A Salt Shaker Glass

*Just a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

I would watch her as she'd take it out
To read the words it said
Then place it back deep inside
And slowly bow her head

She kept it in a shaker
Hoped salt would heal the wound
But each time she read the words inside
The pain would seem so new

That folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Was delivered from the courthouse
To set her free at last

A divorce from my father
Who had walked away from us
She folded and refused to sign
Till that day that I grew up

As I read that piece of paper
From the salt shaker glass
I thought of all she gave to me
And felt the love inside she had

Just a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

A folded piece of paper
In a salk shaker glass *

Carl Joseph Roberts

Darkness, madness, fiery ligth
in the depths of my eye.
In the dark pits of my mind,
resides one desire I can't satisfy.

At last the storm does start.
No more this fire I can confine,
violently taking over my heart.
I hear one whisper that isn't mine.

Voices that talk from behind,
the silence gets broken.
My unconsccious mind
at last let's the doors open.