February 02, 2012
The Truth Is
Emotions are my best friends
Happiness is a fleeting delusion
Happiness, why did you leave?
Happiness, oh happiness, I have forgotten your smell
Happiness, I wish you were here
Sadness, I hate you
Sadness, go away
Sadness, yes sadness, is a place I call home
Sadness, why do you never leave?
Anger, where are you now?
Anger, I am sorry I ignore you
Anger, I am not really sorry
Anger, I am glad you have gone
Love, what are you?
Love, why do I see you all over the place?
Love, I’ve met you, but you’ve never stayed long
Love, the dream of love, the fear of love, why do I encounter both?
Emotions, why do you guys control me?
Emotions, I could not be without you
Emotions, you are what help me create
Emotions, you guys are my best friends
February 01, 2012
Stella Blue’s Trip To The Snow
When you were
young
You always
dreamed
Of
the
Pure
White
snow
But no one
would take you
No one
would show you
No one
cared
Until
Seventeen
Friends
All
over
Hair
blonde
Pants
Tight
Shirts
On
Shirts
`Off
No one knew you
Like your brother knew
You
No one missed you
As much as he
would
On the trip
You laughed
On the trip
You smiled
On the trip
To see the snow
You died