'Within you lurks a Poet and a Dragon.'
A phrase which carries ambience and flair.
The words of one are passionate and poison
The other one, psychotic, doesn't care
What was there left of her
after the bad men touched her?
What fragile sense of wonder shattered?
I thought it hurt to grow up
when my legs became shards of pain
that kept me up all night
crying tears and clinging to mommy
Glasses Half Empty
They are glasses half empty,
and hearts half full,
riding their dreams until their courage fails them,
Here the chains lie, sleeping only
clinking gently on the ancient stonework
steadily beating away, tink, tink, tink
With each massive breath and flutter of scales
Questions From A Bi-Polar Freak...
Why the rage? Why the burden?
I can dropp it all without a second thought
except to linger and spread word of handsome things