Let the cold wind envelop all that I am,
Allowing it to push me further and further away from you.
I am the kite with glass string; freely falling and flying where I choose.
I am the girl with the poison sting, freely falling and flying where I choose.

Let the sun rise and melt the ice from my blood,
But still the disease remains, and the exposure can’t be contained.
I am the jellyfish, so deadly and calm; freely flowing and going where I choose.
I am the girl who will only do you wrong; freely flowing and going where I choose.

Bitter sweet love, destroying my thoughts.
I could never love you, for you could never accept the truths that hold me captive.
I am the prisoner, who is sentenced to death at daybreak;
freely giving my breath--
& my thoughts to the man who chooses my fate.
I am just the child living in ignorance who is not really a child;
Patiently waiting for that moment that will take me
To the depths where reality has been left asunder to that which is darkness,
And that which is darker then the twisting sickness inside my thoughts.

Arise, with no recollection of the life you have lived,
The choices that have been made;
All that is acknowledged are the burdens of consequence.
Where blood boils and spews so frequently, all you know is sorrow.
There is no essence of time, and anger pointless--
For it was your own actions that lead you astray,
And helped you arrive at this very destination,
Where sugar isn’t considered as sweet as damnation.

you hardly knew what they were talking about,
when they said you were dying from the inside out.
& you still can't maneuver me.
& I'm still like a statued hypocrisy.
Don't look for me on the other side,
where even the monsters have to hide--
I won't cheat death, or defeat it's concept.

There is smoke, escaping from the bathroom.
the hard surface exposing a poisonous fume.
Wake up, feeling like all night you've been dead,
Wake up, feeling either a coffin or a bed.
I never said I was a savior, let alone in your favor.
Hide behind your lies, wear them like mask
Living in your disguise, isn't an easy task.

I dream in color,
so on the nights I don't remember
I just pretend;
I never rose in the morning,
The sleeping didn't end.




& it was in the morning,
when I got that wake up call.
Your voice sounded so distant and old,
My own story abandoned and untold.

This is a song that I wrote while driving home*
I realised everytime that I have to leave,
I've got to deattach more and more of you from me.

___________

I was just mindin' my business,
when you stumbled upon me,
& started throwin' rocks in my lake.
That's when I knew things started-- with a mistake.

That's when the tides started changin'
You decided to go for a swim,
My name started rearrangin'
at the touch of your skin

There was an undeniable shake
like something got shifted.
My thoughts trembled and quaked,
& I hate to admit this,
I don't want this storm to leave
Let its waves rise, and crash down on me

You're the hurricane reaching my shores;
I don't mind if the lightning strikes,
or if the thunder roars

Now your plannin' on leavin'
& I'd always seen it comin'
crashin' down every wall.
There was no rhyme or reason
in this disastrous fall

I was just mindin' my business
when you stumbled upon your way,
started kickin rocks in every direction
now we've got nothin' left to say.
You let the road take you elsewhere,
But the traffic signs weren't obeyed.
You started drivin' faster
& That's when Thursday's giant got slayed.

Now there's someone else that your after.
At first I thought I was broken and shattered.
So I have made new pieces,
& put them back together.
Let the wind take me away;

Seal my lips to keep me from sinkin;
The moon now shines brighter
& I'm accustom to the damage,
That has made my heart lighter.

I won't let go of the past,
It's all that i have
& you're out of my grasp--
Cause none of these storms
were meant to last

Everyone thought her lonliness was due to the death of her husband.
In reality it was because she had never revealed her own truths.
Keeping them tucked away, hidden in her capillaries.
The secrets best kept, are the ones we can forget.
She feared exposing what it is that makes her,
resulting in dull conversations that could only please strangers.
Never had she considered that what she was doing was decietful,
but rather just enjoying a life of ignorance.
A child hiding inside, holding back the tears of life.
She has now made a promise--
to never return to his grave, or even speak his name.
For when she saw in her minds eye the bones of her deceased lover,
decaying and rotting away, just like the memories in her old age;
she came to understand the purpose of that cage we call ribs.

A narrow pathway filled with gypsies.
The demon dances on the tops of their heads,
While the devil waits around the corner,
his fiddle in hand.

