Not even a movement allowed...
I've reached and attained my happiness...
I am happy.

Each time I know I am happy,
Let it sink deep down inside my soul...

To forever stand
Even though I may be sitting.

The Spirit of God
Carries me through
His Spirit is Love
And Love is happy.

I've reached it, happiness,
And it, happiness, goes on and on,
Never to die inside
Because I had to die inside
To reach and attain to obtain
My true Happiness inside.

You're allowed to come in, to come and hide, to come and play inside and stay for awhile,
then find yourself to abide

I have mental illness.
I can't do much, I guess.
I have a job
But I feel like a blob
Can't I do what I want
Or do I have to settle for who I really am?
Am I an illness?
Do I have a heart?
Sometimes I wonder
Cuz I always fall apart.
Did you fart?
It smells in here,
And I feel like I am not smart.
Am I a tart?
I am a disease,
That does not put me at ease.
I think I need to stop reading web sites
About people who have schizo-affective
And think they have rights to bite.
I think I'll moan and groan,
And later be happy
Cuz life is full of ups and downs,
I just wish I didn't have to be forced to feel like such a clown.
It's sad what I have,
I don't understand.
Pull me up,
I need a stronger upperhand
My husband gave me a band
At least I have a life,
And I have to think of my life as not half-bad.
Where did my positive outlook go?
Things got too sad,
In my marriage,
It's even when things go bad.
At least that makes me glad.

The swell was up, twas playin the flute
On the rock pools
Whistling out tunes
In time with dippin gulls
Me feet
Dangling on the grassy edge
Breeze busy combing me beard
Puttin in, takin away
Takin in, puttin away
The big blue wet, wide screen
A million white foamy flowers
Like thoughts set out
Yet to be realised.

Each cut closer to the vein,
Each time I'm feeling a little more pain.
It starts to help me I start to calm,
All this release with my self-harm.
But I wake in the morning to see the scar,
I remember my problems and how bad they are.
The feelings rush back only ten times worse,
I start to scream I start to curse.
So I pick up the knife and it starts again,
The story of my life, a day in my head.
If you had to put up with what I do,
You wouldn't survive I can guarantee you.
I'm nearing the end I can't put up with this,
Not one more day without happiness.
You may start to hurt because I have died,
But it's just my fault as its suicide.

Kill me, shoot me
Slash my face
It doesn't matter what happens now
I don't really want death
Just release
Nobody knows about my disease.

No one knows that I'm crazy
I hate this, I hate me

Why am I like this
What's wrong with my head?
Everyone around me is fine
Just my head is messed up inside

The only thing that helps me
is this self abuse
But why?

I can't tell anyone
How would I explain?
I don't even understand it myself

I hide my skin so no one sees
I can't tell the people I love
Am I betraying their trust?
If they find out, will they hate me?

I want to get out of my head
and feel normal again

If I cry no one notices,

If I bleed no one cares,

There is no difference between the body and the eyes.

A body may weep and plead for happiness,
Just as your eyes may beg for love,
That is its right but
What is the point?

Hoping some one will hold you tight
Whispering "It's ok",/p>

When...
Late at night the metal tears through your skin
Releasing the loneliness
The blood speaks volumes through numb joy.
Because here in this moment the razor holds you
Whispering "It's ok"

That Beautiful Razor is your link to a body screaming for life.

The internal glow floods out through the frosted glass
Bringing life to the sluggish world outside
The hum of life rebounds off the stone walls
Echoes through my head and stirs the soul
A hive of activity, busy people, busy minds
Hurried movement contrasted by boredom
Wasting time, provoking thoughts
Reliving moments long since passed
Yearning for a life forgotten
Longing for a sign
A direction in which to travel
A stated destination
A pathway of many steps - even and untrodden
The outside cold is winning
Smothering the warmth
Chilling to the inner core
Icing up my veins
Shudders pass along my spine
Frosty and untamed
No matter how much heat is used
The heart can not be thawed

My life has no meaning, reason or rhyme
I'm just treading water, wasting my time
Creating more waves for those who are near
Ripples of worry, desperation and fear
I'm starting to drown, clutching at air
Waiting for someone to show that they care
At times when I'm floating they're always around
But when I start sinking there isn't a sound
No heartfelt whisper or encouraging shout
No lifeguard or saviour to help pull me out
The last bubbles of life float to the top
As my heart slowly comes to a stop
And finally now I lay at rest
My battle is over with the sea of success

As the blood runs down my arm
I feel my body start to calm
The pain from the knife goes away
The pain from within stays the same
So I do it again to heal my stress
What did I do my life's a mess
I've tried to hard to please you all
I'm in a hole yet still I fall
I though that when I tried my best
I'd receive some happiness
Yet I still feel to dead inside
Like I'm running away with no where to hide

I feel suffocated in people's fake sympathy
Please don't pretend to care about me
So what's the point when my life's such a mess
Full of suicidal stress.

