is her freedom .
What they call a 'Secret',
That's what I call ignorance .
Its all around and I watch it every day .

Like a mermaid laid out on a boulder
And watches waves crash on the shoulder,
and keeps singing those handsome lullabies.
So as this world cranks into action ,
I sit by and watch as it is turning to a direction that is love .
Can you imagine, a single girl knowing so much
Her friends family, never knew all this one child could inspire
It was all so plain to see for them, boom.
I'm useful and nice, our smirks.
Like we don't already know what they mean .
, they should look at their pitiful mirror .
Like a one way street, but somehow they still made some turns?
Looking up to only themselves, everyone else was feeble?
I laugh, just a giggle, followed by a sigh .
To see my happiness send someone to hell .
Burning for fame, their passion is lust .
Bad *******, tip toe .
You didn't see me leave . ♥

A blank canvas .
No , a blank canvas is me .
You have the curvature , of a vintage collage .
The nature of jungle , shiny and green .
Wondering with movement .
Fit and unseen .
This amazement, is Your personality .
Tamed I see .
Not for me .
My pen is movie , I am moving .
Blind to me .
I am free .

For eternities, it seemed
We sought out the extremities
And so far down the road
It seems a bit narrow up ahead
As if time will click on
Without a sound
And the pound in our hearts
Will sink down
Weightless and floating
We start to think
About how we got this far out to sea
This starts the struggle
We become tired and limp
And the only thing we grasp is the water
Forget the swim
As we grasp for the empty edges that surround
Even touching the ground
Seems silly, as the filth starts to cloud
No matter where you look, which ever way that may be
Blue is all that your eyes will see

Until you realize
That the color means nothing to me
Only cupping water, each stroke at a time
Will lead you back to where you need to be .

Galantly gazing, coasting lazily .
You need not leave a comfort,
but for the fact of your own zone .