When I'm at my job, I always get inspired
So I sneak away to write, I'm gonna get fired

But when I get home, I'm feeling too tired
So I just write at work, I'm gonna get fired

I was lost in my head the day I got hired
It's just gotten worse, I'm gonna get fired

I was itching
Twitching..
Just a bit too much after the sting consumed more than my arm..
I wanted to know exactly why my daddy left
So with that I did everything he did.
I remember seeing the hole in his arm. .
The first time we actually met.
I touched it & images shot through my brain
How he wrapped a belt tightening the strap
Pushing in the needle
His eyes roll back
I wanted to understand
How my father could love a drug more than his little girl
What was so special?
How'd this drug cause him to be the ultimate magician
I mean do the greatest disappearing act.
So I did exactly that.
The rush driving my flesh to inch off my skin
My soul escapes.
My body lies limp
I hear the rushing of blood flood my veins
I guess I'm not as good as my dad because this time I got caught in that time frame
Never again to blink
To think..
I just wanted to be..
More important than the drugs .
Daddy's little queen ..

Once the night arrives,
Stars start to shine,
Wind is getting harsher by time,
The trees are whispering,
Howling and hissing

Wandering through the night, to a place still unkown
But this time not alone
I noticed the stars and moon, were by my side
Travelling by the wind aside

It feels like I'm one with nature
One with the air, land and sea,
As the airstreams take me to a higher place I plea,
To share my love and kindness with the world,

We aren't the same,
But still we all see..
The stars,
The sun,
And the moon,
So let my feelings, be in all what nature brings us now and soon

The next time you look up                                                                   let my love run through your veins,
Or save it even in a cup
But just don't let it be in vain

As I'm floating through the air
The night start to disappear
Stars are fading
and the sun started rising

Maybe stars aren't meant to be reached. Maybe they are just there to guide you, to light up the darkness of the night.

They may not be beside you, but they are always with you, looking down, watching.

Maybe you are a star yourself.
A star that inspires.
So, keep your head up high, smile, and keep shining.

measured in
correlations
as four
cubits makes him
to me is equated with
the length of outspread arms
of a woman awaiting
him.