I’m sick
The pan is on fire
Can someone turn off the heat?
I’m sick
The pan is on fire
How many times do I have to repeat?!
I’m sick
My house is on fire
Time for me to retreat
I’m sick
Back to my bed
Let the flames engulf my feet
Come soothe my soul while I take time to heal
Come dampen the fire around me
I’ve not the energy to be your muse
While my body cries sick so gently
It just wants holding while it weeps
Not the heat of the flames
It’s heavy with water leaked out from sky
Perhaps one pop will do wonders
Like a water balloon on a summers day
I can save my house by exploding
And off down the drain my water can run
Back to the river I was born in
Tag: Death
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The inhale like the ocean waves gliding like satin across the shore
Her exhale a reminder of the rhythm
The earth, the moon and the mighty sun
The joys found within this prison
The plants that cool her blistering skin
The water that quenches her thirst
The tears that run down her happy face
When she’s reminded of what she loves most
The thoughts she has as she watches the world
Her cognitive intelligent brain
Far superior than her neighbours cat
Or the man sleeping on the train
The precious sleep she enjoys 7 hours a night
The woman that lies beside her
Watching the rise and fall of her chest
The doctors say it’s terminal inside her
How quickly everything fades away
The children, the family what-have-you.
Faced with a tumbling cliff
To the ocean where we found you. -
Forced are the angels into submission
The distant cries still heard today
The melancholy teardrops filling the raveens
Created the rivers in which our children play
Soaking in the water, drinking it up
Forgotten tales of what once was
Feeding fake history, dark and full of fear
The children breathe in the mist
Coating their lungs so they cannot breathe
But soon comes a twist….
The children one day will see a star
A bright shining light above
Curiosity will ignite that flame within
The one that had long been extinguished
The fire will melt their brittle hearts
Molten will mend the cracks
So with their reinforced love they take on an adventure
To find the source and strengthen their backs
So they can overthrow the darkness that made the angels fall
And become angels in their own right
Shine bright, sturdy and strong
Guide others with their light. -
Looking into each other’s eyes they arrive
At the station where most journeys begin
Little does he know this is her final stop
Her wings crisp as she sheds her skin
A big breath and out stretch her wings
Magnificently filling the sky
Eclipsing the moon as she howls into the night
She curls back in his arms and closes her eyes
Slowly her heart beats, fingertips caressing his face
Capturing this moment as she breathes in their last embrace -
He waved her goodbye at the station
A lump embedded in his throat
Not knowing when he’ll next see her
Assigned a mission for which he must devote
Will he return? He hopes so
But honestly he didn’t know
His love he waves goodbye at the station
Off to the war, an enemy to overthrow -
You told me to find a guy who would treat me good
You told me to stop chasing the pretty boys
The universe heard us and cast her spell
And today we met at a drinking well.
She aligned so much in both our hearts
Our dreams our hurt our disregards
Pure of blood, kind of heart
And yet I feel torn apart
I feel like I’m settling
I feel somewhere there’s more
How selfish can I be, to turn down this score
Highest ranking compatibity in both our signs
But the fire? The fire?
He’ll look after me
The fire?
Do I turn and walk away in search for flames?
Or do I hold his hand and agree to stay?
The fire! The… fire…. Do I… stay? -
Are we tired of the race yet?
I am! I am!
Are we running out of steam?
I am!
Do the parameters remain?
They do! They do!
Are the people going insane?
They are! They are!
They cannot see
The poison and disease all around
They think they know
While gleefully
Dig their own hole in the ground
Are you content with your life now?
Don’t know! Yes, no!
It depends on my point of view
Yes! No!
Would you change anything?
I would not, I would not
My journey is in full flow
[beat]
... Don’t cut it short yet, I’m not ready
I’m only a quarter way through
My souls is on board and we’re steady
Full speed ahead with the crew. -
Cross the road! Don’t cross the road!
Cross the road! Wait!
Eagle eyed pennies rolling toward the drain plate.
Get your coat! Give me your coat!
Get your coat! Leave!
The dance of the peacocks leave nothing up their sleeve.
Save yourself! Save me!
Save yourself! Go!
Military knocking down the doors of resisting free folk!
Go fuck yourself! Fuck me!
Fuck yourself! Die!
Nothing left to lose staring into the soldiers eyes.
How does it end? I don’t know!
How does it end? Cry!
Live your truth, burn it bright
Arms out to the sky. -
There was a little Strawberry
Hanging on a bush
It was so red and juicy
Then one day whooosh
A giant hand came and grabbed her
And placed her in a cave
Then crushed her little body
With her cousin Dave
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