I feel most at home
when it's raining...
So you've all heard of Cinderella,
But I'm gonna tell you what is true...
As much as I want
to run away from you...
You push and I give, then you take a bit more
It's never enough, your greed makes me sore...
Sometimes I'll flip sometimes I'll spin,
Sometimes I'll lose sometimes I'll win...
They said I was born as a teardrop
to evade your grasp...
You try to close the coffin
But the thing inside wants out...
Riddles within cracks of pavement
are kept sacred within my mind...
Sweet flavors of nectar
dance upon my tongue...
Sleep, is all I want
My eyes burn from the lost rest...
Slowly, silently and steadily I walk.
No sound assaults my ears, no necessity to talk...
Periwinkle skies, we've met again;
over my poetry-filled ancient garden...