Oh woe is my joy,
A singular toy...
They say we all dance with demons when night
falls and the lines between our worlds thin...
sudden lies
droopy eyes...
A cold wind that was blowing
On a clear blue Autumn day...
Thoughts stew in my mind
anxiety bubbles up...
I'm standing in the wind
thinking to whisper something to somebody...
You said what goes around will come around
I did believe this saying was not true...
I see my Fathers face these days
As into the mirror I stand and gaze...
My Ocean no longer returns to the shore
Words written in sand no more...
when I last slipped up-
It was like black-ice...
I had a dream that my parents actually cared for...
That they loved me and held me in there arms and...
It's been a long night, the moon is moving on
a puzzle of feelings left untouched...