When morning dawns
I shall gather my flower basket
And pick the white jasmine blooms
I shall stare at the cotton candy pink clouds
Racing across the morning sky
When morning dawns anew
I shall retreat to the forest
Where I shall dance in glee
I shall celebrate the dawn of a new day
The rebirth of the sun shining in the east
I shall wear dewdrops in my hair
I will embrace the sunrise
And dance in the horizon
When morning dawns once more
I shall waltz upon the vibrant hills
Arrayed in cloak of hunter green
When morning dawns tomorrow
I shall sing to the heavens
And be grateful just wake up
To another beautiful day
I will thankful just to be alive
Alive, happy, and carefree

*~Marian~

Y'know I haven't in a while,
Haven't needed to feel the pain.
But for some reason I let a common internet troll get to me.
So now I guess I leave the site,
and hang my head in shame...
I played around with putting my feelings out there,
But this has proven it....

I can't trust *anything

caught smoking trees
it started with me
you were in my face
pushed me out of my place
i was out my window
i hit an all time low
i was chased
i picked up my pace
i ran to my friend
to my needs he could tend
dazed and afraid
i had got not what i paid
but in fact laced
i wish i had mace
i walked him back home
i was out all alone
i went over a wall
took a large fall
ran into the unknown
they had an unsettling tone
once they were near
i was frozen with fear
back on the ground
you could hear a loud pound
glass to my ear
this felt like a year
out like a light
i was unable to fight
awoke with pain
i had nothing left to gain
clothes were tattered
body was battered
stumbled through my door
he insulted me with "*****"
lied on my bed
thoughts racing through my head
out of breath
nothing left
back in my face
now i really wish i had that mace
i was back outside
my life felt like a lie
runaway home
i was accident prone
rumors spread
my reputation was dead

but after all this
i realized
ignorance is bliss

i stood back up
raised my cup

who was to blame
did you need to change
was it because of our fight
is it me that was right?
what if you looked through my sight

would you be able to forgive yourself if you knew you were the reason behind that dreaded night