I want to be your haven -
come close, never hesitate,
you're safe with me,
I'll keep you warm -
Amid this storm

If your heart can change overnight
I am afraid of giving you mine.
I can take the pain,
But I don't want us to suffer.
I want you happy, I want to be better for you
But your wandering eye got the better of your heart.
Didn't act, but you left me far before you said so,
And, for this, I'm terrified to love.
I will, give me time,
Because I want you now,
But I will have to wait and see
If C stole your heart
And shot mine

I trust in the repetition
the work of the Mantra

more and more recited
with love.

I trust in the deep ever-more
of life

the reaching out
of Love.

I believe happiness lives in Blood.
Whether our own, or that of others is the question.
I remember when I first realized it;
You were the reason I was unhappy.
The shattered vase recognizing the hammer that destroyed it.
The broken heart spotting the surgeon who haphazardly carved it from its home.

I remember realizing that my happiness was stolen and by none other than you,
And that if I wanted to be happy once again, I had to free my happiness from your blood.
But what's the fun in ******, when it's so easily accomplished?

I decided to destroy you.
To make you regret being born just as I had;
To make you taste the saltiness of your own sweat and tears
As you sat in a pile of ash you once called your beloved and cherished sanctuary
Was my idea of "salvation".

I dismantled you, and your family's life.
I disrupted the dismal peace you all so boringly accepted as your lives
And by stirring the waters, I brought out the worst in all.
The pestilence grew within your home
And quickly leaped from your family
Onto mine.

Suddenly, the plan backfired.
You steered into the chasm of life that I spent years mapping,
And all I had to do was whisper in your ear and sew doubt into your skull.

And yet,
This backfire;
This single moment of social dissonance,
Reshaped the earth we both stood on.
The dark corners I once knew became twisted and corrupt copies.
My mind became a new place to explore and learn about.

I just wish the last image to bless my genesis
Had been of you
Swinging gracefully, and peacefully
From your neck.

Ladies, gentlemen, everyone in between, and inside out.
We're not saints nor are we sinners,
Where does the lie lay,
In a bed of withered flowers,
Underneath our grandmother's porch,
Are we inspired by the truth,
Or the choices we make?

Have we learned?
From the best of people,
Or the most favorite songs,
I bet we've learned.

These are all the people who have never seen a moon,
Have you ever seen a moon within a well-lit room?
Cause we honestly never have and I'm not sure we ever will,
There's some glimpses here and there while we're jogging out there,
But never have we ever seen the brightest, fullest moon.

Have we learned?
From the best of people,
Or the most favorite songs,
I bet we've learned.

Life didn't give her lemons
It gave her a whole ******* grove
She made oceans of lemonade
From an early age
Serving it with flair
In pretty glasses with umbrellas
You never taste the pain
When she serves you
We don't deserve her
But that's not how lemonade works