When we look into the lives of another
We may turn over pebbles and stones
Which show the love and pain
The peace and the desire  
We see those
Though we don't understand
Who have traced their footsteps in the sand
of the beaches
With which our loved ones often wander
Aimlessly waiting
Looking for the answers to their prayers
Stones in circles giving power
Crystals placed within the hour
Some are too beautiful
And were not ment to last the mile
In which we run
Hold him
In your heart
hold him
Because I feel he was worth the burden
of painful but joyous memories
My heart is bleeding now
My tears well up within my chest
and flow freely down my face
Beautiful soul
Touched
By
Another beautiful soul
Be free
In life
As i feel he is
In another world
Not far from here ...

My mind is tired
My eyes hurt from
The continual throbbing lights
That shine through them
Not towards them
So many moments lost to
Misunderstanding
The peolpe
Who really matter
Too many hardships
Because of lack of money
And resources
I have stood humbled
When looking into the eyes of the dying man
I have stood torn
As they laid the child
Taken from my womb
Into the ground so cold
And yet
And yet
I still don't seem to understand
The workings of my soul
Mutter not
If you do not weep
When in love with the rose
Which has thorns
And kills you on the  inside
I love the air I breathe
I love the hearts that are touched by mine
But when they turn and try to love me back
Shamefully I turn
And look for comfort
In  barren lands
Holding my head in my hands
I prey there be another day
Far from now
where I may wash away my sins
I know not what they are
But they must be great
For life to mock me so

Some day I will look upon the beauty
of myself and know that
what I have become is all I need to be

Just Wondering
When the hounds will
Be settled in their beds for the night?
Let me know
For only then
Will I be Back
To play with words so sweet
All this hate is Consuming
All that is
Beautiful

I work
from the inside out
Thats how I find my truth
Its the reason why Im trusted
Its the reason
Why I am
Who I am
I would try to conform
But I would be pulling against my own tide
For this reason
I work
From the inside out

Today its my birthday
But im not having a party
Cos im ill
Im not having cake
Cos im ill
I couldnt go out with the girls last night
Cos im blinkin ill
So im putting my birthday off
Until another day
Cos thou the sun is shining
**I really int feeling it

Am i thoughtfully pondering

or is

My mind  experiencing a fragmented moment

or is

There a different perspective you could offer me

I would be grateful for any in put

Actually **** it

I'm going to sleep

All this fragmented pondering surely isn't good for

The mind