Does Love always hurt,
If it doesn't, is it real?
Why is it important,
To know just how I feel?
My heart is full to bursting,
But hollow is it's sound,
Like the bell that rings so clearly,
And echoes through the ground.
Yet the air is empty in it.
But if the bell were full,
No sound could issue from it,
However hard the pull.

Willingness is an awkward thing
The ability to surrender unconditionally
Count the ways of being hurt
Life's past often interprets life's present
Guidance can be a crutch for some
Leader has a more resounding ring than follower
The word friend at times is not more than that, a word
Happiness can be a mirage, fooling the heart and mind
Three little words are the most powerful to say
Lacking knowledge of what you say is as sharp as a knife
Living in fear is not living
Being scared often plays as life's blindfold
To stay focused one must open their eyes
Protecting oneself can lead to lonely darkness
Open mind, open heart
Love others for you feel the need to be loved

This life is a confusing thing
And what exact joy does it bring?
Your born and then you die
Does life really carry on once your in the sky?
Cause to me it makes no sense at all
From your first living breathe to your fall
And all through this life the pain goes on
Until eventually you die and the pain of living has gone
Sure the good times are so good, but maybe only few
The bad times come and go but in between, life is so very slow
I could be classed as lucky, but what is this,
Having people who care and you may possibly miss?
Yes I have great wealth more than people on the street
Who own hardly more than the shoes upon there feet
I'm clean and fresh like a bar of soap
From the outside normal, inside I'm struggling to cope
So can you possibly tell me what is just so great
That people can't get enough and is everything really down to fate?
Cause I'm finding it difficult to understand
Or believe anything outside my fantasy land
SO before you go answer me this without strife
DO YOU REALLY AND TRULY WANT THIS LIFE?

Rainbows are the source of all life
their colors paint the world
blue fills the eyes of a proud father
red melts over the roses of new love
yellow belts out the song of true happiness
green is envy, but also pride
and purple makes the rich roll with laughter

The darker side of the rainbow causes life to cease
black is the sorrow widow's cry out,
the pain caused by irresponsible humans
and the hate that consumes the earth like a blanket of fear

All this is conquered by the white
white is the joy that new mother feel,
the hope a teacher needs to go on,
and the healing that we all must do at sometime in our lives

Whether it be now or later we all must face, the Rainbow Of Life

I lie next to you
in the late hours of the night,
and feel a peace in my heart,
for everything with you feels so right.

I look over at you,
and watch you sleep so peacefully,
And as I cuddle up to you,
I think of how much you mean to me.

As I lie here in the darkness
I think of my life without you,
and wonder where I would be
if I ever lost you....

No matter what you say, no matter what you do
I'll never go back to you
The pain you gave to me
is something I've always seen.
Something you promised you'd never do
I can't believe what you put me through
all the lies, and all the cry's
never seem to subside
You bastard I hate you
you have no idea what I go through
Wherever I look I see your face
your lies are such a disgrace
I fell for your lies, I fell for tricks
your the reason I think men are such pricks
I hope your happy for what you've done!

It seems that life doesn't go on
now that we aren't together after so long
I can't apologize for saying the things I feel
or I'd apologize for just being real
This was ultimately my worst fear
but we've tried for more then a year
I just wanted you to say *I love you* day and night
but all we ever did was argue and fight
It hurts so bad to know I'm all alone
I thought it was coming, I shoulda known
that it wouldn't work no matter how we tried
Now all that's left is the tears I've cried
I thought we'd never part but i was wrong
SO now I have to stay strong
and not think about what could of been
because it fills my heart with shame and sin
so we go back to the way things used to be
before the day when you and me became we
Try to remember all the good times we had
and never let a thought cross that's bad
Time may take my pain away
but my heart will forever pay
Ill always love you that's no lie
I swear I will until the day I die

think
joy
on a she pig;
one dark light,
will she
sing and play,
do music
like a
blue family
live as this moon;
can you?

remember the
gentle monkey?
together we loved
his hot green slime;
man, was he pretty
if you
have the
happy yellow sludge butterfly
but the
huge Winter Woman
believes;
I would

I love you so much,
I just want you to know,
I will always love you,
I will never let you go.

I will always love you,
Through thick and thin,
When you need someone to love you,
Or just need a friend.

Even though we may break up,
I'm not saying that we will,
I will always love you,
Because that's just how i feel.

I hope you take this serious,
Because these feelings are very strong,
There's no way on this earth,
These feelings could be wrong.

