Away

Going to be gone for a little while...

Ehh.

In the Night

I'm afraid of the dark,
And the things in the night,
That come out to scare you,
To tell you it's not all right.
I'm afraid it'll take me,
Let alone, deprive life,
I'm afraid of what's out there,
In the horrible dark night.

12

A tear rolls down my smooth cheek,
Balances on the tip of my slightly pointed chin,
And splashes onto a colorfully decorated pillow.
It bounces off the cotton fabric,
Lands on the loosely fastened floorboard,
And sinks to the very first floor.
Beneath me I hear a drip.
The tear lands on Mother's precious vase.
It swirls in the neck of the bottle,
Round and round and round.
It keeps on until a pluck! tells me it hit end.
I look around me,
It's midnight,
I already know.
Back to sleep.

Tired of it All

I'm tired of this life,
Tired of where I stand in it,
Tired of why I'm here.
Can't you help me?
Help me escape,
Take me away.
Show me what I'm missing,
Please.

Time

I want to get it over with,
These days,
But it's impossible.
It can't happen.
Because they don't fly,
Not with pain.
Usually seconds tick,
Not mine.
Mine fall by slower,
Unrealistically.
But it's true,
They do.

It's Time to Go Now

It's time to go now.
Time to drop the facts,
To pick up the fantasies.
It's time to walk a mile
In another set of shoes,
To learn about what else
There actually is to do.
It's time to live another life,
To be some other soul.
It's time to seek some
Different,
Extremely separate art in whole.
Flip through the glossy pages,
Fall into the imaginary pools.
Get trapped in the museum
Of artificial rules.

Climb the cliff,

That makes you scream,

Fly into the sky,

Along the blue stream.

Don't be yourself,

That is not the point.

But it's time to go now,

Time to be, at least, half alive.

Umm... It's quite odd, this one. Haha.

"Give me your heart

And let me break it,"

He sang,

While I sat there,

Lost in thoughts,

Thinking about what

A very interesting

Song that was.

Seperately Together

I don't know why,

But I'm drawn to you.

I don't know how,

But you're drawn to me, too.

It's not completely clear,

How two come to be.

Quite odd, actually--

Especially you and me.

Warning

Warning: Music could possibly play.

Side Effects May Include:

Sudden jumps, screams, laughs, confusion,

smiles, wonders, crazed expressions, vomiting (Haha),

head aches, annoyances, fury, etc.

Or maybe not...

You Crack Me Up

You're so funny,

You crack me up.

_

I swear,

I'm an old egg

In your presence.

_

Tap me and I crack,

Push me and I roll.

Look at me and I shudder,

Giggle...

Mutter.

_

If I were as funny as you,

I'd go around

Looking at everyone--

Just to see a smile

Like the one I give you.

It's Only Me

You don't care,

I can tell.

It's a bit of a give-a-way, yes?

You standing there,

Ignoring me like I'm no one.

But I guess to you I am no one.

Just me.

I only gave away my life for you,

Sent it away, squashed it.

But no, it's okay.

I mean, it's only me we're talking about.

But go ahead, get back to

Whatever you were doing

Before I so happily interupted.

I'm just some annoying girl,

Running around doing your deeds,

Keeping you out of trouble,

Saving you,

Helping you.

But it's alright,

It's only me.

Who Do You Think You Are?

Who do you think you are,

Leaving me alone near the woods,

Dropping me off

Like I'm not wanted anymore.

Letting me run away deep,

Deep into the swarm of trees,

Crying,

Devistated.

Who do you think you are?

_

Who do you think you are,

Writing a note to my father,

Telling him I'd be out on a walk,

To look for me if I don't return.

Who do you think you are?

_

Who do you think you are,

Breaking my heart

And saying it will heal,

Telling me time will mend it.

Who do you think you are?

_

Who do you think you are,

Trying to erase every memory

I have of you,

Making me forget,

But I won't.

I won't.

So you can come back now,

You can come right back,

Because I know who you are,

You are everything to me.

Trapped

I'm stuck...

In a world of people.

The Letter Nightmare

Forgive me for that letter,

I wrote you long ago,

I didn't mean it in that way,

I just wanted you to know,

That life here isn't what it seems,

It's actually not at all,

But that's all I can tell you now,

I just wanted you to know...

Fear of What's On

Leave,

I beg of you.

It isn't safe.

Please go,

I need you to.

Just go.

It's what I want of you.

The Fine Line Between Now and Then

Can you trace over
Those furrows,
Traveling through his face,
Seperating him,
Young to Old?

Can you see them?
Those deep wrinkles,
Running vastly,
Like a stream
Stuck in an ocean,
Crying to get out?

Can you picture him,
Without those ridges
On his beautiful skin,
That scrunches it into
Several layers?

Can you imagine
His life long ago,
Where he was wrinkle-less?
And it held you hostage,
Keeping you by his side,
Not wanting to let go?

Can you remember?
It was you once.
You who he held when
Sadness grasped,
You who spent your
Happiest days in his clutches,
You who looked upon
His eyes and saw pride.
It was you who kept him alive.
It was you.

But now,
Now that age has stolen
His outer frame,
You push him into the dust
And bury him deep?

He can't get out now,
He's too fragile,
Too weak,
Yet there you sit,
With your arms folded,
Without care,
Without hope.

And still,
You forgot something.
You forgot what really matters,
You forgot his gracefull heart.
It was that that stole your breath,
Not his looks,
Not his skin.
It was his smile that kept you company,
His laughter that said you were home.

And here,
Here you still lay,
Glancing at him,
With that same hopeless look.
That one you've given him
For the past fourty years.