You're so
dry
you'll soak
any old
mean word
up

Let's destroy her
softly
so she knows
It's all her own
innocent undoing

My ears are ringing
it's because nobody
is willing to hear
my cries for attention

A winding all
a labyrinth of dreams
She is lost and alone
each room is
a history of a world
that is not her own
and she opens every door
with so much pain
leaving it open
forcing herself not to look back
at the ****** knobs and handles
She pushes her feet
her eyes
forward
wherever that may turn to be

Take my hand
I'll show you how to
build a castle
with lofty ceilings
and a foundation
of curious cracked concrete
But the windows will be
wonderful stained glass
and the stairs
winding