Rain crashes over me in waves
             Downing me in sorrow
       But it's not water, it's tears
Filling up the empty places
                    In my soul
  And a heart I didn't know I had

    Blasphemy! Dry those tears!
That kinda thing ain't needed hear!
                    You're strong,
             You're beautiful,
                      You're smart
   Wipe away those pesky things
      And listen to your heart.

           But I can't breathe,
      I'm shaking violently
   As the flood surrounds me.
           How can I escape?
  How could I just wipe them away?
      I'm weak, I'm dumb, I'm ugly
                  Can't you see?
The tears of sorrow are here to stay.

     You are what I say
           And you know it's true.
What's gotten into you?
   No man or thing is worth a single drop
Let alone, a downpour that could drown you
       All this madness has to stop
                I could help you
      If you do what I tell you to.

There's no help for me,
          My chest is overflowing
    With tears, rotten flowers,
            And dark, ***** shadows.
      The past is within me,
    I can't seem to forget or let it go.
          There's no point to the argument,
     I've already given up hope
You're just the part of me that
          Refuses to believe that's so


             **~ To Be Continued ~

Cry me a storm like summer's past
Your treacherous winds never last

The streams of hue color my face
Naked and simple and broken lace

Stepped on confusion just walks away
Facing it up, leaving today

Mad
Angry and disturbed
Perturbed by your absurd words
Their rhythm ring sing songs on & on
Wrongly depicting me as the beast who depletes we
Condemned and prosecuted for convoluted convictions
Incarcerated despite fair trial meanwhile
Defendant roams free, though guilty
So I suffer when her rough mood cannot bebuffered
And somehow the blame is on me, what a shame it would be
If I had a fair trial, and you were beguiled by my vengeance
But Corinthians bestowed on me that love hold no grudge
So I won't budge,
This time.

An annoyance generator is my mind,
Unjust in its creation. Lack of sleep,
Deviation, stokes the flames
And gesticulations.

My mind, pushed back
Espies the show, as
Mouth bites back the bile.
Calcified my mask does grow
Inflection states my ire.

I see the change
On targets face, as
Fury hits its mark.
Yet at my core
I query why, I
Don't reign in the fire.

Consumed with wrath,
Mind takes back seat,
Puppet slays the master,
How can I, who claims the throne
Escape from Pandemonium?

I'm a lesbian
You're being a **** to me
This is irony

It is too dark and too late and too soon

It’s always the daytime someplace
And if we were there you would say
It’s too light and too early and too late

And so neutrality would be preferred,
To maintain ourselves on both sides of the fence?

Either side of the fence, you mean
For opposite we stand and shall remain
Until you let me climb over
Where the grass is green

It is no greener here
And all the more feet for trampling
Would ruin what is already bruised
And which would never grow back

I would not trample you.

We were talking about the grass
But now, yes, you will obliterate me
If you take but one step closer

Darling I will leave you
If you do not burn down that dratted fence

Oh my darling,
you were never mine for me to be left.