A vicious cycle
A vivious circle
Bruises the body
Bruises the mind
See those faces
The ones behind the numbers
Staggering to think
That human beings
Would cause such suffering
On such little babies
No matter what their story
Let's not forget them
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
now please don't think that i don't appreciate a thread dedicated to the mistress of the poetry hut because i think there should be temples built in your honor. but the thought that you felt that you had to confine yourself and your joy and sunshine to just one thread is ridiculous. i hope this doesn't mean an end to our fun and frolic.
that being said, i'm exhausted after the weekend and it is almost a blessing to find many of your lovelies in one place....don't think i won't go looking for the other little beauties you've no doubt scattered about the place because they are certainly worth the read.
Originally posted by coleen its been too many days without being enlightened.
now please don't think that i don't appreciate a thread dedicated to the mistress of the poetry hut because i think there should be temples built in your honor. but the thought that you felt that you had to confine yourself and your joy and sunshine to just one thread is ridiculous. i hope this doesn't mean an end to our fun and frolic.
that being said, i'm exhausted after the weekend and it is almost a blessing to find many of your lovelies in one place....don't think i won't go looking for the other little beauties you've no doubt scattered about the place because they are certainly worth the read.
I'm still up for some frolicing baby!
And thank you my little sweet pea!
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Friday night
Red wine
Imported pints
Quite a few joints
Your girl friends buzz in
We all have some laughs
A few too many more beers
A few too many more joints
They head off to a party
You head off to bed
I try to concentrate on T.V.
But I just can't
So I lie on my stomach
On the hard wood floor
Head propt up on a pillow
Writing this bunch of nonsense
It seemed much more exciting while I was getting drunk and high!
Then left alone with nothing but my thoughts, well, I had to do something to keep from thinking about things I didn't want to think about.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
I listened to you
call my name
Your beauty astounds me
I am speechless
I close my eyes
Your waves crashed
in my ears
Oh to taste you
would be so sweet
A drink of the divine
My tongue is parched
with such desires
There are nights
when I know
you want to consume me
You're so alluring
Sometimes I want
to be one with you
To drink you
into my lungs
let you devour me
But something keeps me
on your shores
I have touched you
as you have me
Each of us
a part of eachother
Our time may be drawing near
but it has yet to come
Farewell my sweet
I leave you for now
But I shall return
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
I want to take all these
dirty thoughts
Add some water
and some soap
Put them through
the wringer
Hang them out on
the line
And put them clean
back into the storage
of my mind
But who am I kidding
They'll only get dirty again!
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Some days are so grey
Like all the colour has been drained
And replaced with the colour of non-colour
It brings an emptiness to my soul
Makes me feel far from whole
Today I feel shocked
By people who sing & talk
Of love for their fellow man
Yet that is all they do
They blow hot air
Somehow they fill others with that air
And I am looking at a bunch of balloons
Wearing masks of many colours
All tied together
They do LOOK nice
Every kid wants one
But the wind takes them
Off they go
Blowing in the breeze
Slowly drifting apart
They forgot that all they are filled with is hot air
They could have gone on if only they had filled up with care
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
So many empty gazes
So many lonely hearts
So many unloved children
So many corporate take-overs
So many homeless people
So many going hungry
So many nasty buggers
So many broken dreams
So many abused women
So many deadbeat parents
So many nosy neighbours
So many government cover-ups
So many ignorant people
So many polluted lakes
So many endangered species
So many advertisements everywhere
So many wasted talents
So many vicious rumours
So many money hungry
So many lost souls
So many long faces
So many damn cars
So many resorting to violence
So many hating unreasonably
So many with disease
So many turning the blind eye
So many scrounging students
So many unnecessarily uneducated
So many T.V. shows
So many time occupiers
So many truthful lies
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
...and the Mauslim world, they don't know, they don't know why they hate America, they don't know why they hate Israel...
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...this is a story all about how my life got turned straight upsidedown...
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...may cause upset stomach, headaches, diarrea, nausea, in more serious cases kidney failure resulting in death but only in a small percentage of users...