Lives in corners, lives on dead dreams
Slides between shadows
Stares at the backs of ignorant heads.
Speaks in silence, speaks to himself
Reads over shoulders
Catches the time from gesturing hands
. A has been, could have been,
a never got round to it, never will be.
Another ghost
Breathing apathy,
Spent force, withered anger,
Love, won't you save him?

Don't be fooled by me
Don't be fooled by the face I wear
For I wear a mask, a thousand masks,
Masks that I'm afraid to take off,
And none of them is me
Pretending is second nature to me
But don't be fooled
For god's sake don't be fooled
I give you the impression that I'm secure,
That confidence is my name
And coolness is my game
That the waters calm
And I'm in command,
That I need no-one
But don't believe me
My surface may seem smooth
But my surface is my mask,
Ever-varying and ever-concealing
Beneath lies no complacence
Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness
But I hide I don't want anyone to know it

I panic at the thought of my weakness
And fear being exposed
That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind
To shield me from the glance is precisely my salvation
My only hope and I know it
That is, if it's followed by love
It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself
From the barriers I so painstakingly erect
It's the only thing that will assure me
Of what I can't assure myself
That I'm really worth something
I don't like to hide
I don't like to play superficial phony games
I want to stop playing them
I want to be genuine and
Spontaneous and me
But you've got to help me
You've got to hold out your hand
Even when that's the last thing I seem to want

You are invisible
Like the outline
Of a dead body
Murdered on site
The chalk soon fades
And washes away
Since there is no other way
For me to remember you
Except an image in my past
Not even words to remember
Since your mouth moved
But I did not hear you
Please speak louder
I'm trying so hard
This muteness inside me
Has caused many conflicts
That started with my tongue
But only spoke when it touched yours
But not to help me verbalize
This silence that forever haunts me
Because I will never know
What you intended to say

Your hands are too close to my head
Your fingers are pushing
Around my thoughts
And controlling my every answer
For the solution to this problem
While your fist holds
My heart too tight
I'm trying to break free
But your grip is to firm
Just stop it right now
I cannot concentrate
With you here
I'll close my eyes
To loosen your grip
Until sleep takes hold
Since that is the only respite
I have from you
My dreams fight back
And push your hands
To the back of my head
And crush your fingers
To free my mind

I write of how I feel
I feel my surroundings
If everything in your presence soon turns to ruins
your existence seems better off obsolete
I reach out my hand
no one grabs hold
My fingertips are numb
I feel nothing
nothing concrete is there for me to interpret
Emotionally drained
I feel nothing
now an abstract expression meaning the reality of being alone bares pain
no visible scars
not seen with the eyes, only seen with the heart
Life is complicated, but does it have to be
If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it does it make a sound?
One of life's most baffling questions
by me easily answered no
If no one is there to hear it
it only made a noise
Sound exist only through sensation produced by stimulation of organs for hearing
only possible through living beings
noise and sound
not synonymous but similar
Noise mostly associated with negative connotations
while sound soothes the body
Noise turns to sound only when seen and also heard
Those who make noise are often lonely, thriving for attention
I scream because no one is listening
no sound existed
I desire to be heard
To be heard is to be understood
Don't label me your nemesis then expect humanity
If a tree falls behind me
It makes a noise
When I turn to observe it
It had then made a sound
If I cry alone, my tear drops make noise
If you come and console me
You heard my cry
I had then made a sound
Noise turns to sound only when heard and also seen
To be heard is to be understood
Hear my noise

Just another day
Just some more pain
added to the pile, stepping on my brain
it's reaching for my soul
and you just walk away
I fell the acid rain melting me
the poisoning of the polluted air
flowing in my veins
the mountains crumbling inside
leaving me nowhere to hide
and you just pushed me away
I can see the American tragedy
it's on the TV, it's on my brain
do they have to program our every move?
washed in my world with the shoreline
slowly invading
can't we break these chains?
can't we rearrange?
they teach you what you need to do
leaving me to see and you to be fooled

Someone should have told the Camel
About the hopes and dreams
That keep you standing
When strength is not enough
Supporting the spine
When really, you can stand no more

Un-aided......
Yet another last straw
Blocks out the last crack of light
That is when you must close your eyes
And see at the light within
The dream has infinite strength

But you have to believe
One day you'll find the stable
And all that straw
Will have a home
Un-load, lay down
And rest upon the dream you carried.

