How do I love the unlovable?
I cannot walk any further for you.
I keep digging and need a new shovel.
I have walked miles just to look at you.
I walked in circles and squares and hexagons.
What more can I do?
Are you even here, or are you gone?
I want to love you,
but you won't let me.
It can't be me, I've thought this through.
For, I have loved many.
Have you ever loved at all?
If not, take away my shovel
and hand me a saw.
I can't take this anymore.
Can't you see me begging?
I've been your lady and your *****.
Is there something I'm forgetting?
I'm starting to think the door is closing,
or maybe it already has.
Now I have to break through a window
and I'm going to get cut by the glass.

I feel like I'm living in a circle,
because I've been here before -
From a bright angel
to a goddess *****.
I am not happy,
but I am not sad..
Indifferent maybe, just a tad.
It's been a while
since I've seen this place.
It feels kind of good,
like my own outer space;
A mystery,
but one I've already solved.
So is this part two?
Or has it yet to dissolve?
It's like the Dark Ages,
but my darkness is home.
When I leave:
merely a temporary roam.
If I cannot bathe in evil
and I cannot eat the gold,
then I must do something
before I unfold.
Twisted as twine
and blank as a slate,
liking it here,
but planning escape.

Brand new journey
of hopes and dreams
Some new tasks
aren't what they seem
I miss my past life
I miss my home
I'm in a place
that's quite unknown
I've been here once
in adolescence
I left it then,
for brand new essence
I lingered there
for quite some time
I learned some things
and made them mine
Now I'm stuck
and nothing's lost
But still I mourn
and pay the cost
My title changed
my morning kills
I wake up torn
and feel so ill
A broken cat
whose senses fade
I look back at
the life I've made
I'm still positive
and still so proud
But when I'm alone
I scream out loud
With ages changing
and friends amidst
still some scatter
others twist
Identity crises
the first in a while
It seems it's been years
since I failed to smile
I don't understand
I feel so fine
but just a year ago
I felt divine
I surrender
Indifference consumes
I may not be me
but certainly not you
I have no regrets
I'll do what I do
I just pray to Bastet
that I'll make it through
Through the struggle
I'm like the Cheshire
I smile and then
I disappear
I'm sort of there
but kind of here
I still have zen
and **** my fear
but needed time
for you to hear

Something strange happened when
I saw his knees.
I trembled and bit my lip,
but knowing he must be so cold,
I touched him,
and he disproved my judgement as
his heat transferred to my body,
and I lusted him from then on...