Babygirl
When i have sleepless nights,
and somthing doesnt feel right
I stare up at the beams,
in hopes that i can form some dreams
I think of your smile,
and all my worries disapear for a wile
Everything you do,
makes me want to be with you

Babygirl
when i need someone to hold,
whenever my heart is cold
when you kiss my neck,
i become an emotional reck
my fingers moving through your hair,  
Feels like we are floating on air

Babygirl

I look back
And I laugh at myself
For being such a fool
You made a mockery of our love
Hardly ever took it seriously
Or me for that matter
I put up with you
For longer than you ever deserved
All that love and passion
Is now slowly and surely
Transforming into a deep hatred
I allowed for so much time
And so many tears
To be wasted on someone
Who is now insignificant
You warned me plenty of times
Of you not being deserving of me
But I gave you the benefit of the doubt
I always saw the good in you
But then all of the deceit
Ruined that image completely
I'm afraid we can't even be friends
Not then, not now, not again

daydreaming alone -
Lady's Bedstraw golden buds
under my pillow


powerful hailstorm -
under the casino's eaves
the homeless man sleeps


sleeping baby boy -
his mom places in the pram
a lavender thread


grandma's funeral -
I stumble over the roots
of an old oak tree


tall rose at the gate -
grandma's gray mohair shawl
the same every year


quiet afternoon -
grandpa tells his dying wife
about the new pups


brimming hay wagon -
on the end of the wood pole
a blue butterfly


Forty Martyrs Day -
a child on a bike circles
the street crucifix


deserted station -
wild blackberries rimed in blue
through the barbed wire


still summer morning -
wiping off a dove's claw prints
from my windowsill


*Forty Martyrs Day –
a little girl kneels once more
to watch snowdrops grow

Love is not blind, but the heart is.
So be careful whom you fall in love with.

You want to know who I am?
Are you sure?
Are you sure you're not just asking the question to make me ask it of myself?
If you are, allow me to inform you - I already have.
If my answer scares you - good. Run like hell.

Who am I? I am insane.
Crazy, mad, lunatic
Frenzied, demented, deranged
Psychotic
Psychopathic

I am the best liar you will ever meet.
You will not observe my madness.

I was not always this way.
I have been broken into these jagged shards of reason,
disconnected from each other and reality.

I have felt human bones break under my hands, and I liked it.
I have felt human bones break under my hands, and now
that feeling is etched permanently in my brain by the nightmares.

Though I seek my refuge in silence and darkness,
I cannot sleep without screaming.
I am a creature of the night,
though night is the harbinger of my agony.

I am made of contradictions.
My identity shifts from second to second,
dancing to a frantic beat only I can hear.

I am incapable of controlling my own mind
so I have built a wall around it.
You are not allowed inside,
for there lies my macabre domain.
Dangerous
Deadly

My every action is a double-ended knife
piercing me as I stab another.

My only desire is to cause no more pain.
In this I will fail. I have failed. I am failing right now.
My failure slices into my flesh and that of any who approaches.

I wish I could prevent you from approaching.
I wish I wanted to.
But I am too weak to win this battle with myself.

I am insane.
I climb as high as I possibly can
before I prepare to launch myself from that height.
I do this because falling is my only chance of flying
until I hit the bottom and escape into oblivion.
Do not look for me.
I am already going to jump.
Do you want me to pull you down with me?