Love Bites A mean. I wasn't ready yet. But that did not matter to you. It's true what they say - well I am not sure what they say - but your love bites left my grasping through blue veins. I thought lots of pleasure mixed with a little pain would be my gain. But no one said you would aim for the vein and drain all of me again and again. I know your're excited to be finally released but why tear piece by piece? Next time, I'll be ready next time I will gain a pound of your flesh So you are contained until you are trained.
Category: Encountering New Experiences
Sister, are you okay?
Sister, are you okay? Sister, are you okay? We are praying for you, we did not see you with your husband today what happened? Did he cheat on you? Or did you leave willingly? God knows all, better days to come. Sister, are you okay? Today you did not look so good. We are use to everything in place but today there was a strand or two astray. This is your testing, we all must face. Sister, are you okay? We just mean well, let us come to your home to make sure everything - no we are just helping! Gettng in your business just a necessary evil. Sister? Sister? Wait, she hang up!
What Not to Say
What Not to Say It's funnny how you go intending to show you much you care. You trample the fragile grass of hope, left in reserve for a time when hope is scarce. "Sorry for your loss" is tossed like a sauce that stings an empty soul. A tear forced here, cracked voice there that offers no warmth to those now left in the cold. "So how did he die?" A dagger in the heart, a fresh wound bleeds with each uttered breath. Maybe next time you will get the report that pays for the salt you carried for treating the wounds. "I will talk to you then." A promisory note that brings us to the end of a most difficult talk.
Did It Leave Me?
Did It Leave Me? Blue black breath I stand on this desserted trek waiting Wondering, will it come? Has it gone? Will I have another chance if it has? Aimeless back and forth I go. Only the black shadows friend or foe? I do not know. I stand a pawn of Time lacking vision my only crime. Have I already been condemned? Frozen. will I find a friend to help me back on track? I stand rooted, waiting. Can you tell me, if it is gone that way will it come back?
The Monster Inside
The Monster Inside It lurks at the very edge waiting breathing heavily hoping that one bad choice will be made; avalanche. Then it leaps through the air teeth bare, a vicious monster aiming for the jugular.
Greed
Greed Our downfall is greed sprinkled with the need to be seen as prosperous. We consume our way into the grave making the mistake that having more means you're a success, oh no, you are a slave on the product line of progress.
Pretty Words
Pretty Words Pretty words are a dime a dozen and they quckily lose their shine. They bolster the ego but offer nothing tangible but misguided plastic shrines. Pretty words deceive the mind trap you in a time when you were in your prime but no more. Pretty words fill an empty void and makes you empty when that decoy is destroyed by reality. Pretty words are just pretty now they linger for a while then blow away with time.