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...Bill, today I'm down on the sunny beaches and it is action packed...
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...I'm a gonna kick her *beep-beep-beep* ass. Take my man, I don't care ifn she is my daughter, she's a *beep-beep-beep* ho...
Click
...have you been injured in an auto accident, hurt on the job, you need the services of the law offices of B.S. Schister...
Click
...I don't care if she smoked your weed Mr. Davis, we're talking about what you think she owes you for your record collection which you allege...
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...I'll be your fantasy, you want to make it a reality, back off, I'll take you on, headstrong to take on anyone...
Click
...it looks as if she put up a good struggle. See, if you take a look at these samples we took from under her finger nails...
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...she was snatched from her home early this morning, police are asking anyone in the area of...
Click
...Mom, what do you do when you have that not-so-fresh feeling...
Click
...image is nothing, taste is everything...
Click
...for a limited time only, you not only get one but two of these beauties for the low, low price of just $149.95...
Click
...ooo, ahhh, inky-winky...
Click
so Austin's sleeping with Joanne, who's sleeping with the guy who's father runs the biggest...
Click
...well Jimbo, unfortunately he's out with a torn ACL...
Click
...you can grab me a beer but not just any brew will do...
Click
...and we'll be right back with today's juciest Hollywood gossip...
Click
...a big, juicey, grade A steak, with all the trimmings...
Click
...two mouth-watering all beef patties...
Click
...now, let me tell you something, only you know how you can stop this from continuing to happen. Not me, not anyone else here...
Click
...you just recently suffered a loss. Yes. Did this person's name start with the letter D...
Click
...just imagine what you could do if you won this week's jackpot worth over 10 million dollars...
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Look so perfect
I remove your covering
Naked for all to see
Hold you in my hand
Even more enticing
Lick my lips with anticipation
Open my mouth
Take you in
So smooth on my tongue
A mouth full of sweet, sticky goodness
I swallow you down
Bit by bit
Inch by inch
Until you are completely consumed
And then throw away the peel
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
You need to find that one you posted on my "Rot" thread. That one rocked my roll. Not that these don't rock a part of me, too. They do. Certain dangly parts, that is.
You are a very good writer
Which is kinda sad, actually, because if you were bad, I'd have to SPANK you.
Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley You need to find that one you posted on my "Rot" thread. That one rocked my roll. Not that these don't rock a part of me, too. They do. Certain dangly parts, that is.
You are a very good writer
Which is kinda sad, actually, because if you were bad, I'd have to SPANK you.
Hmmm, I do believe you mean the one about the drama teacher and his dolly dilema. Now that I have your blessing, I'll go find it and move it on over, rock it on over...
I love to rock your roll, baby!
MMMMM! Dangly parts!!! Yum!
Don't be sad! I'm bad to the bone and in need of CORRECTING!
Ahem, I'm still bending over..........
