Injury



How Does Something Hurt That Leaves No Visual Mark

Take Your Hand Off My Heart

Pry Your Long Fair Fingers From Around My Neck

Let the Wind Carry Back Your Words

The Words That Threaten to Erase Me

Give Back the Words You Stole From the Happy Memory Book of My Mind

Give Back Your Caress and Adoration

Send Me a Telegram Of Fond Memories Wrapped in the Red Ribbon Of Love

Sweep The Dust Of Disappoint Away From Me And Water the Plants Of Life Left

Hand Me The Moon Surrounded By the Stars

Take Away The Fear Of Goodbye

Find me The Tree Of Promises So I can Pull it Up by The Roots

Dig Up the Death of Sorrow and Give Breath Back to What was Once Tomorrow

Hang the Thieves of Betrayal, Lies, Sickness & Selfishness

Give Birth to the Talented Art of Creation

What about A Cup of Hot Milk and Tea
Served In A Pretty Cup & Saucer For Me

Pack Away the Nights of Absence

Is It Possible To Sell off The Game of Blame

Can One Stay Asleep Until Heaven Calls

The Shadows of the day that Bring the Prediction of Changing Seasons Will Be Silenced

One Less Chair, One Less Plate, One Less...

You Bleed The Color Cruelty `

The Effort to Kick Away the Rabid Dog of Depression does
little To Discourage its Persuit

I Will Slice Away At The Rotting Parts Of Love That have Tainted The Taste Of Tomorrow

Shatter The Mirror of Unworthiness But Keep the Pieces Of Shattered Glass Away from my Wrists

The Ache Cannot have what No Longer Belongs to It or Can It

Tired Eyes Blurred Sky's

Give the Emotion your Ticket and Hop up On The Ferris Wheel Of Sadness

My Eye's are Dry, My Heart Tired and The Thoughts of Tomorrow Carry A weight Of Dread So I am Off to Bed