I’m a good girl in the worst ways Most days. Some days, I’m a bad girl in all the best way… I’m pretty good,
Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love
You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,
I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.
While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.
A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.