For the fire to rise


For the fire to rise one needs fuel

For the fire to burn one needs a tool

For the fire to know one needs one’s head

for the fire will burn until you are dead

For the fire to feel it has to start in the chest

so their fire is fake they hold to close to the vest

For the fire to be real the first burned is the last

for their fuel is them, they blow in the blast

Then their fire burns a signal broadcast

for the phoenix has come, fucking at last!

Today is a D day


Today is a D day,

the worst of all the kinds of days.

D days are death days,

when loved ones show us they won’t stay.

A true d day is a surprise D

the kind you didn’t see coming,

because this loved one ducked us and left us

and they affectively fucked us.

Because they weren’t supposed to die.

D days, true d days, separate the bigs from the smalls.

Because you either take it & accept it,

or their death beats us all.

D days aren’t a joke day

they are a horrifying ghost day

a blast from the past you wish blew up like a smoke day.

D days are personal and mostly likely not talked about

but if a human around you experiences a d day

be ok when they bow out.

Heart pain can kill us like this D day tries to show us

So strengthen the heart that has blown apart

And remember the d days with love,

so their heart may restart.

 

For N

 

 

 

 

 

transitions


If it weren’t for transitions, there would be no movement at all.

It’s with one foot in front of the other, or we don’t move, we crawl.

Eyes must be opened, if we would rather not fall.

Lessons are hard enough, trying to avoid the brick walls.

Watch out for those transitions from this world to the next.

They may blind you and leave you oh so perplexed.

Watch out for transitions that emotions bring on

They are your false friends tell them to move on.

Look instead to your feelings and be true to yourself.

Then every transition will lead to the true self.img_2122

feeling stress


I am feeling stress

am I at my best?

the stress is trying to hurt me.

I seek release

its the least I can do

to escape this excess worry.

Because fu*k, we know what worry get us in a hurry

So I release this stress by mouth and music

I sang and screamed, really and loudly.

I let it escape and closed the gate,

so the stress can’t find me

she said proudly.

 

I

Anti-love holiday


Tis the season to be in love

with a ‘special’ someone

tis the season to be in love

with someone else’s someone

tis the season to be in love

with the only thing that hates you

tis the season to be in love

and not remotely understanding sacrifice

tis the season to be in love

so that others think that you have love

tis the season to show love

yet that l-word is really lust love

tis the season for that word love

and wonder if you truly know it

tis the season to be love

so just be love and show it

 

 

nope, nope, nope


Nope, you stay back now.

I’m not interested in what you have to say.

Nope, you stay back now.

You have to go away.

You tried to mislead me,

you used, and lied, right to me.

So, nope nope nope!

I say back away from me!

Recognize this trick.

This thing your mind can do.

Telling lies, it constantly messes with you.

So, silence your mind.

Be the boss of your thoughts.

So your nope becomes hope,

Using your mind, to be kind.

 

 

Lonely-ish, my way


Is there such a thing as being lonely ish,

I don’t mean just being alone?

Is there such thing as being visible,

yet wanting to be alone?

When I stare out my eyes,

it’s all loneliness I see.

I am in my house, I am all alone,

that’s lonely ish to me.

But, would I trade my freedom,

for someone else to say,

what goes on in my house, or whether I’m happy or gay?

Would I trade my freedom,

just not to be so all alone?

You can bet I can’t, nor will I ever,

live in a house where I must atone.

I’d rather be lonely-ish and Queen of all I own.

But don’t be fooled lonely-ish has its price I say,

and one I am, and for me, all too willing to pay.

Because lonely-ish is all it takes

to live my life,

my way!img_2122