Cruel

Destruction
Resigns its' self to your back door
I have become devastated by my own posh isolation
So break me down, before I hit the door

I sneeze and yet don't feel better
All the while a stained glass window illuminates my face
I've been in the clutches of the devil.... as his debtor
Thus, I have learned evil is omnipotent; so hand me some mace

Cover my scars with a Bohemian bracelet
...You are just a fool
And thus, life throws me to the pavement
You became such a delinquent, the populi fails to recognize how well you did in school
 ..................................Oh how life is so cruel

Back Burner

I have become uncomfortable in this mess
Even though I miss you to confide
Listen to me as I must confess...
I must walk alone, and keep in stride

You have been there for me at my worst
Held me up, when I spiraled down
But for me, this atypical relationship is a first
And it has become difficult to grin and bear it as others frown

I've kept you on the back burner for some time
And I must during this epoch of my life
Believe me, I am just like a dozen dimes
Searching for one's self in a lifetime of agony and strife

Sappy, Sorrowful, and True

Blood soaked shirt
Remnants of the past tense
Perhaps in time it will be denoted as fine art
So tell me, am I better in the present?

Turn your world around
With you by my side
I apologize that I left you down to drown
So let us become allied

Feathers grow upon us
So we may take flight
And although I am a mess, please just say yes
Thus, my mantra to you is...Don't loose sight; just hang on tight

Miss Loving

Hold me in your clutches
Hold me in your grasp
I have pined so long for your soft touches
So, keep me closed tight, like a string of pearls to their clasp

Yes, I have marks of misery
That are unfortunately embedded upon me
My apologies to you, that I am such a mystery
And I left you on beckoned knee

Know I look at myself as if I have a greasy face
All the while listening to sullen songs of nothing
I'm sorry you think I captured you with intentions of debase
But, inevitably, it's you I miss loving

Ghetto and Folk

There is something uncanny between the juxtaposition of the ghetto and the soundtrack of folk
All I have done is attempt to run away
...To revolt and to revoke
And between us, it was I who betrayed

I tend to dwell from the bottom of the vile
All powder pigeon-ed in black
I ask you a question, and you sit and ponder about how I apparently beguiled
And so you took the reigns and pulled back

I think all is better with the lights out
I left my soul in the ice box
Unfortunately, I am prepped for this world's inevitable drought
Thus, as I move forward, please illuminate me, and perhaps give me some props
 

Morose Dog

A morose dog sits down by my side
We are both just wishing to die
And like a fishing net I cast upon this great divide
Like the canine, I want to eradicate my earthly belongings, and just be welcomed by the sky

Trust and believe I have slept in defeat
And my sorrow is relentless like rain
Just toss me in the back seat
Take my core and slain

Write it up
And just leave the knife
Hand me that instrument as if it were my death cup
And fuck, I didn't choose to be here; so why can't I take my own life?

Plain Jane

I was beautiful when your song begun
Now you are all through
Delineated and raped by a con man
I watch you drive away with a sullen face in your review

I'm now surrounded by a plethora of people
And yet still alone
You have always viewed me like a scar; weak and feeble
And for that I cringe at our simultaneous moans

The idea of death has devoured my loveliness
And I have become passe like old rain
So as I digress....
Much in due part to my lack of sanity; go find yourself a lovely plain Jane without any baggage or pain

Drown

Drown out my mind
Pick my brain with a fork
Become a clam digger; see what you may find
Please take my emotion and thwart

A litany of good food
Eradicates the emotional feelings of you
Thus, shake your head because you just don't have a clue
And I hate the fact that you still make me feel blue

I wanted you out of my life
And yet I still miss you
Let me muster up some might
And let me hear you cry too

Crooked Streets

Walk down the crooked streets
I pensively feel like a cut so deep would alleviate it all
I'm utterly sick of all my defeats
I just want to sit on this stoop and ball

I have a kaleidoscope of issues
Tenderly destroying all in my path
So let me just hand me some tissues
And just give me the shaft

Kill me gently with your warm hands
Veins exposed to the breaking point
I listened to all of your demands
And now left askew with a disjoint

I feel withered to the core
Use my body and soul, like I'm not here
Tell me what this life is for
I now simply pine to just disappear

Stone Cold Horses

Wake me in the coolness of  the night
To the utter disappointment of my inevitability
The heinous gesture left you loose like a free floating kite
Look, we were two stone cold horses exposed by the cracks of our fragility

I hurt you before you decimated me
Yet I feel as though my malignancy will feed
Some would say I float like a butterfly, but underneath you know....I sting like a bee
Understand, my intention was not to make you bleed

I hear your howls from across the river
But I am not the one you want
I just made you perpetually shiver
Look on the good side, I'm no longer around to make you daunt

Fuck me royally with Man-Capris

Fishermen wear shorts
And men wear pants
I have never been one that flirts
But I melted at our first glance

It is a sin however, that no man shall ever wear capris
But damn, I can, and honestly  my calves look kickass in them
You have demolished my sense of worth like a disease
While all you do is condemn

Why do I still care
Fucking loyalty
I suppose life isn't fair
And I accept the fact that your perpetually screw me royally

Culprit

The culprit is life
And yes, I fought off a gun and won
Living life with chaos and strife
I just want it all to be done

I can not fix this world
Because this world never fixed me
How can anyone with an intellect believe life has an iota of allure
So, I cry to the heavens, "What's the fucking key?"

Had to drive through the ghetto to do well
Had to reach the cliffs of inevitable demise to be resuscitated
Despite my journey's core, my soul still feels like a shell
So, let's quell our anger and commiserate

Let me be!!!!
Don't write tunes about me as a sullen girl
Understand, I already know me
And you can't change me by adding a beat, a twirl, or a swirl