The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

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.

Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.

Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt

I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

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,

You’re bleeding down my legs, Tangling me up in your fingers. I want to run my nails down your b… And sigh in your ear.