My Skin

Maybe this is a tale - maybe this is reality. It's been so long but when you look at me, I remember. Your eyes draw me in, as you tease me.

Not to be known, not to be shared but maybe they do know.

I'm giving them enough to make them wonder. And I know when we gaze at each other for a little too long, we should look away but isn't that part of the game?

Take a look at my body, look at my hands


The sun is shining upon me, in this wide open field. People are laughing, teasing, having fun. Do they know that life's too short? Or are they just playing along?

I let myself fall to the ground, the grass tickling my bare legs and arms. And as I lay on my back I look up to the clear blue sky. And I feel broken, yet needed and wanted. But aren't we all?

There's so much here, I don't understand
I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long
As if I'm becoming untouchable


The sun is slightly burning me but I don't care. A bird soars the blue sky and I smile and it fools me. I hear footsteps nearing me and I know. I just know, it's you. Opening my eyes, I gaze back at your teasing yet questioning gaze. You run your hand through your hair; like a little tomboy and I love it.

Gracefull like a cat, you lay yourself down next to me with a smile that brightens my world.

O, I need the darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
I need this


I turn my head away from the sun only to see it reflected in yours. You give a shy smile and I grin back. I reach out and softly tickle your neck, your chest and your laugh fills me up.

I need to feel your hand upon my face
I think I might have inhaled you
I can feel you behind my eyes
You gotten into my bloodstream
I can feel you floating in me


Not caring about the people around us we give into 'need' and not into 'want'.

You start tickling the backside of my knees, even though we don't really know each other that long but you remembered how much I love it. And suddenly the world stopped turning.

There was only you and me. Brown eyes reflecting. And you bent down and kissed me - your lips oh so softly and I know you felt me smile against yours.

I think I might have inhaled you.

Life's too short.

Numquom Periit Amor

Love stares back at me - eyes twinkling, asking. 

But it is a dangerous love.

A touch here and there, a soft kiss; a feel.

Not to be known, not to be seen.

A secret love.

Can we hide our little secret? Or will they know?

Are they watching us? Or do they turn a blind eye?

Keeping our masks on at day, we slip them off at night.

Slowly, daring, lovingly; caressing, a fleeting kiss.

And it burns but if feels so good

Not to be known, not to be seen.

Will they know as we gaze at each other?

For just a little too long; an understanding passing between us

You ask me; love in your eyes and it is reflected by mine

They never have to know

But I wonder.....

Letting Go

Our hands clasped together

Our fingers entwined

You always brought a smile to my face

I always protected you no matter what

But I was holding on to a ghost

I felt you slipping away

There's nothing left here for you

You told me you were slowly going insane

You didn't want to fly anymore

And I tried my best

But my best wasn't good enough

I'll remember your smile and the twinkle in your eyes

I'll let you go now even though my heart's breaking

Little sis, I'll always love you

Life was too much for you

But you were always smiling

We'll meet again

In this life or the next

Goodbye

Your big sis,

Lena

Counting Bodies Like Sheep

Don't fret precious I'm here

Step away from the window

Go back to sleep

Lay your head down child

I won't let the boogeyman come

Count the bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Pay no mind what other voices say

They don't care about you

Like I do

Safe from pain, and truth, and choice

And other poisoned devils

See, they don't give a fuck about you

Like I do

Just stay with me

Safe and ignorant

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

I'll be the one to protect you
From your enemies and your demons
I'll be the one to protect you 
From a will to survive and a voice of reason

I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Swaying to the rhythm of the new world order


THINK!

"To conquer" doesn't equal "to have power over"

Some women should understand that conquering a man doesn't equal; having power over them. 


Enablers. Guarding their men like watchdogs, not letting go, ordering them around to lap at their feet. To kneel. Hawking them, leeching them but the men are none the wiser.


And for what? For love? For friendship? Because they are a parent? A relative?


It's not an excuse. It never is.


Sad. 


Get up off your knees, take a look around and see who and what they really are.

You don't know remember my name

I don't really care

Can we play the game your way?

Can I really lose control?

Just once in my life

I think it'd be nice

Just to lose control, just once

With all the pretty flowers in the dust

Mary had a lamb

His eyes black as coal

If we play very quiet, my lamb

Mary never has to know

If I cut you down to a thing I can use

I fear there will be nothing good left of you

- Evenescence

Wise quotes from Oma Desala

The Universe is vast and we are small. There is really only one thing we can ever truly control...whether we are good or evil.


Though the river tells no lies, the dishonest standing on the shore, still hears them.


The success or failure of your deeds, does not add up to the sum of your life. Your spirit cannot be weighed. Judge yourself by the intentions of your actions, and by the strength with which you faced the challenges that have stood in your way.


You cannot tell the depth of the river, until you see the bottom.


The true nature of a man is decided in the battle between his conscious mind and the desires of the subconscious.


The evil within is too strong to defeat, the only way to win is to deny it battle.

You talk too much

Or maybe that's your way

Of breaking up the sounds 

That fills you up

But it doesn't sound the same

When no one's really listening

We stumble into our lives

Reach for a hand to hold

And any wonder

We need to find

A certain something

Turn out the light and what are you left with?

Open up my hands and find that they're empty

Press my face to the ground

I've gotta find a reason

Just scratching around

For something to believe in

You have too much

You're spending all your time

Collecting and discovering

It's not enough

And no matter how you try

You never find the one you want

-Something to believe in