The stars are painted in the deep blue
Of the oceans never still night
Giving birth to the dreams of a child
Full of to many sharply edged secrets
The unspoken words rip and tear at her marble white flesh
Trying desperately to scratch their way through into the light of day
The pain they cause so damaging
All she wants to do is find the part of her
That houses the undeclared mysteries
Of the crisscross life she's been living
Claw at the lock of made up of flesh and muscle and bone
Let those raw words rush out of her chapped lips
And paint the starry night with her blood