My bruises are hidden and my mind is a mist

When I feel threatened out comes my fist

My home is a hell; my future so bleak

Cared for I'm not so attention I seek


The smells of this world are damp and so dark

My only palace is the swings in the park

Most avoid me and I wish he would too

I would like to speak out but would it seem true?


I listen for help; from the crack in my wall

But no-one comes; they know nothing at all

I oppress others as a release of my hate

I am alone and there is no escape


Everyone else has a hand to hold

This world is so dark, so sad and so cold

Why do I have to live with anger and strife?

I am a bully and this is my life...

If I am feeling the need to purge
I head on out to nature's church
Where I can feel peace
Where I can have quiet
and practice my amen in nature's diet.

Do not know which I like more
Listen to an owl call for his mate with a hoot
or when the tree frogs start singing and follow suit
Have a picnic under my favorite birch
oh yeah nature is my church

Do not know which I like more
My favorite coffee while watching the sunrise
or watching all the colors of a sunset in the skies
Seeking out treasures and trails to search
oh yeah nature is my church

So let us show a little appreciation
and give a thanks to the man upstairs
When it comes to his creations
We should bow our head in thankful prayer

Who says I am lost if I wander
but I can get lost in God's wonder
It isn't hard just look around and search
Nature should be all our church

A wish to get me through the night
Twin flames forever burning bright
Lost souls who've found each other now
Complete in knowledge that somehow
We'll make it through
However hard
We'll grow together
Love unbarred*

(C) Pixievic 2016

So empty and vain
Forced smile on cadaver
Carrying loads of misfortunes
Dead alive and alive when l sleep

Is it life or human design
To hammer my shell
And emerge broken bird
So they can doll me up to play

You cannot conceive,
The emotions weaved in me.
Separated yet entwined.
All unconfined.
I am never me,
I am always she.
"Be yourself" they say.
But I am like a cabaret.
Full of other girls,
But none of them me.

There is a place known to some called the Haunted House.
Please, fear this place.
You aren't safe there, you're weaker.
Run run run.
Please don't stop.
Please don't look back.
Run run run.
Escape the Haunted House.