There was a very sad little girl.
her whole world was in a wurl.

Her mother was sick.
Her father was a ****.

She prays each and every day.
That she could at least be gay.

After she lay awake, she saw a shooting star.
She made a wish that one day she will go far!

The next day her mother became well.
Her father didn't have to dwell.
She had a chance to smile.
And she done just that.
she smiled Forever!
<3

Dedication defined as the derivative of desperation.
Defined but not definite.
Definitely finite.
If only I could I'd find it.
Find what?
A way out of the blue.
The blue?
The blue is you.
A way out of your constant glare
Unaware you stare
I seek something to shade me
You are my shade
Yet you enslave me
The sky that raised me
The ground that grazed me
The trees that praised me
Now aim to sway me
They test me
They ask me
Who are you?
Who are you now?
Rocking all that gold from our bowel.
Why will you not bow?
I refuse.
I detest.
I refuse to stand for it.
I will lie if I have to.
I will **** a man for it.
But this me.
Dedicated.
This world is what I made it.
So sway all you want.
My success cannot be evaded.

At night I close my eyes
And release my Soul.
It moves in currents.
upon the winds.
Deep as the oceans,
to where you move,
where you breathe,
where you sleep.
Holding a piece of me.

A long time ago
my heart warmed
in the glow of your smile.
And slowly I grew,
carrying a piece
of your sunshine,
lighting darkness,
showing the way,
in the depths of me.

Time carried hope,
nestled in this chest.
Stoked and strengthened,
by gifts unknowingly given.
As I moved over mountains,
I cradled the treasures
which grew to adoration,
unconsciously connected
through silent vibrations
of wind and dreams,
and places only souls go.