Hanging on my play rooms wall
many toys for us all
I have a feather slapper
black rose whip
and a pair of silk rope handcuffs
hundreds of toys
to enjoy my ***; fun
you might be scared
but you'll be screaming for more when we're done

One day my skin will be wrinkled
my teeth will fall out
my memories will fade
and one day, my heart will stop
my body will rot
and I'll just be another person time forgot.

But while I continue to age
I'll make friends
I'll have children
I'll leave a mark on this world
so although I have gone
part of me will continue to live on

Everyone argues
everyone as disagreements
some people blow a fuse
but it's not worth it in the end
so put down your guns
put down your swords
dismantle those bombs.
Have your arguments
have those disagreements
but don't blow a fuse
accept your differences
and work on your similarities

If God is real then I ask you to help me
If God is real then I ask you to save me
Like glass can shatter
so can my dreams
Like wood can break
so can my heart
Like life can die
so can my soul
Like a person without hope can give up
so can I


If God is real then I ask you to help me
If God is real then I ask you to save me
If God is real


If God is real then protect us all
Help us all
Save us all
at least
Free us all

No More
so many have died
as you sit in your comfy chairs
children are dieing
families are seperating
no good ever comes from it
No More Wars

Food becomes limited
costs go up
money disappears
luxury no longer exists

Hospitals become full
children become orphans
women become widows
men lose their wives

No body ever wins
we all lose
so please
from the bottom of my heart
as a member of the human race
and on behalf of all life without a voice
please NO MORE WARS

The first time I said I loved you
the first time you said it back
the love in your eyes
and the passion in your soul.
The first time your saw our daughter
her first word
the love in your eyes
and the protection you felt.

You have no idea what I'm talking about
and it breaks my heart each day
because
While my memories remain
yours are gone

A million voices screaming out in pain
not one of them is mine.
Each muscle weighing more than a plane
not able to move, traped in this uncontrollable body
listening to the millions of diffent voices screaming
but no sound comes out, it never does.

Once, along time ago, one of the voices was mine
it was the strongest, the loudest
when I spoke the other voices fell silent
but no more.
What changed?
I don't know but as the days tick on by
I can tell that my voice is dying


STOP, Don't talk to him!!
Don't listen to anything he has to say.
He had his chance and he blew it
now it is mine, my voice is the loudest and all other voices will fall