I found a lucky penny,
I put it in my shoe,
now every step I take
will lead me right to you.

This darkness that's engulfed our youth
will one day be devoured by the light
that is slowly being discovered,
through words of hope and love and wonder,
where strength is found in turmoil,
where mistakes were once taken for weakness,
the children of today will blossom,
and create a safer world for the children of tomorrow.

They say, "they're just words,"
and they say, "they're just numbers,"
so then why the hell do I feel myself getting older,
and why the **** can I feel your rhymes in my bones?

They may be just words,
and they may be just numbers,
but they are killing me,
thinning my skin right down to my bones,
shedding off layers until there's nothing left,
my mind is a mess I can't make it stop,
this illness consumes me and leaves me
able to consume nothing at all
except all of those words and all of those numbers.

Sadly, I am those words, I am those numbers.

She had the soul of an untamed lioness,
wild, free, on the prowl,
not for prey to satisfy,
but for beating hearts to rip out.
To chew it up between her teeth,
she chose mine to take the beating,
smiling all the while,
never swallowing that part of me down,
heart strings played like harp chords
between her jaw's steel grip,
she'll rip me apart
and I'll love every bit.

The overwhelming sensation that takes over my body
when I am no longer in control
but knowing that she has everything under control
is the sexiest feeling my body has known.

I was angry at you for a while,
really very angry,
and that blinded me from all that you are,
that blinded me from all that I love,
now today I passed that anger,
today I grew to be content,
and now I miss you,
miss you so much,
I know I don't need you,
I've been just fine without you,
but I want to be there,
I want to.
I miss you.
My friend.

I hope you are fast asleep in your warm and cozy bed,
I'll send happy thoughts your way,
I can't tell you myself since you walked away.