I. Falling through the sky Dodging the time A victim of reason And the lack thereof Faster now it keeps flowing Rivers rush and rivers pull Out to sea and drowning Submarines may come and go But there creeps deep red rust Slower now it all seems to happen A loss of kindness and a loss for rage A loss for touch For feel For words
II. A loss of everything Besides the thunder A distant rumble An urge, a spark! To the blaze to keep on Swimming now, faster than ever Impossible to keep up Outlandish dreams Lands of incredible beauty And the will to live Onward with this forsaken time Keep it going for I will prosper An illusion to our minds It moves nowhere With nothing to hide A concept that whispers to move To go, to go forever Beyond a wicked cage For freedom – grasp it now!
With demonic eyes We look to the skies And wait for that day to come We can break free from this curse And free for once But please understand coz this hurts
This curse, it breaks us it separates it burns I don't know how long i can hold on, this may not work Aa will and my way keep colliding our fate Our love is now anger and it's turning to hate Let's end this while we can and reverse this goodbye now, our fate
We've built a wall that i know we can't break Together it's time to cut these chains we've made our fate Tonight is the night, let's end this no time now to wait Together we part hands my leaving you our fate
And if you think that i wanted this to end, Before i leave i'll write this with tears that i spend About my feelings for you that you know will never change My heart is now drowning with anger and rage
So before i go please tell me one thing, Was our love once true, passionateley i sing To death with forever let's go now i soar on my wing Our promises of yesterday make me vomit my ears closing they ring Tonight is the night to end this bitch, So fuck you i sing...
We've built a wall that i know we can't break Together it's time to cut these chains we've made our fate Tonight is the night lets end this no time to wait Together we part hands, this ending our fate
Tonight is the night let's end this Tonight is the night lets stop this our hate Lets part ways and finish together we wait Now is the time no stopping no ending is too late
Mom says "it's ok to be tender and delicate these are the ways of a woman"
The last blue summer i dripped Sulfur from a bottom lip You found an eyelash In your cheerios And we danced All winter Into the next blue summer Then it was rhubarb and honey The First Man came to stab His tongue in my mouth I, The very silk sheet of femininity Let him puncture inside with the chewed Embittered nails This is a girl in holy conversion She convulses at the right times For dramatic effect The blood on the bed is as christ A symbol of sacrifice Back when men played gods And i let them
The Second Men Are numerous skin lesions Diseases from stepping in the wrong Swamplands They smell always of Peppercorn or gin& tonic; Their cocks sense a tenderness inside Like dogs they sniff it out To bury it with the one large hand That wraps around the throat every Time That same goddamn line You like it rough you little slut like it rough I am on my back on the bed That rocks from him fucking into My girlhood I think of what my mother said when she found The box of condoms i keep with me "i would just hope these men care about you. " She doesn't understand These delicate men look for women to care About them In the lily morning They want to get breakfast Text me their problems I'm the man on the sidewalk Curling my lips into each other at their texts "what are you doing tonight? " "hey haven't heard from you for a while" "hi: )"
I am on my back in bed Wondering if I can hail a cab from delancey St While he licks and sucks at my cunt and I feel nothing But I play the parts I know my lines And the Second Men could have done well in the spotlight Only they wanted a girl and by then I was decidely Not human
The Men Can smell it When you've been taken before A goodbye kiss on the cheek i grant In a moment of kindness And it becomes his tongue in my mouth I am paralyzed in honesty In the remaining threads of the docile sweetness Mom says it is feminine to be kind That it is not a weakness I think of this again when I am on all fours Hair pulled back by his hands I think of it when the door closes and the other he Wouldn't take no for an answer How many times did I tell myself I wanted this? Every time
The Dream Men Take me in my bed In the house with grapevines and white shutters They stuff their hands down my throat They fuck me from all sides I spend the dream trying to scream And when I wake it is always sunny outside so I never feel Good about crying
Moms at the foot of my sadness Brush my hair braid it We are in flower fields with magnets Painted lilac and baby pink Im stomping around in the garden they hush me Quiet We are born into these love traps These delicate sentiments Tricked to think we are heiress to sloppy emotion But the women ring the rags Pluck the tomatos off the plants The men see ghosts and weep Into their coffee Weep on the shoulders of their women Who lie on their backs in bed Wait for it to be over
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts I don't like it I don't like this Did you come? Yes I came Yes it's all taken care of Is that blood? Are you okay? Sorry I forgot I'm on the last day You sure? Yeah It was great I want to go again Ok Baby
The Women Taste different Feel safer Their histories and mine are reflective They know what it means to be taken But their hands Do not hurt enough Don't leave behind blisters I begin to come into someone else Never satisfied enough To settle To build a home
Men and their history of abusing women Me and my history of being abused We'll never understand each other We'll never love each other either
The Men have taken Everything from my Women My Grandmother barren My Mother so close to death I was born into the locked Door The history of Women who stayed Tender and delicate
Ways to wake up... Drink it black, drink it hot, drink it wet Each pleasure, each vice This moment could dictate your next 24 hours. Books Smokes Sex Coffee I'm enslaved to it all Have to have it ... Ah, Fuck The Smokes. Afterthought Forethought Deepthoughts Innerthoughts Write it Read it Drink it Screw it
You think that you got away with no pain. You believe that I am the only one who will cry. Though my heart is broken now, it is you who will some realize that you are wrong. For too long you took me for granite, now I will not be there to hold you up. It was my emotional support that strengthened you. You may think your new freedom is all you will ever need, but when you stumble and fall, I promise you will think of me. So revel in your small victory and the wounds that you inflicted on me. When you realize what you have lost, it will be too late and my hurt will be healing while yours is just getting started. I will then know my emotional freedom, while your world falls apart.
