Guide my luck
Bury my faith
For if I think for a minute
I surely will break.
Fear in me rising
Nightmares need drowned.
Got to keep going
A risk can’t be found.
No Breaking
Let Me Fall for You
Let me fall for your duet
Let it make me complete
Let your words fill my lonely
Let joy be released
Let the sing-song pattern soar
Let it fill the open sky
Let your song be something heavenly
Let it bring me back to life
We Live Our Last Goodbye
I revel in the starlight
Dancing with you
Made of memories, pain, and music
We spin a tale so true
Lost in our focus
We bloom in each other’s eyes
Laughing, crying, and dazing
We live our last goodbye
Flecks
The hills breathe colored dust
Flecks of sand
Rolling and falling dunes
Hot unforgiving sun
Unstable blistering wind
Nowhere to go
Hours Turned to Why
Time sped past her
It was such a shock
Hours turned to seconds
Inside this clock
The minute hand struck her
Threw her to her knees
The ticking was deafening
She needed more time please
He was slipping
Away to somewhere else
Somewhere she couldn’t have him
Somewhere she couldn’t help
Her time was stolen
Given no goodbyes
Before the hellworld took him
Leaving her only “why….?”
Every Pluck a Daisy?
Ever pluck a daisy
One by one
Each thin light petal
Surrounding a yellow sun
Ever feel bad for no mercy
For watching the petals flee
Falling straight through fingers
Drifting to grass bladed green
How Long Until We Break?
The connection between us.
The string that’s between me and you.
What is it made of?
And how long can it be stretched before it breaks?
Right Where They Began
Memories
Spiraling cruel and hurtful
Always turning
Always spinning
Always ending
Right where they began
My Market a Barrage of Words
My library is a market of books
A barrage of words
Lifting off the pages
And entering the mind
Unconditional My Curse
For some reason, I’m stuck being kind to you.
My mind won’t form the chaotic words that seethe on the tip of my tongue.
My eyes won’t glare with the hatred that I know I should feel.
And my heart won’t stop beating with rhyming words of love.
Like a spell slipped under my pillow at night…
I….
Hate myself….
… Unconditional love, my curse.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 