passion and pain love and war
infused in coffee and faith
playful although aged
able to love at will
not silenced by a harsh life
wide eyed amazement looks with glitter eyes
my dream for me in age

chewed up and spit out
used and recycled
written out and written off
this is reality of my world
life is hard may time be kind and gentle
look up, see heaven
not my dream for me in any age

mum made it look easy
in high heels and a smile
her stride where smooth
after two years it not any easier
i got use to it
not what i wanted for young vibrant me

someday endless days of laughter
no tears or sadness
just joy
my dream for me

I told him I didn't mind
that it was cold in there.
That the wind blew through it
like it was made of mesh-screen.
Or that the idiot next door,
he played the same beat on the drum,
night after night, day after day.
"I don't mind," I said, "that some
ranting, raving, mad woman screams orders
at the drummer constantly, either."
"I don't mind," I told him.
But I couldn't keep the place.
He just assumed I'd meant an apartment,
or a house, maybe some flat downtown.
He's silly. I'd meant my heart.

two lovers run blind
through the meadows in the sun
milkweed and clover
breathing fast and just for fun

still it’s cold inside the thoughts
which palpate for tragedy
so we'll speak of heaven in human form
beneath the willow's wishing tree

tell everyone how it hurt
lover, it’s the only way
make sure they know its soft-
the wound you bare for me

i’ll tell them all you tried to swim
but pointed fingers turn to fists for you
in an ocean full of mutiny
the bad man beats the
weak mans blues

I am the reincarnation of my mother's murdered spirit trying to rise

Do i go
And where
Moon has led me
To my kin
It is up to which part of me
Who thrives in best intentions
Never unfaithful implications

Let stubbornness subside
Teach in mind of love
New patterns painting plans
So hurtful hands shall never bear
An equal
Or a heart left to let go

I can already feel it
The pull,
The drag.
We're heading back to how we used to be,
There's no good left in us,
There's no love left between us.
I want out.
I want to run.
I want to hide.
I want to live the rest of my life.
Trust is lost,
Love is forgotten,
Tears are dried.
There's nothing else,
There's nothing more.
I'm walking out,
I can't do this anymore,
You're not who you used to be,
You've lied to me,
There's nothing left,
Goodbye,
Good luck.

You've struck a chord with me
One that is so loud I can't ignore

And I'm not sure
If it is cold hard reality
Or just what I choose to see

Perhaps the truth escapes me
A misperception that soon I'll perceive differently
It is hard to tell

I've never felt quite so alone
Empty inside myself

The one who I want
Too far from my grasp
Everyone else, lacking

This world is huge
Massive, just looking up at the clouds is astounding

I realize there are a million other human beings out there
A million other faces that don't make me feel amazed

Misery does not like to be alone
If I could hit a wall in my life
I've struck it hard

"You don't understand,
I'm not strong enough
to let go of these people
who don't even care for
me."