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Drama class was fun
I enjoyed it, kilt clad & fancy free
One day I was 1st to class
There was a baby doll
Hancuffed to my teacher's office door handle
He laughed and said "I DON'T KNOW HOW I'M GOING TO GET IT OFF"
I said "I CAN GET IT OFF"
Inside my bag I went
Found my keys
Found the handcuff key
Removed the cuff from around the dolly's neck
Removed the other cuff from around the door handle
Smiled at the teacher, teacher smiled back
Teacher said "You're so alluring"
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
I wallowed in Rot's deliciously perverse dudgeon (dungeon)
I'm still glad I helped soil your thread
Boobs make great floatation devices
I had to dig my mother up just to make sure she was dead
I enjoy a good tongue lashing
Some thoughts are like maggots
De Cries Me when I stand at the edge of the polluted lake and want to go skinny dipping
I like to wear my stained smiles and I don't care what people think of that
AD D9 made me smile
And when the white lines go through my mind I can only feel my nose bleed while I grind my teeth
And there is insanity in my family
And there's is family in my insanity
To Rot:
I opened you up
Read the inscription
Had a tear by pg.9
Wanted a shower by pg.29
Needed to shower by pg.49
Had to go shower by pg.69
Got out and only my hair and skin were clean
Looked at the rain falling outside my window
Pissing down
Got to pg.118 and went for a walk to the dirty lake
Came back (I survived)
Sat at the kitchen table
Pen and pad in hand
Thoughts bursting forth
From the swollen, long unstroked erection that portrudes from the black demon that likes to fornicate with my brain
I got two hands on it
And chocked it
It blew it's wad all over my face and glued my eyes open
You made my subconscious too curious
You helped her get in
Gave her directions
Told her where to find the key
While I had my back turned
She stole the keys
She knew she had to see
She didn't realize
She slid the key in the lock
Of the large steel door of the blacked pith that lays deep within my soul
It broke free it's tattered and worn bindings
Casually sleighed subconcious and tossed her aside
Found me
Opened it's gaping, oozing maw and closed it's jaws round my left arm and my head so that I'd view the burning, reeking, putrid,
vile, bile of my past that it contained within
It filled my eyes, my nose, my ears, my mouth
I'm gagging, senses buzzing
Cracking my skull, filling it with what I thought I'd locked away so well, so long ago
I should have burned it along with the pages of bitter beauty in that brilliant fire, hot embers like the hair that's now matted to my head
But I couldn't bring myself to burn them all alive back then.
To Myself:
She wanted to kill me
She bore me
Bathed me
Raised me
Lied, deceived
Believe you, me
Her husband lay on his sofa inside the bottle
A bleary vision
Awash in his own putre-scents
Just like his family
Wear those smiles
Or what will the neighbours think
Do they matter, all our shit stinks
Is Satan real?
Is he like Jesus?
I never get what I want for his birthday
I must be a bad girl
Like mom always said
I swallow that vile liquid down
Like bitter dark chocolate coating my tongue
People who mold you
Bust you down
Bitter
Friends, loved ones, liars
Whole world turned upsidedown
Mother lay with my dear little sister's boyfriend
Talk of the frowns
Fists, fights, misery
Left us for disaster, deserted
BITCH
Copulated, fucked for 3 more
COVETOUS WRETCH, WHORE
Sometimes the crimson slashes across my eyes
Sometimes it squishes out from between my thighs
Sometimes I'd leave but it's not my choice
I am of this
I am?
I am, I try
I am
the crazy diamond
Like every diamond
I came from the deepest, darkest mines (minds)
Years of compression (repression)
Chipped free
Re-sculpted beauty
I can cut glass
Wish I could cut you so you could bleed it too!
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Sometimes when I hear the rain
I just want to cry
My mood can change
Just like the weather
These are times
When I wonder what the dog thinks
When he looks at me
With those big puppy dog eyes
Does he know?
Does he empathize with me?
I cry for the homeless
I cry for the lonely
I cry for the sadness
I cry for the oceans
I cry for the sick
I cry for the children
I cry for the hungry
I cry for the extinct
I cry for the lost
I cry for the mislead
I cry for the trees
I cry for the endangered
I cry for the hurt
I cry for the abused
There are times when it all seems so hopeless.
Well, at least the dog seems to understand, even if no one else does.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
I am the crazy diamond
A jewel in the rough
When I dance
The sun catches me
And I sparkle
Full of the life I've lived
Full of love to give
Want to touch everyone
Make your hearts smile
Fill you up with my light
A rainbow of colours
Swirling and twirling
Melding and blending
We become one
Shine On
Shine On
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Elvis said
he knew this world was killing me
The Boss said
I'm on fire
See me?
Feel me?
Touch me?
Heal me?
Can you see the real me
Behind these big blue eyes?
I just try
Or I'll die (cancer's the answer!)
if I don't smile today!
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Pale
Feverish
Cold
So Cold
Shivering
Yet Sweating
Short of breath
Every fibre of my being aches
Head pounding
Stomach churning
Make friends with the porcelin again
Vomit
Nothing
I know what I need
To cure what ails me
Would you believe
It's a warm embrace
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Comments
ME TOO!
