ooohoh ohho oh
even if,
even if it ain't us,
even if,
even if it ain't us,
i will never turn my back,
even it ain't us,
i promise to make sure he is right.
in my mind,
this time i gotta say, in my mind,
nobody will treat you better than i.

what you need?
baby tell
oh just tell me what you need,
you know if you just speak out,
i'm gonna be here listening,
we ain't need no microphone,
your secrets are safe,
locked em deep in my heart.
after all it's really simple baby.
really really simple.
you hold me down and i'll do the same.
you got my back i got yours too baby.
best believe i am gonna marry you.
yes i will cherish this for decades
baby just keep loving me the way you do,
everything is gonna be okay.
yahhh everything is gonna be okay.
yahhh i'm telling you everything is gonna be okay

so baby what do you say,
tell me what do you say,
because either way,
baby either way,
if...
even if it ain't us,
even if,
even if it ain't us,
i will never turn my back,
even it ain't us,
i promise to make sure he is right.
in my mind,
this time i gotta say, in my mind,
nobody will treat you better than i.

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the faint of the heart is the vision of blood on a love's dart:-/

mine to love
like a broken bottle of wine trickling from above
mine to lose
the death of leaves with an odor to choose

nerve visions times of sadness
like books left unread and ghosts of madness
the radio silences the alone
the heart of blood grew a heart of bone

speaks in gazes
like a reach of hands before a car crash embraces
stares in orange roses
the lost up space the past dream exposes

all too well prefer rivers not seas
like when the window winds shuffled with car keys
green grass shades and shields
the depressing autumn can be the golorious of all fields

bestest trees of lights in luminaire
like the colors of stolen Augusts and the Jupiter
before the shot of a wounded summer
the listen of violens and the heard bird hummer

now empty lines on empty pages
like a no remember of the highlights of the faces
with the drawn pencil a smoking scent evoked
expressions painted in coffee and lost letters in the cold  


                                                        ­    -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, happy endings do not exist seems such':"


MOON
living am I ?
dreaming am I ?

those eternal flowers I sang for
not sure that once they became a past before

gave me the numb
but that's a feel try the empty sum

ride the winds surf the waves
survive a disbelief a miracle save

edge of persuasion for the night scene
selling a mirror some cheap steam

when did lasts come with no strive ???
like marine revolting on a tepid dive

a million burdens in hindsight say
yet awoken useless hells of away

is bliss the calm pre sin ???
a keep or a prize to pass by a temporary win

harder evasions into moments of surreal
now bribe me some moon to sign a deaf deal


                                                                       ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some words turn to dust--no one to understand no one to value on land:\


hold the words save the rush

throw away turn to dust

in a hint an unwarned gush

leave to decay surrender to rust

upon a flash

upon a sleep

in a thousand nights and one they tear

on a heart of gold to dash

on breast to bare

no more they burn they fast

they swear


                                                                                        -------ravenfeels

Me ??
I am no one.
So you can’t tell anyone who hurts you.
Because...Baby!!! No one hurts you.

Alone
Laying in sweaty stained sheets
With the ground below
Covered in empty tin and glass

A shallowness
Starts to grow inside
But is pushed to the darkness
Faster than it can show

"No one can see that." He thinks

Positivity sparkles an outside shell
That inside holds putrid and lorn feelings
Hidden deep down and unwilling to show

Everyday it gets harder
But the "smile" never retreats
Because if it ever were to
He'll feel complete defeat