Black and WhitePeople may stare and pointBlack and White
When they see us walk by
Making jokes and poking fun
But what do they really know
All they see is two colors
One is black and the other white
They see nothing else of us
The love we share for each other
Makes no sense to them
But theres no need to explain
Let them figure it out
Maybe someday they will
Or maybe they wont
Taking their hate to their graves
Doesn’t matter to us
They only hurting themselves
If only they could see it
The love we share
It would stop the hating
The beating dow
Crushing BeautyI'm watching as the world goes by As it passes before our very eyes And as the seasons come and go I wonder how much more will growCrushing Beauty
For changing right in front of me Are remains of landscapes that we once could see Where now stand buildings small and tall Crushig the beauty that lies beneath all
The PathTraveling down a dark and narrow road Where it began one can only imagine Where it goes nobody knows Its path is vast and never endingThe Path
I’ve been on it all my life I am beginning to grow weary
It hasn’t been all that nice And I wonder if I’ll soon die
Cold and all alone in the dark With nothing to call my own Not just a walk in the park But a journey through hell
I wonder if light will ever come The one at the end of the tunnel But I do not know where from Maybe one day I will find it
For now I keep on tread
I'll Love You till DeathCut the ribbon to my shallow life By the blade of a jagged knife Once held strong and oh so dear All is lost with one sorrowful tearI'll Love You till Death
I’m sorry that it had to end this way Nothing was able to make me stay I said goodbye with one last final look Just like the ending of my favorite book
You tried to stop me but to no avail This time around I was the one to fail The one to give into the pain I lost my strength to break the chain
A message to all as I take my leave Please do not spend time to grieve For life will be better without me in it &nbs
Into the StormPeeling off my warmth Stripped me bare of insulation Of the padding of my heartInto the Storm
The rain is but in its early faze
And yet it chills me so Dampening what is already raw Wind pants back and forth The sky heaving with its deep unrest
A tree silhouetted against it The air wrapping on its bark unsuccessfully
Who is the maker of this tempest? That which finds it so thrilling to discontent my world? Pushing me to seek my cover elsewhere then in my own skin?
Certainly not No The maker of this tree? Who would try to block
EcklundSleep eludes me.Ecklund
Tangled in sheets and shadows my mind refuses to wander.
But stands fixed in one spot.
Left side of the brain suicide.
Evolution, from one ape to another.
The Savannah theory can’t explain how I’ve gotten this far.
This far backwards.
Recessed into this animalistic mental state of Freudian desires.
I am told when I get on the bus I strip everyone with my eyes.
I do this and eat a candy bar and feel fulfilled.
Man and beast, beast and man.
An unsymmetrical mirror image.
Pi
Decisions, decisions, decisions...
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Yours Truly ~me~
-Michelle
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Yours Truly ~me~
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Yours Truly ~me~
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