A vivious circle
Bruises the body
Bruises the mind
See those faces
The ones behind the numbers
Staggering to think
That human beings
Would cause such suffering
On such little babies
No matter what their story
Let's not forget them
now please don't think that i don't appreciate a thread dedicated to the mistress of the poetry hut because i think there should be temples built in your honor.
that being said, i'm exhausted after the weekend and it is almost a blessing to find many of your lovelies in one place....don't think i won't go looking for the other little beauties you've no doubt scattered about the place because they are certainly worth the read.
And thank you my little sweet pea!
Red wine
Imported pints
Quite a few joints
Your girl friends buzz in
We all have some laughs
A few too many more beers
A few too many more joints
They head off to a party
You head off to bed
I try to concentrate on T.V.
But I just can't
So I lie on my stomach
On the hard wood floor
Head propt up on a pillow
Writing this bunch of nonsense
It seemed much more exciting while I was getting drunk and high!
Then left alone with nothing but my thoughts, well, I had to do something to keep from thinking about things I didn't want to think about.
And try to sell me the lie
As the world continues to die
Will you be the one to cry
Your thoughts have been
so clearly concocted
You deliver them with
such egotism and ease
Your suit looks so sharp
it cuts to the touch
Just like your words
through their brains
Selling thoughts of
freedom and love
Through fucking wars
and children's blood
Work that hatred
Teach it in your history books
Hand it down and hand it down
Generation upon generation
Tradition and religion are so important
They only want the shit
that you say is dipped
in the finest of gold
Sell your soul to the infantry
They really believe you care
Think they may get a better education
Then their country fucking rapes them
"Manufacture of consent"
by your god & government
Media fraud and false statements
The truth is latent
Haunted tho I am
Stories to fill the pages
Engages my thoughts
A child born of children
Filled them too full
Pressure just too much
Such pain has visited me
I try to overcome
Become someone I may not be
Unsure of the path
Hath I have no home
I have been the rock
Block out the past
It has it's ways
Lays it's head on my shoulder
Some things become obession
Repression of reality
Questions unanswered still
Pills don't make it go away
Where is the good
Should I be so bold
I need to feel it
A bit, just a bit
Emotions prickling my skin
Again I push away
Been pushed so many times
Crimes of love
find myself here
I'm drawn back
again and again
I alone
see all the thoughts
left here for all
to look and feel
I alone
walk these halls
I like the silence
it calls my name
I alone
want to absorb
all that you are
and feel whole once more
call my name
Your beauty astounds me
I am speechless
I close my eyes
Your waves crashed
in my ears
Oh to taste you
would be so sweet
A drink of the divine
My tongue is parched
with such desires
There are nights
when I know
you want to consume me
You're so alluring
Sometimes I want
to be one with you
To drink you
into my lungs
let you devour me
But something keeps me
on your shores
I have touched you
as you have me
Each of us
a part of eachother
Our time may be drawing near
but it has yet to come
Farewell my sweet
I leave you for now
But I shall return
dirty thoughts
Add some water
and some soap
Put them through
the wringer
Hang them out on
the line
And put them clean
back into the storage
of my mind
But who am I kidding
They'll only get dirty again!
Like all the colour has been drained
And replaced with the colour of non-colour
It brings an emptiness to my soul
Makes me feel far from whole
Today I feel shocked
By people who sing & talk
Of love for their fellow man
Yet that is all they do
They blow hot air
Somehow they fill others with that air
And I am looking at a bunch of balloons
Wearing masks of many colours
All tied together
They do LOOK nice
Every kid wants one
But the wind takes them
Off they go
Blowing in the breeze
Slowly drifting apart
They forgot that all they are filled with is hot air
They could have gone on if only they had filled up with care
when you burp
you really burp
So many lonely hearts
So many unloved children
So many corporate take-overs
So many homeless people
So many going hungry
So many nasty buggers
So many broken dreams
So many abused women
So many deadbeat parents
So many nosy neighbours
So many government cover-ups
So many ignorant people
So many polluted lakes
So many endangered species
So many advertisements everywhere
So many wasted talents
So many vicious rumours
So many money hungry
So many lost souls
So many long faces
So many damn cars
So many resorting to violence
So many hating unreasonably
So many with disease
So many turning the blind eye
So many scrounging students
So many unnecessarily uneducated
So many T.V. shows
So many time occupiers
So many truthful lies
...and the Mauslim world, they don't know, they don't know why they hate America, they don't know why they hate Israel...
