Special DayOften I speakYet so few hear.My voice so meek,My words I fear.An end to a life;A story to start anew.A little less strifeWith or without you.Gone are youFor a sure reason.You are who?Banished for treason.Those who remain true,Join me today.Me here with you,A special one this may.
Baby BlueBaby Blue, Baby BlueWhere ever are you?Here for you I call,To love you all.Appear here in my arm.To you, comes no harm.Baby Blue, Baby BlueWhere ever are you?
ImprisonedPeter Peter Pumpkin Eater.He supported this family. He loved the quite dearly. He always made sure the lesson was learned. A little punishment does wonders he found out. Had a wife but couldn't keep her.She tried to run. He caught her though. The experience taught her well. He took her, punished her. The blood had died the floor a lovely crimson. Oh don't worry, she learned her lesson well. She won't run anymore. It had been necessary to punish her. Yes, quite necessary. He put her in a pumpkin shellShe had tried to run again. She said she learned her lesson. Apparently, she couldn't be trusted. If she kept running she would get lost. In the end, it really is for her protection. Yes. It is. She simply must stay her. Another lesson she must be taught. And there he kept her very well.The house smelt of death. Her flesh sl
A Thousand NightsA thousand nights, I have not slept.A thousand nights, I have done wept.A thousand nights of tortured screams,A thousand nights of broken dreams,And in cruel jestEach gives a test.A test of fear-Forever in my mind seared.A test of will-Till my pain they have their fill.A test of strength-Blacken'd memories at great length.A test of bravery-One that traps in slavery.A test of lies-Sobs of god-forsaken cries.A thousand nights, I have not slept.A thousand nights, I have done wept.
GivenGone were the daysOf gayful smiles.Let me count the waysThat I have gone the miles:Your ego and pride,A little bumped and bruised.I defended by your side,Loyal, angered, and unamused.Scared and sick were youThat another, better, loved I.Awake stayed I till two,Reassuring and claiming as my.Never once I did waverThrough every one trial.Our love so I savor.With you I went every mile.I fought to remain,While you got off light.My strength does wane.Your turn now to fight.
FrozenJanuary, frost and cold, alludes her loveOf me, sadly remains false and blind.Haughty and proud stands tall aboveForever playing in my mind.Foolish I in sight hindOf love in frozen ice.A wish I can never hope to findYet her soul still does entice.She has bloomed into my single viceOf woeful love unrequit.To love I hear unwise.To her my love does fit.Icy love may forever freeze,Yet to the heart, love holds the keys.
BANG!Mama said to stay. That big, dark man enter, and Mama pushed me into the closet. I don't know why. Maybe it was because the man was a stranger. Mama always said don't talk to strangers. She wanted to play with her toys though. Why would she want to talk to the man? Mama always had strangers over. She was allowed to play with her toys then. It wasn't fair.She slowly crept out, and grabbed a hold of her toys, playing silently.The man started yelling at Mama. Strangers always yelled. Mama yelled too. This time it was different. The man was yelling about Mama owing money. Mama never owed money. The strangers did. Mama wasn't yelling at all though. She kept silent. If a stranger yelled, Mama yelled right back.She went to the door and opened it silently, padding down the hall.The man held something shiny. It glinted in the air as he waved it about. Mama stood there crying. Mama kept saying she hadn't gotten the money. The man didn't seem to care though. Mama just cried harder.She ran fo
My gift to youWith fire on my wings,I launch into the skyBreath held for what bringsThis year by.A hope for health,A wish for want,A need for nothing,A gift for growing.You see, my friendsHold my handThick and thin, to the end.Never shall land.Greet my cycle newTogether with me too.