Halloween

In honor of that day
When bereft of hope
I found God again
Or should I say
God found me

“You’re no dope,” said He
(Or is it She?)
“Be sad but don’t give up hope

Can’t Hurt You Any More

Those ghosts of the past
How long do they last?

Each year
Their power over me lessens
But they’re still there
Filling me with
Terrors of old

Being Nice To Me

Years ago
I couldn’t even dream
Of such a thing
As being nice to me

I thought it was selfish
And therefore wrong
And that all my songs
Were to be sung

God Told Me To Punish You

I have refined you in the furnace of affliction. Isa. 48:10

“God told me to punish you for all the bad things you do.”

Cinderella Found The Wrong Fella

I was Cinderella
At a masquerade ball
Hoping against hope
That someday he’d love me again
That things would be as they used to be
When he swore

A Beautiful Day Like This

It was on beautiful day like this
A beautiful autumn day
So sunny and crisp
The kind of day you wish
Would never go away

Wedding Night

My wedding night,
What a fright.
All he wanted to do was fight.

“I’m not in love with you,” he said.
Last thing I want to do
Is take you to bed.