Click
...this is a story all about how my life got turned straight upsidedown...
Click
...may cause upset stomach, headaches, diarrea, nausea, in more serious cases kidney failure resulting in death but only in a small percentage of users...
Click
...Bill, today I'm down on the sunny beaches and it is action packed...
Click
...I'm a gonna kick her *beep-beep-beep* ass. Take my man, I don't care ifn she is my daughter, she's a *beep-beep-beep* ho...
Click
...have you been injured in an auto accident, hurt on the job, you need the services of the law offices of B.S. Schister...
Click
...I don't care if she smoked your weed Mr. Davis, we're talking about what you think she owes you for your record collection which you allege...
Click
...I'll be your fantasy, you want to make it a reality, back off, I'll take you on, headstrong to take on anyone...
Click
...it looks as if she put up a good struggle. See, if you take a look at these samples we took from under her finger nails...
Click
...she was snatched from her home early this morning, police are asking anyone in the area of...
Click
...Mom, what do you do when you have that not-so-fresh feeling...
Click
...image is nothing, taste is everything...
Click
...for a limited time only, you not only get one but two of these beauties for the low, low price of just $149.95...
Click
...ooo, ahhh, inky-winky...
Click
so Austin's sleeping with Joanne, who's sleeping with the guy who's father runs the biggest...
Click
...well Jimbo, unfortunately he's out with a torn ACL...
Click
...you can grab me a beer but not just any brew will do...
Click
...and we'll be right back with today's juciest Hollywood gossip...
Click
...a big, juicey, grade A steak, with all the trimmings...
Click
...two mouth-watering all beef patties...
Click
...now, let me tell you something, only you know how you can stop this from continuing to happen. Not me, not anyone else here...
Click
...you just recently suffered a loss. Yes. Did this person's name start with the letter D...
Click
...just imagine what you could do if you won this week's jackpot worth over 10 million dollars...
maybe i need some coffee to get me churning
I remove your covering
Naked for all to see
Hold you in my hand
Even more enticing
Lick my lips with anticipation
Open my mouth
Take you in
So smooth on my tongue
A mouth full of sweet, sticky goodness
I swallow you down
Bit by bit
Inch by inch
Until you are completely consumed
And then throw away the peel
I call myself tickled pink! Helllooooo naughty boy!
I'm bent over and waiting...........;)
You are a very good writer
Which is kinda sad, actually, because if you were bad, I'd have to SPANK you.
I love to rock your roll, baby!
MMMMM! Dangly parts!!! Yum!
Don't be sad! I'm bad to the bone and in need of CORRECTING!
Ahem, I'm still bending over..........
Yeah! Get a churning Goulet! I'm (we're) hungry for more! Grrrr!
