I call out to you, sorrow lays in my cries.
I want you to hear the truth from the lies.
I want to know you, for you to be a friend of mine.

This is my heart, swimming in stone
This is my life forever to roam.
This is my story left untold,
This is my body left so cold.
This is my page, for all to see.
This is where love broke me.

The desert sand floating in the air,
The dry heat I can’t bear,
The torture and pain deep within,
Drag down with shame for some people’s sin.

The torture display with a deep scar,

In the dark sea of sorrow a small boat is a float,
A small message on the side wrote,
Lost, out on an adventure

The sailing ships rarely pass,
Home sweet home at last.

There is a lake beside a house,
Where the wind blows about,
In a field with no mouse,
We go through drought.

When the lake is dry,
We pray to them in the sky,
Give us some relief,

Dear Disease
I have waited for you to leave,
No more tricks up your sleeve.

All the pain that you gave,
It’s yours to keep,
Take it away.

Leave myself to fade away.

I am fired up,

Open the windows,
Feel the air,
Place yourself carefully there.

Open your heart,
Let fear depart.
Feeling that have flown,
Brokenness never to be shown.

Heal yourself,
Bleed the pain,

Thank you for loving us,
Helping us win.
All you have given
Now we hold within.
Kids out in limbo
You made your own,
Or else we might still be
Unloved and alone.

Let me paint you a pitcher with red and blues,
To show you what I have been through.

In the pitcher there must be green,
Representing my desire to be seen.

Sometimes when you feel down,
Look in your heart, love will be found.

Look at all the crude,
It was hard but you made it through.

See the love you give away,

Sugar is the youngest of five,
Understanding wrong from right,
Glowing with a special light.
Angry is number four,
Rarely caring for anyone at all.

Cuddly sister number three,

I pick the pieces from the floor,
Younger but not so small,
Pushing pain through the door,
I, your daughter,
Your sister,
Your wall.
No longer there to answer your call,

Push me down to the floor,
You had me here before.
I stare up to your eyes,
Open, filled with pride.

You drain me each day,
Praying doesn’t make it go away,
You left a nasty stain,

Unspoken words shadow my heart,
Lock and key, kept well apart,
Lying on two different hearts.
A soul that must be bled,
Passion needs to be fed.

To speak these words.
I would rather die,

To follow darkness,
Hoping for light,
To stay up,
Awake all night.

To find yourself on the floor,
When you said you wouldn’t be there anymore.
To have a voice,
No words to say.