Wrapped in WordsStride through the sunriseWater ripples, flows outwardHarvesting rosesInstruments echoFunny figures bring smilesResonant rhythmsCoolly looking backHiding deep beauty insideHer fiery eyesMusic and magicA brightness understatedIllumining nowWolf of the wildHas love worth all the winterOf fire and flameSpirit unbrokenAn angel, true and kindlyGood, godly, goldenAll told, undefinedCircling around a shadowCatching at the windSurviving it allPours out with sincerityNever go extinctWater's in the lakeSun setting on horizonOwl in the treeColors exquisiteFire dark and firelightThe art in her handsAlways felt bondedTo you, friend unforgottenAnd still, I miss youBest friend, brilliant mindHope you learn how worthwhileYou are in this worldA dragon, fatherTo a child, dependentOn fire he breathesAmethyst artistLight filters as she wandersA cat on the moveA distant chuckleAlways saying more than saidListens so quietA dream, a whisperBuzzing beneath the sur
QuiverI never expected this.I don't know what to feel.It's so sudden, bursting forth,Like my heart when you make it beat.Whatever I'm feeling, it's new to me now...So different, exciting...it makes me warm.It scares me a little, scares me to sayWhat I feel, even thoughI know you feel the same.Or at least I hope...Because you can never be sure.I feel tugged and pulledBy so many people...But I think you're tuggingAs hard as you can.It hurts me, you know,But I don't think I care.I'm me with I'm with you.I feel like myself.I'm finally figuringOut who she is...The things you sayMake me feel okayWhen I look in the mirrorAnd feel this fever...Quivering, here, inside.I feel so much braver...I feel so alive.Awake, even thoughI've only slept a while.You keep me awake.You keep me alive.You make me brave.You make me fly.Thank you so muchFor stroking my wings.
SandcastleI can't sleep, so I riseFrom my bed, and go outWhere the moon scrapes the tilesWith reflected light.There's a door at the end of the world,So I exit and ask God a question.He's busy, so I'm strandedOn the tip of a purple pen.I can hear the birds chirping,But I don't know their language.Instead my conversationsAre held between me and I.In avoidance of echoes,I run from the noise.Too many talonsHave sunk in my skin.Streetlights are stressful,But they dim with the dawn.I spend my days in silence,Wandering empty isles.When the sky's gone black and grey,The stars come out to play.The sense of shame, the weighted name,The erasure fades away...A sudden starry stormLeads me down the stairs.I grip the iron railAnd feel it fall to dust.As I step from the stairway,I stand on the sand.The voice of the wavesIs old and new.From a distance, I watchAs the little girl plays,Building her castleWhile the waves lie low.I know the tides will rise,Her world swept
Safer In ShadowsI go to this placeEvery now and thenWhere light distortsWhere roads divertWhere I digressToo close to the centerStand on the edgeSafer in shadowsInvisible girlMy house is hauntedBy a ghost with my nameWho wandersWithoutDirectionAn outcastOn the outskirtsA tumorUnremovedI wish they'd see meI wish they'd knowPink roseBlue briarA name in all the noiseWant and needGuilt and greedMust break this cycleA riddle unsolvedI save my sightSummon my strengthPrepare to pretendI'll be okayI'm not afraidParanoid princessKneel before the kingWatch for the arrowsMake your retreatI hide behind my eyesAlone in the darkAway from the frayBetter to be hereThan face the lightUnseenUnheardNo dreamNo wordsUntil I gather myself,And open my eyes.
A Star That Darkens DailyStain the stars with snow,And roast them over flames.It's hard to feel anythingWhen all that you feelIs encased in iceOr burned away.They rip her apart,Cut her wide open,Let her boil beneathThe salt of the sea.And as she grows colder,Blazing with rage,Her hatred will hardenAnd swallow her whole.This shield is a maskShe wears for the world.On one side, purple,Opposing blue.A catlike smile,A grin she's grown.And a rose, of course,Bittersweet blue.She hates herselfFor what she's done,Who she is,How she's handled hate.Who she's hurt,How she's hurting,And what she's doing now...Trained to trustWhen she was young;Older now, she learns againThat what they taughtWas meant to tame,And any truthHas been betrayed.How many lessonsDoes it take to learn?Trust none, love none,Be never betrayed again.No one can love her,For no one can know her,No one can see herExcept a few far away...There's a distance between herAnd the rest of the world.A glassy
TearlessAnd now, and now,When the wind dies down,And the tears can be foundWhere they lived without sound,In the silence of grave and ground:Let your heart pound,Go beyond the brief boundsThat separate then from now.You were tearless so long,You knew it was wrongTo withhold what you felt,To let yourself meltIn the cold arms of hatredThat waited and waitedFor a chance to take revenge.Do you feel yourself singedBy a promise unhinged?The anger within youWill surely amend you,Will change you intoSomething you won't like.If you don't want to die,I suggest you tryTo keep it from killing your mind.They ignore your voice,It's just their choice,Let them go their waysAnd find your own raysOf light, and living,And the things they're not giving,Of which is foremost: love.You can still fly, my darling dove.So don't be tearless,You don't have to be fearless,Just let the tears fall--You're no lifeless doll.You can cry if you feel sad,You can cry if you feel bad,An
Birth and RebirthAnd so she dies,In that moment,When all becomes dust,And she becomes dust,And all that she knew is gone...Or is she being selfish,Stubborn and resistant...To change, what she loves,Claims to embrace,Asks for in her own life...What is wrong with her?What is wrong...?