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Finding a Fool (Me)I found a shining jewel
Deep inside your heart
It was buried in the dark
But I manage to find that precious thing
Happiness is such a strange thing
To be found in the most unexpected places
So the dream passed you by
A new ones just waiting for you to get up
I’ve been meaning to ask
Did you find your friend?
You were away for so long
I almost forgot why you left
Oh, I feel like such a fool
I know I need not say a thing
But when such a thing happens
It’s hard not to feel sad
They gave you a present
Precious such things are
Hold it dearly my friend
Not so, that you go mad
Jewels are everywhere
Blind to many we are
Poignant nostalgia is hard
In it though, can come happiness
For a future, unsure
Not so anymore
Tell me from your mind
Did it really feel like you were blind?
Notes of ForgivenessTelling them wisely
Telling them strangely
Telling them without hesitation
Linked to the past
Linked To Tomorrow
Linked to nowhere
Nowhere but home
Dared into a decision
Dared into a future
Dared into a hope
Hope that can be shattered
Hope for love
Love for hope
If You Don't Mind Me (This Way Forever)You look so beautiful in the moonlight
I’m sick of being stuck in limbo
Just grab ahold of me tight
And we’ll face the day tomorrow
If it is only love, if it’s only
Then why do I care so much
If I’m left to be so lonely
Longing for one friendly touch
If I am so beautiful
Why can’t anyone look at me?
Are you telling a fable?
Aren’t words spent cheaply?
You say I’m so wonderful,
How do you know?
Am I really such a jewel?
A diamond in the unknown…
I’m just glad I have you in my life
You hold the personal demons at bay
I thought I was such a lowlife
With you, there was no need to pray
Every day is like a fantasy screenplay
I hope this is not merely a sad dream
This feeling of the freedom of endless roadway
Please, no more false morphine
I don’t think I could handle if this happiness
If all of this was delusion, some sort of sickness
I just know it can't be
Good Day, Sunny DayLoving yourself is hard enough to do
Why would I try and curse you
To try and love someone else
But that is just my own view
Love with your whole heart
As long as it’s true
You’ll always love yourself
Everyday feels brand new
Just hold me a little closer
A little bit tighter
Tell me it’s alright
The sun is too bright
If I could sing for you, I would
I can’t really dance, but if I could
The only proof I find are in my words
Those are my only truths
Hello new love, how are you
Hello old love, nice to see you
It’s a beautiful day
Let’s go play in the sunny rays
To Be YoungTurn away from me
Sweet love of mine
I don’t deserve your smile
Or a moment of your glance
I was crazy to forget you
Crazy still, about you
I can’t forgive myself
SO why should you
Your hand on my lower back
My arm wrapped around you
Barely a word spoken
Unease fills the silence
Words we failed to say
In the company of friends
Emotions left unexpressed
The void inside us remains unfilled
Hallow words are exchanged
As I walk away to find a friend
A young girl say hello
As I leave the building
To be young again,
I would still be alone
I know this to be true
Cause I wouldn’t change a thing
Hedgehogs DilemmaEarly this morning, I woke up to find
Myself in a position I’ve never been before
It’s such a strange feeling to have
To not know what I should do
I opened my front door, and looked outside
To see who has such a loud snore
It’s my best friend, asking for some salve
It was then I noticed the tattoo
So I opened my medicine cabinet
Grabbed the salve, and returned to my troubled friend
I started rubbing the salve on the tattoo softly
And I heard the sleepy-head’s sigh of relief
With that my mind was set
I went to make breakfast, for when they woke from their makeshift bed
Who knew that such a thing ran through me so deeply
I thought I had lost my belief
Midnight RendezvousAs he walked through his front door; suit jacket over his shoulder, tie and collar undone, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he knew someone else was in the room. “You might as well come out, I know you are there.” And to his surprise they showed themselves. “Well this is a shocker…” and not just because they showed themselves, but because it was a young woman. At around 5’6”, an accentuating red dress on, dirty blond hair, and blues eyes like an ocean you could get lost in he couldn’t believe she was the one.
“What gave me away?” she said with a gentle smile on her face. “The carpet was wet and it stopped raining at least 45 minutes ago.” so she had been there a while. “Oh, I was so worried about myself I must have forgotten. I guess you can’t always be perfect can you.” “No, I guess no one can…” he said as he took a long drag off his cigarette. “Care for a drink?
Memories, Future, LifeI thought I had the answers
To those reasons why
Choosing is not the luxury of beggars
Please, allow me to say hi
I didn’t want to let go
Of all the memories the past had given
But how could I know
The past kept me from being driven
Memories, of love long ago
Friends found, and friends let go
Memories, you’ll always cherish
And those memories that seem to parish
I suppose it doesn’t matter anymore
The matters of my mind are sometimes fleeting
My ramblings are mostly made to ignore
Even if my mind and heart are aching
Future, spreading out before me
A maze of choices, far as I can see
Future, unknown like never before
So much is known, yet so unsure
Look into my eyes
And tell me what you see
My best friend looks and she cries
My ex looks and sees a desperate plea
It’s the same thing every day
Nothing changes anymore
There is not much left to say
Except it is starting to become a bore
Life, it never really stops moving
Even if you find yourself grieving
Morning InsomniaI’m slowly losing my mind
But it doesn't matter
I need to treat myself better
But truly, who really cares
I want to be loved
But who would love me
I’d like to be held
But who would share their arms with me
I need a kind word
But there are no words to be shared
I need just a smile
But there are no faces to be found
MeId rather be me and have few friends then have many friends but don't know who the person that is looking back at me in the mirror
Daddy Don'tDaddy don't
Come home from school. It's already starting- the noise of yelling, glass crashing across the wall. Daddy please don't. Please don't do that- don't hurt mommy. Bruises have fade but the memories still remain.
