I did it again, mama....
     I took your words to heart.

But, I left them there.


"Don't touch it baby, it will hurt you!"
You would always say this to me.
Mama,
     Why can't I stop touching?
And mama,
     He wasn't a stranger....
              ....but afterwards....
     he.... became.....one.

You were right, mama.
     Strangers do hurt me.

Can't I just be your little girl again?
With my scraped knees
And my bruised chin?
Falling out of trees
or off my bycycle
Where there would be a kiss
To make me feel better.
AND a hug!

God.... Mama,
   Read me a story
of knights in shining armor,
Of princesses,
Of those fairytale men.
Can I trade you stories for mine?
For they are far much better,
They'd loll me to sleep,
I wouldn't cry...

I did it again, mama.....
     I took your words to heart.

But, I left them there.

Betty Jones was a talker.
Had the whole town spun in her web.
Door to door she'd collect her prey.  Cunningly, she'd score on each stay.

In confidence, they'd all come clean
About some week old drama
or the fresh cooked steam.
And while she twisted
And plotted
and sewed
the lies and propaganda began to grow.

She became ever so greedy
with reputations held up in her fist
that she didn't seem to notice, really,   the deep hole they'd dug in her midst.

Shed thought she had it made,
her silky voice and her grin....
Thought she'd go on forever....
Until one day the did her in!

Betty Jones was a talker.
Had the whole town spun in her web.
Not thinking of the consequences.
She ended up dead.

What will we do? How will we survive? I say, I've got a splendid idea. Well invest time into hot coffee Saturday's and lazy pancake Sunday's. Well have millions before were thru. Just see what we can do.

What really matters? Could you spend some time on me? Ill make a living off of loving you. just you wait, you'll see.

Let's gather all our junk and put it in a yard sale. Someone might just find what they need. Well take all the money which isn't very much and add it all up for our dreams. Maybe take a trip to Timbuktu. I don't care where we go, as long as it's with you.

What really matters? Could you spend some time on me? I'll make a living off of loving you. Just you wait. You'll see.

It's easy for me to run away
And wait for this heart to heal another day.
Than, to close my eyes,
Trusting that you won't ever go away.
It's easy for me to just turn around,
burn everything we've built to the ground,
Bury the ashes, the memories,
So they can never be found.

But I'm so in love with young
All choked up and twisted inside of you.
Can't break free
And give back this heart you gave me.
You're safe inside,
So deep inside me.

Remember that time
I said, " I want inside of your mind,
The ins, the outs,
and what you're about"?
There's so much more
I need to explore.
I'll spend the rest of my life
If you'll just take my hand.

Will you run with me?
For the rest of our lives?
No matter how dark?
No matter what time?
Could you stay?
You are so precious to me.

Malicious destruction
In childlike confusion.
A twisted affair
Left both so unaware.
Their bodies met without a care.
A mindless lust
Crushed into abyss...

I tried to scratch the poison out
All those years ago.
Thought I had bled you out,
All of this, everything about you, go.

You and I: a poison
Toxic
Rabid chaos
A deadly end.
Toxic
Unsatiated desire
Neither of us could quench
Toxic.

To my surprise
And our sweet demise,
Each other, once again we found.
Indescribable pleasure,
A rekindled fire.
Our bodies met without a care.
Mindless lust
Crashed to the ground.
You and I: a poison.
Toxic.... Till the end.

There are
A lot more leaves
Than there were yesterday

Seems the fall
Doesn't want to hold back...

Saw a shadow girl look my way and say that she'd got a message for me. She said, "you don't know me now and you won't believe but I'm from your future. Seen your life in my time." she said I wasn't very happy. My eyes were empty as a starless night. Said I was lonely and bitter and cold with no one who would love me. Who would have loved me?
She said,
Forgive yourself for the damage you think you've done. Wash your hands clean from the mess you think you've made. Crawl up out of yourself and self made hole. Rise up and let yourself be loved. You are love. Let yourself be loved.
Shadow girl didn't stay long. She just winked and smiled and walked on by. Her words haunted my night. Sleepless, restless thoughts raced through my mind. couldn't understand and didn't know why she said what she said. But she did. So I thought I'd give it a try repeating the words
She said
Forgive yourself for the damage you think you've done. Wash your hands clean from the mess you think you've made. Crawl up and out of yourself and your self made hole. Rise up and let yourself be loved. You are love. Let yourself be loved.