House on the Sand

House on the Sand

Good thing you built your house On solid rock Your idea of love Set into stone You sang it to me Pretty notes, pretty words But a rock is a rock A stone, a stone When did I see through it? The same old song and dance? I was never in the room with you. I left years...
Mr. Rogers

Mr. Rogers

Watch out for Mr. Rogers. The perfect neighbor. A ready smile, A friendly wave, Always happy— To help someone in need. A pillar of the community, Oozing sticky-sweet warmth. He WILL win you over. The toughest of converts. He’s on a mission from God, So it’s important...
No one sees the flowers

No one sees the flowers

If I was a tree And all my fruit was gone They would still take my branches And use them to feed their fire. If I had a thousand flowers All my pedals lost They would still pluck from me And call me “beautiful” Placing me into their mouths To feed some need inside...
That’s the Trouble…

That’s the Trouble…

Sometimes your shackled By a seemingly innocuous soul Sometimes your jailer Wears the face of a friend Sometimes your prison is made By the one you trust Sometimes your monster Was never in your closet But rather at your bedside Tucking you in And that’s the trouble...
Unapologetic

Unapologetic

Are you looking for something? An apology? You. Will. Never. Get. One. Look in my motherfucking eyes- Long and hard. I am done feeling guilty. Sorry… Ashamed… Walking around like a little bitch. My anger is unusual. A flavor you’ve never had. Better open...