skin deep

She ran through the night
toward her past a dim light in a black hole
when the only true love she had is gone
she washes the blood away with dirty water
only a dial tone on the end of the phone
a muffled sound underneath her tears
be strong young one
flowers can grow from bloody water
look at your glowing chocalate skin

In the end

It seems as though the sand has run out
and everyday there is a sign
that soon everything you thought will vanish with the others
ideas of fear they've instilled in us
flashing images filled with blood
but no one wants to grow old
forever young idolized
andolescence renewed
though wisdom comes with age and time
frightened into our giant empty rooms
by a god who will never love you
unfulfilled spaces
scab like old wounds
I can't tell you what will happen
but I know today i feel fine
and fuck tommarrow if it comes

waiting for love

Latley I've wanted someone
someone waiting naked in my bed
after long days of obligations and harsh words
i want to feel your soft skin against mine
cuddle with you into the night
the quiet sounds of summer
our heavy breathing
having finished the internal connection
experiencing love
I am young but even still the thought of such a treasure
diminishes daily
I'm not even looking
I have no list of qualities to check off
presumptiously all i have is an idea
a scene, a feeling
someone so wonderful they make you nervous with insecurity
the unexplainable comfort of lying in someones arms
under the night sky feeling safer
the I've ever felt
the complete fulfilliment of finding your souls match
the sparkling kiss and not the sloppy makeout
the lioness sleeps alone in her vacant cave

vacant space

i thought i missed you
but what i missed is the affirmation
the safety and the warmth of...
LOVE
love has come and gone but heart break hasnt budged
closure cant exist
until someone can fill this space
something
or anything
desperation to fill complete again

his old shirt

Under all the odds and ends
I found your old black shirt
smelling s if you wore it yesterday
I imagined your soft lips and giant feet as you lay
tossled in my sheets
I wonder what your doing on this hot summer day
clothes sticking to you like a wet napkin
your probably with another
leaving behind pieces of you to be remebered
I guess i shouldnt call
i wrestle with the idea

she lived in the woods for a couple of days
masturbating to the filth in her head
cleansing her mind of Sundays torture
robes made of burlap sacks
shiny rings of fools gold
falling asleep to Gods voice
playing in her head records
reaching your potential is being happy with just you
and the trees
let go of the lights of the city
look back and fear your stone heart

holy ghost yells Fuck you

Get down on your knees and pray to the lord girl
fire and brimstone spew from their mouths
"I will not" she said
I will not
raise your hands to Jesus girl
clap for his mercy
dance for his blessings
"I will not" she said
I will not
Everyone gasps clasping their sweating palms
shook their empty heads
until finally she bent her knees
the weight of the bible pushing her neck down to the ground
all the faces filled with malice smirked
black eyes blazing in anger because of her defiance
this would always be her battle
the faces
the fingers
the clicking
the dissapointment
save her
save her
such a sweet girl shouldn't burn
burn for your indignations
melt in her ignorance
what kind of God punishes you for your opinion
Free will?
Free to burn in hell
she will burn because she never felt that almighty spirit beckoning her to the alter
with every tear
"I will not" she said
I will not and if I dont that was my choice
and I'll see you sinners in hell