I enjoyed it, kilt clad & fancy free
One day I was 1st to class
There was a baby doll
Hancuffed to my teacher's office door handle
He laughed and said "I DON'T KNOW HOW I'M GOING TO GET IT OFF"
I said "I CAN GET IT OFF"
Inside my bag I went
Found my keys
Found the handcuff key
Removed the cuff from around the dolly's neck
Removed the other cuff from around the door handle
Smiled at the teacher, teacher smiled back
Teacher said "You're so alluring"
I wallowed in Rot's deliciously perverse dudgeon (dungeon)
I'm still glad I helped soil your thread
Boobs make great floatation devices
I had to dig my mother up just to make sure she was dead
I enjoy a good tongue lashing
Some thoughts are like maggots
De Cries Me when I stand at the edge of the polluted lake and want to go skinny dipping
I like to wear my stained smiles and I don't care what people think of that
AD D9 made me smile
And when the white lines go through my mind I can only feel my nose bleed while I grind my teeth
And there is insanity in my family
And there's is family in my insanity
To Rot:
I opened you up
Read the inscription
Had a tear by pg.9
Wanted a shower by pg.29
Needed to shower by pg.49
Had to go shower by pg.69
Got out and only my hair and skin were clean
Looked at the rain falling outside my window
Pissing down
Got to pg.118 and went for a walk to the dirty lake
Came back (I survived)
Sat at the kitchen table
Pen and pad in hand
Thoughts bursting forth
From the swollen, long unstroked erection that portrudes from the black demon that likes to fornicate with my brain
I got two hands on it
And chocked it
It blew it's wad all over my face and glued my eyes open
You made my subconscious too curious
You helped her get in
Gave her directions
Told her where to find the key
While I had my back turned
She stole the keys
She knew she had to see
She didn't realize
She slid the key in the lock
Of the large steel door of the blacked pith that lays deep within my soul
It broke free it's tattered and worn bindings
Casually sleighed subconcious and tossed her aside
Found me
Opened it's gaping, oozing maw and closed it's jaws round my left arm and my head so that I'd view the burning, reeking, putrid,
vile, bile of my past that it contained within
It filled my eyes, my nose, my ears, my mouth
I'm gagging, senses buzzing
Cracking my skull, filling it with what I thought I'd locked away so well, so long ago
I should have burned it along with the pages of bitter beauty in that brilliant fire, hot embers like the hair that's now matted to my head
But I couldn't bring myself to burn them all alive back then.
To Myself:
She wanted to kill me
She bore me
Bathed me
Raised me
Lied, deceived
Believe you, me
Her husband lay on his sofa inside the bottle
A bleary vision
Awash in his own putre-scents
Just like his family
Wear those smiles
Or what will the neighbours think
Do they matter, all our shit stinks
Is Satan real?
Is he like Jesus?
I never get what I want for his birthday
I must be a bad girl
Like mom always said
I swallow that vile liquid down
Like bitter dark chocolate coating my tongue
People who mold you
Bust you down
Bitter
Friends, loved ones, liars
Whole world turned upsidedown
Mother lay with my dear little sister's boyfriend
Talk of the frowns
Fists, fights, misery
Left us for disaster, deserted
BITCH
Copulated, fucked for 3 more
COVETOUS WRETCH, WHORE
Sometimes the crimson slashes across my eyes
Sometimes it squishes out from between my thighs
Sometimes I'd leave but it's not my choice
I am of this
I am?
I am, I try
I am
the crazy diamond
Like every diamond
I came from the deepest, darkest mines (minds)
Years of compression (repression)
Chipped free
Re-sculpted beauty
I can cut glass
Wish I could cut you so you could bleed it too!
I just want to cry
My mood can change
Just like the weather
These are times
When I wonder what the dog thinks
When he looks at me
With those big puppy dog eyes
Does he know?
Does he empathize with me?
I cry for the homeless
I cry for the lonely
I cry for the sadness
I cry for the oceans
I cry for the sick
I cry for the children
I cry for the hungry
I cry for the extinct
I cry for the lost
I cry for the mislead
I cry for the trees
I cry for the endangered
I cry for the hurt
I cry for the abused
There are times when it all seems so hopeless.
Well, at least the dog seems to understand, even if no one else does.
A jewel in the rough
When I dance
The sun catches me
And I sparkle
Full of the life I've lived
Full of love to give
Want to touch everyone
Make your hearts smile
Fill you up with my light
A rainbow of colours
Swirling and twirling
Melding and blending
We become one
Shine On
Shine On
he knew this world was killing me
The Boss said
I'm on fire
See me?
Feel me?
Touch me?
Heal me?
Can you see the real me
Behind these big blue eyes?
I just try
Or I'll die (cancer's the answer!)
if I don't smile today!
Feverish
Cold
So Cold
Shivering
Yet Sweating
Short of breath
Every fibre of my being aches
Head pounding
Stomach churning
Make friends with the porcelin again
Vomit
Nothing
I know what I need
To cure what ails me
Would you believe
It's a warm embrace