Black birds singing in the middlle of the night,
Possums frolicking in morning light...
*Dedicated to the person harassing my boyfriend...
A song is sung...
When the clouds cry
and hold each other close...
Wandering the darkest forest,
clutching a small candle...
Peaceful night alone but full of fright
scared of his very own insane might...
Abrupt leave but the man is still inept
as crying doesn\'t change the fact...
Plummet through the depths
rise among the ashes...
Maddening sound saturated with fright,
shattering silence of the night...
An ocean of heat blasts over her,
and lingers on her for too long...
A blockage you say,
Try another...
These cuts outside of me
are buried within...
What would you do if you knew what I were...
That sometimes I imagine your blood splattered all...