I'm trying to escape
For my sight has been *****
Watching the show of life
Proving I'm just another strife
And so I close my eyes
Looking for a paradise
Because deep inside my chaos mind
There's a tranquility I could find

-Jess

Being a sinner and I'm guilty
But should I be condemned for eternity?
Just because I stray too far from reality
It doesn't mean I seek no clarity
I don't want any sympathy
Nor I ask for charity
Just don't judge my sanity
Because within the chaos I still own my tranquility

-Jess

It was that night of the Blue Moon 
When you said the words I wanted to hear 
It was that night when you made me swoon
Because then I knew, that you'd stay here

I loved the way your dimples show
Whenever you would smile
I loved the way you let me know
That you'd walk with me a million miles

I remember those days 
When you'd kiss me 'hello' and 'goodbye' 
I remember the ways 
You made me laugh when I sighed 

I knew it was true love 
Given to me by the heavens above
You gave me your heart, I gave you mine
Our fingers, therefore, are forever entwined 

But alas you let go! 
I knew this day would come
You didn't even let me know
Now my feelings are numb

But alas you let go! 
I was left hurt, you killed me
I was left in deep sorrow
I can never be set free

But alas you let go! 
It's the first time you didn't kiss me goodbye
What love have I not shown
For you to stay with me for life?  

But alas you let go! 
The sun had set, it was suddenly noon
Just remember I loved you so
But I knew our love would end soon

The silent function
Of a messed-up worker woman
Is god's one secret

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Coffee breath
Sad, old man
So drearily boring
I want to know his hidden depths

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She said sure
but I've never done this before
then she got on her knees and she lied even more

The growth of the Willows correspond
to the increased loudness of their rustling
reaching for the Sun
while the winds ruffle their leaves
waving to the Universe with spindly boughs
massed together like an impenetrable jungle.
How those thin and shaky trees survive winter
the battering wind and chill factor, is amazing.

i know the truth
if you do, don't tell it
cause i feel alone in a room full of people
people that sting much like bees once their mouths get the courage to open

the walls,
they are welcoming enough to let me lean on them
but move once i trust them
so i dont trust anymore

like roses, trust can be beautiful at times
but bite you once you try to reach for them
my finger tips still bleed from all the times i've tried
when i think of you,
i pluck out a thorn each time to remind me of the pain you left behind

but that's just it, it's behind you
you moved on. you don't care
while i'm just here trying to clean the hair from the drain so the water can flow again

your picture still hangs in the same place
not centered, cause you weren't the type for details
but neither in a place that would cause me to move it
im afraid that if i take it down, the dust will make me sniffle
so intensely that my mother will coming running to see if i'm ill
then i'd have to explain to her why you dress is still laid out on the bed from the night you never showed up

i wouldn't like that,
i hide from things, hide from confessions
confessions that make me feel like this
but i always feel like this

so why am i still hiding?
shouldn't i know how to deal with it by now
shouldn't i be comfortably numb
shouldn't i just...... stop for a second
breath,
take time for me,
understand my language
instead of decoding the character i call "love"

they say love isn't a game,
but how come i'm always checking for my mate like it was chess
checking through the little peep hole in the door for 7 hours at a time
cause that was your favourite number,
and if you were to show up then it would be perfect timing

you're perfect in that way,
that's why i'm waiting for that moment
the moment the door opens wide
and the dress is put back on