Going through the motions
Trying to get the past back...
Black blood-
written words from my heart...
We have thought of our confidentiality
As a treasured and secured reality...
The tide rises and it falls,
Tame, yet escaping through wrinkled floors...
Cinderella walked on broken glass
Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass...
Screams are all I can offer
as the world ceases...
Couldn't you stay away ? Don't write my
Obituary yet for I'm not ready to die; I'm 32...
I look intensely, desperately at the rushing...
Looking for the key I've dropped...
I thought I'd found happiness
it just so happens...
i added praying that i don’t dream of you to my
nighttime ritual, it’s not that you’re not...
This moment is all
I am able to have for...
crowds of crows
cover the sky...