At first light, I turn my head
towards an open window
and listen to the dove’s lament.
I know his pain. I know his cry.

He weeps in such a way
that makes me wish
I could answer,
but only God or another dove
can heed that call.

I turn my head away from the window,
pull warm covers back over my ears
and wait for him to fly away.

As you stood and yelled,
cold to all embrace,
you missed my cry for help,
it was buried in my face.
Little did you know,
I was prepared to meet my fate.

I was taking it all in,
and before I knew it I snapped,
but you didn't care what I did,
only what I lacked.
Little did you know,
you'd soon have to relax.

I imagine your face with regret,
thinking about this very moment,
kicking yourself for not picking up
that this was the very last component.
Because little did you know,
you'd clarified my time to go.

one: "mom"

crossing the line she had drawn in the sand
cussing me out from holding my hand
these rules and lies all she made up
her chalice of fire scorching my cup

rue the day she came to know
the silent demon hid in my soul
pushing memories out of the way
and succumb to a chasm of arid dismay

two: "rules"

forget the burning in your *****
forget the cursed mine of coins
forget the lashings from her lips
forget the sinner b'twixt my hips

eyes that sting when open too long
voice that scratches when given song
bodies that itch for cursed delights
heart that relates pleasure and fright

three: "Mary"

blessed are they that feel the burn
holy is she that ignores the yearn
but what should she get for crossing her thighs?
not honor nor respect, but labor and sighs

'sainthood becomes her,' the elders all say
'so honest! so pure! and see just how fair!'
whilst only yesterday they'd cursed the *****
remanded to outcast; covered no more.

Isn’t it cool
How tears are clear
The only time someone isn’t hiding themself
And their fear

There is a moment in sorrow
When the only thing you can think
Is what truly makes you happy
And what also makes you sink

It makes it seem great
To always be unhappy
But to all seeking it
I wish it never be your fate

Cause openness is bliss
But too much is a crutch
Cause not only will people judge You
But You will too

I wish I never had this power
To feel down and lonely and sour
Whenever I or you or anyone
Is in any sort of pain

I’m sure you know the pain
The kind you can’t subdue
But what else can I do
The rainbow is on a vertical plane
Something I can never reach
But can always watch and preach

I guess I kind of like being dark
Where there’s no difference between people’s light and their shade
I can always act as I want
Where my clarity will never fade

tell me if you're bored with me
say it to me
even if i would cry in front of you
tell me

tell me if you've fallen out of love with me
scream on top of your lungs
even if i would wail and beg you to stay

tell me if you've loved someone else
spit it to my face
even if i would scream at you and calling you names
at least please tell me