Mountain Meadows.

I come here on tethered strings

And my heart knows right off where I am

For once I was here lost like and so all alone

But now the gates lie wide open beckoning  me home.

jo.

I'm sorry for the pain I've caused
And the tears you've cried
With my name tattooed
In the streaks they left
Upon your pale skin
Every sob engraved into a calloused heart
That knows nothing but
Malevolence and loneliness
I'm sorry...

I have no idea why
or where
or how
coincidence happens
or even
if it will
I only know it cannot be engineered
is sometimes startling
sometimes comforting
and its remembrance lasts.

From deep below your throat
It would seem your words appear
Provoking more than pain
with a tinge more of fear

It seems every time you open your mouth
All those words broken
Cut me like razor blades
Every sharpened word spoken

But listen on
this torture I must endevour
Unlike my fresh wounds
These scars will last forever

And as every piercing word
echos through and destroys my mind
every shred of hope, respect
and confidence I may ever find

But know you what you say
is for yourself protect
Not realizing that your words
will give me nights of sleeplessness

And even though we are foolish
and still rather young
For the toxic things you say to me
I hope you choke on your own tongue

**** with me baby
Let's play your twisted little games
And watch us fall to the floor
Let's erase everything
Destroy my world
and I will gladly destroy yours too
I hope you're ready love
because it's time to burn

I think I might
secretly love attention
But have no idea
how to accept it

The night's cold wind
blows gently across my face
carefully pushing my hair into vision
With an assertive finger
I put it back in place
out of the way

and question
what I did
to deserve this

She reads
                                          And she sleeps
                                                      Way too much
                                                            ­           It's her coping defence
                                                                ­               When nothing else will suffice
                                                         ­               She needs to get away
                                                       Without actually leaving
                                             Because she's too scared
                                   And too tired
                                            To leave her bed
                                                      So she cracks open a book
                                                            ­     To escape somewhere far away
                                                            ­             And she'll sob for the characters
                                                      ­                       Whose brokenness resembles hers
                                                            ­                                   And then she'll sleep
                                                           ­                                   And have sweet dreams
                                                          ­              Of realities that are not her own
                                                       Because pretending is so much easier
                                                 Than facing reality
                             So she'll sleep and dream
          And secretly wish she won't wake up
So she can finally escape