Girl,
take off your mother's shoes
and lay down her pearls
put them back in her closet
behind the wedding dress
because there's no time now,
to live in the past

Woman,
is what you've become
who you've grown to be
do not be afraid of it
let power and purpose fill you
until your full enough to burst

Sister,
you are now,
and always have been
a woman falling freely
subjected to a mind
deceitful and cunning
and conditioned to destroy

don't lose hope now, pride will break your fall
and when you've reached the bottom, look up
there will still be sun on your side

I tread lightly
on the cusp,
of our budding summer love
because I know all to well
that humidity can make the ground soft
and crumbling down
will come our foundation

I touch softly,
your head to my head
laying closely, legs intertwined
as we soak in the heat
and pray for the rain
to come make us clean

I'm not usually this hesitant,
slow to move into an embrace
but this love
can catch on fire
and burn up fast the heartless stand I take
the post I protect,
wearily and without consent
it could burn up so sweetly
all the sharp corners and dreary dark spaces
that come in between us
and keep our hearts apart

Maybe, I'm not ready for all that
but that old fan keeps blowing
making me sneeze and shiver
and I do know one thing to be true,
depsite the wreckless heed of flames and fire
You've always done your best,
to keep me safe, warm, and away from the burn

Please stop,
sneaking into my dreams
leaving your memory in my mind
and reminding my heart
of what love was;
before I lost it

I need you,
to leave me alone
and stop your incessant lingering
you need to move out,
of the back of my mind
and take with you,
all of your kind words
and your gentlest kisses

I want you to come back
and be mine again,
hold my hand
and my hips,
and me
just a little longer
until I feel safe

I know the distance
is too far to cross
your away and awakened
by someone else's sweet embrace
so you need to leave

my heart,
is no longer your home

Sometimes,
I wish that I wasn't such a mess
I wish,
that I could hold it together
all the time
and do it well,
just like the others

Mama tells me,
that my bag's too heavy
for me to carry on my own
and that's why,
I'm always falling down
or,
breaking down and spilling out

Some days are good,
it doesn't always rain on my house
Sometimes,
I can see the sun
as it peaks it's head above the far grass
and pours gentle light
through my yard

of course when it rains,
it often pours
but we all know,
how that old saying goes

Usually,
it rains for days
and it rarely lets up
no light comes in
just thunder and floods
one day,
I'll probably drown
but,
for now it's okay.

Just give in,
let it go
surrender it all
you know, it's too heavy anyways
your arms will break
and your back with ache
in time,
it will swallow you whole

So just open your,
stubborn, clenched fists
lost and rotting
recover your heart
dust it off and give it a shine
because the day's too long
for weeping
and screaming
and this will all be over soon,
it will be quick and painless

Just be free
turn your *****, twisted face
to the sun and to the sky
and smile, because it's been too long
but I know your face,
hasn't forgotten how,
the wind and rain,
will wash it clean
and push you forward,
let the forces guide you home
it won't be long now

Doesn't feel good, girl?
to give it all up
to stop fighting and lay
your guns down
on the filthy sodden ground
let them disolve
into the mud,
into nothingness
you won't need them anymore.