Can you hear me calling?
Grasping through the air
Do you know I am near you?
Even though you are not there.

Do you see me searching?
Looking for a sign
That you are out there somewhere

Those little toxic people
Living toxic lives
Poisonous thoughts
Tongues like knives.
You will find no reason
No deep or hidden clue
Those little toxic people
Selfish through and through.

Blessed be the honey bee
Gathering up his gold.
Blessed be the fruits on high
Their sweetness to unfold.

Blessed be the sun above
Glorious in its glow.
Blessed be the harvest moon

A life time spent searching.

To find the key.

Today I have found it.

It is me.

I forget what it was you said
As we lay upon your bed,
But in the music I can hear,
Within these notes you appear.

Memory buried in a room of blue
Ignites in flashes of electric hue.

You are a bully.
Forever a liar.
Devoid of love.
But I am higher.

Brand new girl
You’ll never meet.
A beautiful woman
You couldn’t defeat.

All the taunts
Your anger directed,

I know times have been tough,
And for that I take some blame.
But I need to find a way in life
That keeps me from going insane.

For a while I fell into an abyss,
Untruth and illusion I saw.

Ripping and re -wrapping reality as it is
In your habitual stupor,
Blurred beneath a wine sodden veil
There is a girl I once looked up to.
I watch a slow descent into oblivion

Bring it on.

Give me your best.

I am ready.

Come on.

Just like before.

Knock me to the floor.

But be warned.

Because this time

I fight back.

These feet take me
Where I need to be
Stepping back in time
A place I can be free.

This body takes me
Perfect fusion with the beat
Feelings long forgotten
Passion, desire and heat.

This is my little world.
Welcome. Come right in.
It is the perfect world,
For your new life to begin.

Here there is no danger.
Free from human cruel.
A place full of kindness.

You will never hear
This endless song of fear
Feeling alone and scared
Wishing you didn’t care

You will never taste
The true regret of waste
To know what is your fate

That night was still with unearthly calm.
The mansion stood forlorn.
Walls bathed in silver light.
Shadow crept across the lawn.

An owl swooped up above,
Silent in its flight.

Within this haze.
This creeping hell,
I watch strength disappear.

Detail dissolve.
Lost resolve,
An empty space.

Bleary skies.
Broken eyes.
My hundred deaths.

I fall to my knees

He didn’t know how to handle it.
Curious eyes staring down in the pit.
Shards of light pierced through trees,
As the policeman fell to his knees.
Sickening stench offered the clue