Let the tides wash away the dirt. The very dirt that smothers my breath. All the wounds. All the hurt.
Happiness is what I want to have.
Below the picture you'll discover bits and pieces of my soul.
A picture is worth a thousand words, but my life is guarded by silence.
If you seek to know more, click onto my online
journal. I don't hold back a thing, there. Only in writing and art do I feel safest.
I am but a grain of sand. Someday I'll be the pearl. For now I do what I can. Soon, I will be that girl.
The girl I was so long ago. Only I'll be stronger now. What happened to me you'll never know. Until I
open the door to trust... and let you see me whole.
~Me~ 2004
SOMETHING BAD!
Something bad happened to you
But you're not allowed to tell
From here on out, baby
You are no longer yourself
Forced into a time you never knew was there....
You're lost now
No longer there
Something bad happened to you
Did it not?
You were told to shut it out
Set it aside as though it were never there
You didn't shut the door on your fingers
You didn't touch the stove while it was hot....
All you did was look to someone
For shelter from harm
But something bad happened to you
You were not good enough for love....
Perhaps you were told nothing
Silence was all you heard
Cries were frozen in the now long lost innocence
Purity undone, despite the eyes of God
Something bad happened to you.....
You didn't do anything to deserve
Sometimes you can't stop the rain from falling down
Sometimes you can't keep the darkness from lurking about
Sometimes you can't heal the wicked with a smile
Sometimes life happens as it does
For reasons profound.
~M.M.M.~
11/17/2004
YOU are NEVER the TRIGGER.
The TRIGGER and the GUN are the PREDATOR,
ALONE!
Updated On
11/24/04
