Bater.

this bino eats my mind like bokh.
chindilan? sometimes, maybe.
Not always.
it's a rough and a ruv and it's
wrapping round my neck like a sap.
Za, away from me if tu cannot be tachiben.

sometimes it's hard to keep a vast
and hold onto that which burns my
sero.

the shon is beautiful though, and it loves.

rat flows freely
if you should
lie.

mon couer est brise some days.

I haven't seen a canary in a coal mine lately.

"I feel caged out of her cage," he replied, speaking of his yellow-eyed canary.

Canaries are admired for their song, but I also admire them for their beauty in flight.

how the devil got her

Little girl, pink headband
golden hair,
a smile.

the devil tricked her,
told her she was like him,
told her love was a sin
and deceived her.

Little girl, dark art and
sad smiles now
pour from her heart
how the devil got her?

he said that God was a lie, and it tore her apart.

Somehow she believed
that something so faulty
could come through for her
and somehow, adore her.
All the devil wanted was to
twist up her insides
so she wouldn't remember
any truths anymore.

She claims his allegiance
but I claim her heart through
prayer and defiance...
God will prove Himself;

Little girl, pink headband

golden hair, 

a smile. 

-- pt 3

half of everything

deteriorating cardboard,
floating shamelessly through storms and swells,
lost its balance as the sun broke the surface of the ocean.

one armed girl,
with a half-heart beating drowsy and slow,
tipped into the sea as the sun sunk its rays into the waves.

she sang this song,
as her lungs filled with water,
she sang for the unborn, for the sons and daughters:

"i die knowing the warmth of the sky,
i die knowing the truth behind their lies,
i die with my eyes open and free--"

then the Son reached out and saved me.

rant

So what is up with kids now a days going to freakin raves all the time, putting on ridiculous looking childish bracelets and partying until they throw up their guts?! It makes me sick. Like, when did this become cool? It's all so fake, every freaking girl looks exactly the same and guess what, they even get the same nick name....
Cool. Really really cool. So original. I just love it.

I could just squash their poofy hair. Seriously, it gets old. I know it's only a trend, but I also know it will leave them in the dust, drugs running through their brains, with glow sticks still bright and their gobbed on makeup in tact.

Bottom line, why can't I be more loving, when it is obvious these girls are going to regret all this someday? And why am I so arrogant?

throat-coat

The thing is, I could try so hard.
However,
I don't like trying hard. And in the end, no one else does either.
I'm workin on being less of a people pleaser.
..... Working.
Working.

I think I should just chill out,
and drink some tea.