At this moment
It's 10:44 pm
And tears are falling
And I want my mom
I want her hug
I want her advice
I need her at this moment
Why did I have to loose her?
Why me?

I am searching through the ghastly depths below the seas,
Where the sunlight still shines through the waters.
I find an interesting village...A haven for creatures in this
Dead, lifeless ocean floor.
I did not know so much life teemed through this rock.
Intricate sea creatures swim through the teeming corals
like red liquid flows through narrow blood vessels.
Each with a purpose, each with a task.
One species benefits the other, and vice versa.
The sea cannot live without one, and one cannot live without the other.

This makes me question the point of me being the world.
Am I something of importance,
Or a seemingly dangerous virus?
Really, I cannot tell who I shall be,
Until I live out the rest of my life, and find out,
Who I really am, and the person that will grieve for me the most when I'm gone.

BRAVE OR STUPID?

The window cruised by.
Flew by in a flash,
passed her eye.
She was so lucky, that it didn't smash,
She was so attached to him,
as he grabbed on tight to her hair.

She believed he really cared.
That's what she said after I rescued her.

A gang of jellied children,
looked on in disbelief,
watching the demonic gentleman,
Gentleman? I beg to differ,
giving the lady bags of grief.

I wandered down the holy road,
the one that led down to the church,
I wasn't going there,
not my direction,
was going to the local shop,
seeing this,
I had to stop.

I didn't want the children to bear witness to this scene.
That would have been so mean.
Maybe to trigger their nightmares for many days to come,

So Olivia,
yes that's me,
Grabbed the lady,
who may or may not have been a real lady,
definitely a person still.
I took her by the the hand,
I marched her off,
we left him shunned and stunned,
The two of us we walked away in confidence,
the demon beat.
My good deed for the day.

On reflection.
Was I brave that day,
or was I really stupid?
(c) Olivia

Only the open sky
Could take my wings
Mold them into essences of purity

I was forged within
Rapid rivers of forsaken modesty
Left alone and sore below
Because my insecurities undressed me
And bedded me savagely
Before the watchful eye of the moon
The minds glowing aphrodisiac

As feathered hate falls from blackened flight
A finger is raised in denial of sunlight
A symbol of woebegone sensuality

The wind blew down
On the entire place it held.
Leaves fell down from branches
It’s autumn; an ending again.

The season hath changed
For reasons we’ve seen.
But a farewell waves
I’m scared again to give a peek.

Years ago we held our hands
This tree of strength, it witnessed all.
We took an ought; a promise of innocence
With our young hearts, we thought it all.

‘Twas all been done; the season had ended.
Yeah, we’ve now in different roads.
But under the same sky we stand
With hearts unwanting to look behind.

‘Twas all been gone; the last leaf had fallen
A new will sprout; a beginning again.
Life is a cycle; it ends and starts.
But love for me won’t dare; for ‘twas never been round.