One way or another
I'll fly like a bird
I'll get out of here
I'll land on my own perch

No one can catch me
I'm free

I won't leave a trail
I'll just disappear
For a while,
I may fly back
When the leaves change

Just know this,
One way or another
I'll fly like a bird
I'll get out of here

I'll be too far gone
To reach with a caw
The sound will not make it
To my young ears

I'll be gone
Too far out to see
With binoculars

It's tragic
Negativity and lack of trust
from people I once knew
has dripped deep into my veins
like a slow virus,
set to explode.

Just sweep your mind over here for a minute
Bring that dust bin too
I have some sin for you to commit
Let's have a look
Do you need that hook?
No bass is going to feed off that
Are you wishing for a cook?
I'm not your gal
I've not done much in life y'all
Just sat here and played ball in a cup
For long hours
Useless waste of time
I'll admit


What is there to do
For an old maid like me?
I've run dry
Like the Sahara
No rain cloud in sight

8.11.11

If there were a way to mend your heart
Before it was broken, I would
If there were a way to get along with you
No negativity included, I would.
If there were a way to love you for all my days, I would.

Life has yet to set that path for me.
My trails are still bumpy, and long.
The temperature is ever changing,
And the sky has many shades of color for me to see.

1.26.11.

She is dripping 
With pretty hatred 
Her tears pour out 
Sinking her heart ship

No one notices
Her open mouth
Her need to cry out
No air 
Occupying her lungs 

Yet she jogs head first into 
The waves 
Not afraid to die young 

If only her love 
Could save her now

Her guy too mixed up
In worldly distractions 
Is no help to her,
Cause the fight she had left
He left on pause

Forever waiting...

Your face is a rose petal.  Your kisses make me bloom

The scars on your face
Are what I can't erase
From my mind

These scars have stood the test of time
No healing has been done
All that I see
Is what I run from