If you ever forget how much
You mean to me,
I'll mail a bouquet of thistles
To your doorstep so you
Remember my sting

I'll blow you kisses from my bedside
And end my prayers with "Oh God,"
Because sacrilege is the best medicine
For mediocrity

You're a firecracker
Filled with sparks and light
The world wants your energy,
But listen closely:

Hold it close.
Guard it with glass --
That way, it can shine through.
You're solar-powered
You're a neutron star
You're liquid moonlight at dawn
You're my baby girl
And the world will fear you one day,
And it will love you as well
As I do

Sister,
You're a goddess
And I know that you will
Leave this place better than the
Way you found it

Sometimes
I'm fireproof

Sometimes
My kisses light up the sky
And I sing with the voice of a god
And my fingers stir up lightning
In the stormclouds above

Sometimes
I can silence the sun with a touch
And those solar roars sing to me
And me alone

I was born from snow and glacier
meltwater from the lands the sun
doesn't touch

I was born from blood and the ink
on the writs for a million ancient
creeds, lost to time

I was born on broken promises and
the dream that one day, California
will be mine

It's my American destiny to be haunted
by roadside attractions and to drink water
poisoned by my dog's dying howls

I dream of porcelain snowfall and moonlight
on your upper lip as we kiss for the last time
before you lay me to rest

I sing of a legacy forged in steel and stone, set for
our children to gaze upon, a great mausoleum
destined to fall to our greatest adversaries

But if my dreams don't come true?

Breathe me back to life

I'm on my one track mind
And all I can hear is the laughter
Of who I was twenty four hours ago

Can't give up now,
I tell myself
It's too early to lose faith in myself
But I'm all I got left

Except for, you know,
Everything else

I think I messed up again,
Father
And I come to you seeking answers
And I'm sorry that's all I ever ask for
But my mortality demands it
If I'm to remain sane

I start issues I can't resolve
And I know it's unfair to lay this all on you
But they told me this is what you're here for
So can we work on this together now
And go to trial later?

this is my warm month
my brown month
my i'm so safe month

its time to say goodbye
to the earth and i'm a worthless lie
and it's everything to me
that i may die

huddle by the fire and sing old bible hymns
to me as i fall asleep
and the leaves outside are my lullaby
as i descend into my deep sleep
this november

i'm wishing you well
and i want to tuck you in
but that honor remains
to your own hands

filthy ******* disgrace