Battle towards children eventually. Hidden in the closet when daddy starts stumbling. Daddy don't . Back up please out of my face Daddy don't. Don't spit at me. Daddy don't. Don't hit me. Daddy don't. Please that hurts. Daddy please. I cant take it anymore. Daddy please. Please stop I'm bleeding. Daddy don't. I cant see. Daddy Don't. I'm fading. Daddy don't. I cant hear. Daddy don't. Bye Daddy. Hi Father. I will protect my mother now.
Briny HymnBriny Hymn
as I bathe
all that is
in silvery light,
I lure the tide
to lap the shore.
and the moon
calls out to me
to caress the sand
in a watery blanket.
so I filter through,
washing every golden bead clean;
sand resting soundly
in my crevices.
I shimmer upon slumbering forms
far below, on the firmament.
I conduct my nighttime symphony
in perfect harmony,
the wolves wail,
the cicadas chirrup,
the owls cry out
and ravens rove.
and I add my own notes
to the sound of Mother nature's tunes.
crashing down wave after wave;
the bass of the impact
echoes through the shoreline
as I leave records of the wind.
sailors and marine creatures alike,
understand the jagged beauty
of my blustering anthem.
only the foggy blanket
can dampen my spirit,
and immerse my song
in the suffocating depths.
I've never struggled so much
to be heard above the dissonance.
my frost smoke layers
are becoming too much for her.
I do what I have done to so m
danse macabreIn the end they were all the same
they sat on whitewashed church steps,
toeing the ground in resignation,
hoping their furtive glances
to the left and to the right
would go unnoticed by
the stronger and more stable man
a few steps closer to the doors.
The flood of people became a trickle,
just a dribbling until
the last man -
somehow they knew he was the last
settled onto the lawn
and in unison the crowd rose.
There was no leader to the band, though
the closest was the beggar
who had expected this day
more than any other.
He was flanked by a lawyer,
a doctor and a thief.
They exchanged silent glances;
a new clarity reflected in ancient faces
as they lifted their heads together and
trudged on as one.
Here they gather,
scuff and shuffle;
lock eyes and make peace with equality.
AddictionDrink this it will help they say
Pop this it will make your pain go away
It feels good I can breath I don't feel the pain in my heart until I come down
Head hurts Feel sick Need more Do it all over again
Liquid and pills are my friends Need help Here it comes Sick Feel like something is crawling in my skin
No I got this Don't need it anymore
Don't need the people Don't need the liquor Don't need the pills
Don't answer the phones Don't answer the doors
I got this Now I can see life again Ain't going to be another statistic Don't need them
Where did you go?Where did you go? I miss you so!
Where did you go? Do you remember your family?
Where did you go? Why did you have to pop that one pill which started everything?
Where did you go? I don't recognize you anymore!
Where did you go? All the black outs, fights, stealing from your loved ones, stealing your daughter's Christmas presents just cuz you needed to chase that stardust.
Where did you go? You couldn't get enough.
Where did you go? To heaven.
Where did you go? What am I going to tell our daughter.
the callingit begins with a few store-stolen profundities to be chewed
and discarded, to be contemplated
along with the patterns in the tobacco-
you know none of this will help you against
the sewage tide, the addictions
that cling to you like a bur to
the fur of a stray shepherd dog,
the mind's liquidity as it seeps
into the nooks to find excuses.
still, you begin to toss and turn at night,
thinking you might have something to show.
maybe there's a charm to your myopia,
"can you see jesus
"in my gangrene? ah, forget it."
"hey, check out the way my tooth wiggles in its gum."
the discoloration of the nails, too,
perhaps could be of use to the future generation.
they say you revel in the garbage you process,
they meaning mostly you, the phantoms
gathering by the bedside to chat about
the weather and you, oh, you again.
still, it is alright. a starry night
tickles the tear ducts the wrong way,
a familiar tune rouses the rudiments of soul.
you make plans.
Is that all?
A burst of
and all I get
and all I get
Give me more
I need to know
what to improve
what to change
what to try
Don't give me
Edith Cavell, Executed, October 1915The soldiers in the detail will be breakfasting
before her corpse has cooled.
Not one of those riflemen might think
how this pale uniformed woman had tended the wounds
of their less fortunate comrades in arms,
had offered such love and healing as she possessed
without considering the colours of tattered uniforms.
An officer paraded the executioners.
Ensuring that the target's blind fold was properly in place,
his loud and heartless voice pronounced the word of command
Instantly eight rifles clamoured in unison
- Edith extinguished, no more than a blood-stained cadaver.
The officer drew his pistol, approached the formless corpse.
He discharged his weapon. Thus he destroyed the woman's head
devoid now of thought and feeling, her mutilated corpse
the only relic of her living courage.
A sergeant marches the detail back to the monotony of routine.
They are indeed ready for breakfast.
The sun is fading on the horizon
Darkness is filling the air around
Although the dark is not what it used to be
The light is not quite the same either
Fading whispers in the wind
Hide any form of meaning
Echoes surround my body
While the Julius river drifts slowly by
Soaring spirits sing above me
As rays of sunshine find my face
Like the last time I was here
I'm surrounded on all sides
Yet still so all alone
Leaves are falling slowly
While the bugs all dance around
And cause many ripples
In that slow drifting Julius river
What does it mean
To feel so all alone
Is it just a silence in your mind
Or when your feels so cold
My feet are getting tired
I think they need a rest now
I think they want to soak
In that soothing Julius river
The crow keeps on cawing
Out some crazy tale
My youthful in exuberance
Can't bear to hear again
The wind has started blowing
I'll take it as a sign to leave
As I glide down, the Julius river
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