I am a Chameleon.
Floating through the atmosphere, ever changing personalities.
I can’t stick to one version because there are so many.
Different parts and aspects of the ever changing me.
Through time and space, which version is the real me?
Instead of adaptations and molded parts of clay, glued to me.
But with you, I think this is the real me.
The most authentic version, I’ve ever seen.
Thank you for loving me.

I find parts of you climbing into me.
Your touch is all I crave; you’re all I see.
When I’m broken, you come and fix me.

When the lights go out, and the darkness succumbs, I can feel your breath on my skin.
I breathe you in, you’re my oxygen.

You’re the moonlight, in my darkness.
Your wings wrapped around me, when I’m cold and damp from the storm; when the waves have carried me under, you pick me up and say that I’m yours.

You’re my protector, I’m always yours to keep.
You’re my Captain, my lighthouse, I’ll follow you anywhere.

I’ll love you forever. Each and every day.
You always find a way to steal my breath away.
Your words and your touch is all I need.
So please tell me I’m always yours to keep.

I’m bound to you forever.
My heart is yours.
I’ll sail with you forever, until we find our shore.

I fell into a well.
I tried the best I could to scream and yell.
I tried to grab the sides to climb back up, but there I had no such luck.
“What the ****, what the ****** ******* ****”
Stuck in the muck, trapped in my little hell hole, and for sure; I know I shall die down here.
It’s wet and I’m cold.
I’m shaking.
What can I do? Nothing, nothing, nothing.
I find myself lost, trapped in emptiness.
I’m cold and I’m lost, no one shall ever find me here.
Here in this rocky well, with my blood smeared from climbing on the sides here.
No one will ever know I’m here.
But where is here if you dare to ask.
All I have left is this small flask.
My heart it bled, when I fell down this well, but as you may not know, it’s not a real well.
It might as well be, with a hole this deep, that pulls me back and won’t leave me be.
This ache in my soul, it follows me.
It follows me in the depths of the darkness in my mind.
I try to climb.
I try to get out but I’m lost here, in the shadows of the dark.
My skin becomes wet, my heart feels hollow, melting into nothing with these empty shadows.
“Pull me out! I scream
But no one can hear.
So I linger.
I wait, until the ladder appears.
Your hand reaches out to me and I climb.
Every time I fall in, you somehow find me.
You always try to save me, but somehow I’ll always find myself, back in the well.

Fall in love with someone who makes you smile every morning, with either breakfast in bed or a sweet good morning text.
Fall in love with someone who makes you feel confident, protected and secure; someone who isn’t afraid to stand up for you, who isn’t afraid to hurt other people’s feelings in order to protect yours.
Fall in love with their soul, what broke their heart, their past, their goals, ambitions, dreams.
Fall in love with someone who makes your heart skip a beat, who lights a spark in you, someone who makes you feel as though you could fly.
Fall in love with their darkness. Do their demons play with yours? Do your souls dance in the night? Can they intertwine in only a dance to a song no one else can hear?
Fall in love with their eyes, the way their laugh makes you melt and their happiness fills you with joy. The little moments together, the laughs and the cuddling, running fingers through their hair, laughing together in the shower.
Fall in love, because once you do, you’re changed forever.

Give your tears to the ocean below.
Jump off a cliff, swing into your tears; splashing in the sunset standing in awe the beauty of the sky.
Come away with me, we are safe here, my darling. Dance under the moon with me, kiss me under the stars. You dance with me in the rain, you spin me around, your lips touching mine.
For you’re my sun, moon and stars.
Come away with me, my love.

Why are there cats everywhere?
Cats here, cats there.
Cats with wings, cats with lots of hair.
Airplanes and trains.
These cats are the pilot, they are in control.
Oh no what should we do before these cats try to take our souls.
Dearest, Dearest Cat lady,
What should we do? Hundreds of cats everywhere.
Swinging from the ceiling.
Sometimes, sometimes why?
Old lady can't shake the feeling.
Sweep, sweep, broom.
Enter these fumes.
Save the little kitties.
They are such cuties.
Love, love, lovely love.
One, two, three, four beautiful kittens--
Go out the door.
Life is grand- enter the kitten land.
Through the door into this place, where it's all safe.
Swimming, swimming, everyone's swimming.
Everything is okay, everyone is happy.
You have saved the kittens, miss cat lady.
You have led the kittens to safety.

Blood dripped; everywhere.
*******; shouts were heard.
Answer the phone; Dad runs to see.
I was 6.
That man scared me.
Lock all the windows; lock all the doors.
Just to be safe; we are always scared now.
Trial after trial; hearing after hearing.
Grandma can't forgive him; killed on her birthday.
Dad feels hurt; But I don't remember, really what happened then, then in September.
I remember getting a present.
Was it 1997 or 1998,
When my dad's heart broke into shades;
Shades of heavy black,
Blue, silver, white; stone.
Mom was on the stand.
She talked about me.
I barely remember any of this except from what she told me.
Who would do that?
Take a life;
For an insurance policy.
That isn't right.
Oh you thought you could get away with it?
You thought wrong.
Mister Wayne Kubsch.
I hope you cry when they sing your song.