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Hey What would they say When my time comes For Judgement day? I am afraid I’m not good enough That they will see Right through my bluff. Have I made A difference to Help the world To stay true? Have my words Taken a part In the world Changing it’s heart? Did I save Lives
I remember, many years ago, When my mind was misunderstood, Adopting a lonely, golden feline, Never knowing that she would, Save me and change me, To make me the woman I am today, Now that I’m older, I realize, I wouldn’t change the past in any way. Because she thought me a lesson, On how
Tap, tap, tap The drum of a utensil That’s sharp as a whip But worth more than gold. A creator of worlds And release of emotion A way in which To give meaning to life A conductor of energy From the core of my being To define who I am And harness my power For
The crispy air creeps over my skin as I’m snuggled into the covers the comforter fashioned tightly around in the bleak of the night shivers tingle my senses and become a beacon for warmth a shadow mewls softly as it nestles into my body it’s heat radiates through my skin and warms my core. the
I’m sorry don’t leave me I want to be the girl, you want me to be. I’m sorry, don’t fight me, I’m not as strong as I used to be I’m sorry, I don’t want you to see, all of the thoughts, locked inside of me. I’m sorry, my love’s not free you’ve got to
Can you hear it? The faint roll of the drum. I feast off your fear, Anticipating what’s to come. Do you see it? The moon has turned red. All those demons you battled, Are coming back from the dead. First you’ll see the talons That haven’t forgotten the taste of your pain. And what of
PopPop, like a gun, But it’s just the fireworks. Trying hard not to run, From all of these jerks. Use my hands to cover my ears, Close my eyes so I can’t see, Try to drown the memory in tears, But still remains that part of me. 12-year-old me begged and pleaded, Crying to not
Sour taste Tense throat Regurgitate Till I float Blurry in the eyes Dizzy in the head Images project Ways to be dead Choke on Him Reach for Serenity His talons Don’t release me Close my eyes Pretend to be okay Ignore the clouds rolling On a sunny day Loud is the thunder Down comes the
The gentle air, squirrels in the trees, The birds in the sky, all flying free. This is the world I want to see, This is the place that I want to be. The neighbors smile, nature chatters away, The sun that sets on this beautiful day. This I want and I want it this way,
“Find land surrounded by sea, Strike a match, throw down the key. You know you’ll never be free, If you don’t burn what’s left of me” My words inside, an echo she hears, Put down on paper, covered in tears. She gathered the words then found a box, She put them inside, guarded by a
Sy Redemption 