People called her a puppy
the girl with that disorder
Nobody loved her
Wandered through wild giggles and ******
To find out she was lost
And left this tunnel to wander

Time shredded this name
Lost eyes that stared yonder
grew sharper and colder
from the hash winters alone as an outsider
And with her new found power
She found her life anew and got dazed in wonder

Some faces haunted some nights
The ordinary torturous distortion
But Tomorrow will be done better
If you can Burn the bridges and soak in the cold water
You will yourself in the arms of another
Just leave that life forever

Yo

♥웃
Sticks
        and  
            stones
           may
      hurt
  my
bones
     but  
          words  
          will
     ALWAYS
   break
me.

Marjorie picks up the phone,
She's quite sure that she's alone.
Punches in her "good friend's" number
She's excited! It's no wonder!
Something naughty to convey!
Can't wait to tell! Can't wait to say!
"Hello, Sally? Yeah, it's me!
I'm at the window... guess what I see!
You know that ***** across the way?
She's with another man today!
Hannah's hubby, right next door.
Can you believe that little *****?!!
I'm telling you 'coz I'm your friend
This wicked business has to end!
Wait a minute... there they GO!
They're leaving! I'll bet you know
Where they're headed. Oh, you bet.

A motel room is what they'll get.


Juicy fruit spills from the lips
Open mouth and out it slips
Sweet as strychnine to the tongue
Where the poison apple's hung.
If you've nothing nice to say
We're all ears! Come our way!
There's a tale to be told
Don't matter if yo young or old
It's a secret on the block...

... if it's scandalous, LET'S TALK!!!

Sally John finds her PC.
She has another "friend" you see...
"Hello, Jane? Just talked to Marge,
Got some news, and it is LARGE!
You know that harlot up the street?
You'll never guess her latest meat!
Hannah's hubby! Oh, her ****!
I can't believe this awful biz!
Marge told me, it can't be wrong,
They were KISSING... ON THE LAWN!!!
Then they drove off  in his car...
They weren't going very far
No-Tell Motel's where they're at...
Whatcha expected from an alleycat.
Hannah's gonna flip her lid!

I won't tell, so keep it hid...

-chorus-

The story spread around, of course.
Hannah's filing for divorce.
Then her hubby lost his job...

... as pastor of a CHURCH of GOD.

And the *****? Well. She died.
She committed suicide.

The real story was quite sad,
And I hope it makes you mad.
"Harlot's" son? He needed pills.
Guess no one knew that he was ill.
She wasn't goin' very far...

... and her pastor had a car.

Who's the culprit? Who's to blame?
Guess we all know her name.
Who's to count the tragic cost?
With one stroke two lives were lost!
Her little boy went 'round the bend.
An alcoholic in the end.

The tongue can be a thing of praise
Or ignite a mighty blaze!
So check your heart. Check your mouth.
Make sure that it's not headin' SOUTH.
Kindness is joy in age or youth....

... you reap what you sow and

THAT'S the TRUTH.


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) July 5, 2010

In times of despair,
I couldn’t get out of my mind,
I couldn’t collect my thoughts,
I couldn’t keep track of time,
I couldn’t spare the memories and the good times.

So much happiness around me
Yet I solely focused on the scoop.
The stories of others being told.
Where they lies,
Or where they truths?
Where we focused on them,
Or where we making up stories
To satisfy our youth?
The youth that failed to show us
That what you say,
says nothing about them,
and everything about you.

see here's the
thing: this
thing  happened one
day but I
don't know what
exactly