Young, and beautiful with skin so fair;
A golden scarf taming the tempestuous curls.
Walking with the caravan, the road has become her home.
Enervated, but also inspired by the thinning soles.
She sings a tune that only the moon knows,
He will steal her away, to where the thorns and thickets grow.

The bottle cool, like the night.
Clouds hiding the stars, concealing the gods 
So she brings the poison to her lips,
And removes the veil that separates the truth from lies.
She sings a tune that only the moon knows,
He will steal her away, but for now he waits and waits
While he hides.

Crawl on your hands and knees,
You will soon adapt and learn how to survive
Without having to stand straight and upright.
With each step she ages, and memories fade.
Her spine begins to bend just like the branches
Found deep in the forest, where she has decided to stay.
Alone in the night, alone in the day.
She sings a tune that only the moon knows,
And He has already stolen her away.

Her feet are now naked, and filled with the thorns.
A pain so natural, that it becomes comfortable.
He takes her in his arms, and her heart melts into the distance.
The curls have transformed in only a moment,
Wrinkles as deep as the river, and hair as white as the full moon.
She’s clenched in his claws, and caught in his grasp.
Everyday she does his task, with hardly any flaws.

Her song is now whispered, and is faint like the breeze.
But the devil has practiced his fiddle, and is searching
For a new beauty to charm, and deceive.
She sings a tune that only the moon knows,
He has stolen her away, Old Nick is the future she chose.

Thoughts degrading, and dripping away;
A rotting albatross concealing my shoulders,
hiding my neck,
hiding my truths.

There is a whole world that we know not of.
It does not exist in a place one would address as below--
Or above.
But rather across the street, in a home of a neighbor,
As well as the stranger in another city.

Embark on a journey where the destination is of no concern.
I shall leave my pillows behind,
And sail across the storms of time.
Eyes shall burn past a mask--
And yet only see what they choose.

Noises creeping through the night,
dreams that haunt me during hours of light--
Will you recognize my eyes?
They are changing,
I know this because
My river shall never cease to run.
Thoughts that evolve day by day;
A different approach to that which we cannot change.

I am the one with wings.
I did not grow them,
They were simply a gift,
But not for flying purposes.

I'm not exactly sure of where this is going, or if it will go anywhere at all.
Maybe our intellect will go out of service, and there will be nothing left.
That was a memory, and time changes the mind.
You can be shy, while i talk to strangers.
I want you to tell me all of your truths.
Hide what you want, you can keep your secrets
because i'm not exactly sure of where this is going,
or if it just ended when you waved goodbye.
The light in the metro was so bright and unveiling.
you sat next to some girl, and so did i.
I sat in front, and you sat behind.
You can be shy, while i talk to strangers.
Reciting stories and memories, of times when we were impressed.
but words are just words, unless you give them a meaning.
you aren't the same person, that i remember.
You don't have to be shy anymore, just create your own definitions.
I'll write out your dictionary, word after word in a subliminal text. Decoding the font, and my personality you see into what i knew not.
You gave me your number.
She said you got to have at least ten,
just in case one isn't interested.
Your company is lovely, while you think that of the money.
work for a living, and live for those who make you happy.
so i'll be whispering, just to make sure that you are listening.
you don't say a word, i try to stay calm.
I don't want to say, or do anything wrong
because i'm not exactly sure of where this is going,
or if it just ended when I walked away.
The train just kept going, and we all have a routine,
i just ask that you don't forget about me.
what is it that i have to do, to make you smile, just to please you?
don't be the stranger that lives in my dreams,
where under the welcome mat you will find the key.
there will be no secrets left this time to find,
or thoughts that need to untangle and slowly unwind.
so don't forget there is a constant pressure,
it's something we all endured over the years.
don't swallow the ink, or the dish soap.
i left the cleaner under the cabinet,
so now i think it's my fault.
the news blames the people, the people blame the news.
i don't want exposure, but there isn't enough death
that is caused by cancer-- so we just keep smoking along.
The lies all have a purpose, just like the sad clowns
who live with the circus.
paint on the smile, just stay a while,
i won't mind if you don't say anything at all.