Well all around me surcumb to sleep
A silent vigil I will keep
A private prayer I alone do say
For still, my life, for one more day
Even though confusions fill my mind
I try hard, the thanks I need to find
for another 24 hours I have been alive

Darkness rules, inside and out
And profanities I well could shout
Beg all I know to let me go
No more illusions I must show
False smiles, false pleasure, false glee
false love, false compassion, false me
Yet after another 24 hours I am still alive

Why? Good question. Does anyone know?
Why all these falsehoods I have to show?
The pleasant girl with willing smile
And time a plenty to bide a while
Inside my emotions are straining to cope
With feelings that there is no hope
Only sadness and an empty hole
Where surely there should be a soul
Still, after another 24 hours I am still alive

Who for? It's certainly not me
Inside it's just hatred I see
Self hate has may arms held high
But everyday I truly try
To find love, respect of my own life
The abused child, the abused wife
Amazingly after another 24 hours I am still alive

With strength I will be here again
To feel the sun, to feel the rain
If not, it means that they have won
When it's not my fault, nothing I have done
But why do I hurt? Why want to die?
Why silent tears I always cry?
Yet, after another 24 hours I am still alive, think I'll try for 48.

We made love on his bed
And in many other places.
Each time it was meaningful

He gave me strength to move on
Move from the pain
That was buried deep within

Have me the courage to
Stand up to my fears
He gave me the love
Which brought me joyful tears

He gave me a life
Filled with meaning
He gave me a thing called love
He brought in a special feeling

I felt alive
I felt no more pain
I felt happy once again
I felt complete with him
Deep in my heart

How can you not love
Somebody so great
How can you look at him
And not wonder what
his thoughts are

Mysterious eyes
I found out the secrets
Beautiful smile
That I finally kissed

His hands are so gentle
He's like a lost heart
His body so irresistible
He let me all over it
I let him all over mine

His wonderful laugh
You cant help but laugh yourself
His happiness is contagious
But maybe only for me because
I'm so deep in love

This feeling I promise
I never felt before
This feeling I promise
Will stay within myself
Forever and ever more

Yet what do you do
When These wonderful
things turn around
How will he act then?
Will he still respect you?

Will he do horrible things
While a tear comes to your eye?
Will he see the tear and keep it up
Until it sadly falls

What is he thinking when
It finally does fall
At first he is sad
But he figures one already fell
There's nothing he can do
Only makes that one little tear
Turn into an uncountable more

He takes my progress
And shuts it out
I try to control it
But he just brings out my old self

When will he see that he did
wrong too
She may have done worse
He says
But he hurt me more
than Anything ever
thrown at me
Anything ever racing through
My head that I just cant control
Anything ever sliced into
My arm when i pray for more blood

Do I have regret?
Well of course I do
But with him I cant help it
He got me through this
And then he brings me back

I am a new person
He doesn't want to see
That makes me try to impress him
By turning into what I used to be

He won't accept the things
That help
Yet he wont accept me
Being someone else

What can I do to show
This man
I love him dearly
I'm just trying to
figure out what exactly he
wants

I cant tell him how I Feel
He cant talk about it
Without a fight first

His first reaction is anger always
And My reaction is hurt

I try to explain how I feel
He shoves it away
Tells me that it is not
Ok to feel the way I do

So where is the love?
Where does it go?
Nowhere. It stays.
His whole self
Overglows his other side.

I'm in love with him
But He turns into someone new
I'm in love with him
But he is still so scared
And it turns me confused

My first love
My first heartbreak
My first Little dove
Why does he lead me to Heartache?

Beautiful love filled with joy and happy tears
dull eyes filled with loneliness and fears.

A heart that has been broken so many times
my head filled with distorted images by others mines.

So many broken promises, so many useless lies.
but at the end I found out a horrible truth
that brought upon so many tears, it drowned my heart and soul
for so long the truth drove me away from myself
because of life's toll.

I cut myself for that attention that I couldn't speak
it started to feel good for awhile, that's because I was so weak

You keep drinking, I guess you felt safe
you kept lying
and deceiving your family
and now you see it was a mistake

You risked my life at so many points
it just seemed like you didn't care
and you didn't love me, I guess because you felt as if your heart was free.
instead of thinking about my brothers and me.

You put my life in danger, and my brothers too,
but you didn't care about us you just cared about you

For hours and hours I would cry and wait
just to see you come home all wasted quarter to eight.

I was so young why did you do it to me
I did even no how to take on responsibilities.

You left me to take care of my little brother when I was only ten
I guess you didn't realize that I was too young
all you wanted was to have some fun

Now my head is all messed up
from every line I saw you snort
from every time I would find a cut straw
from every shot you would take
from every time we fought
from every time you would hit me
and my heart would bleed
I asked you, the bottle, or me
I asked you, the cocaine, or me
you picked the bottle and the cocaine

So for all of my depression and from all of the the pain
I give you this: you are the one I will always blame

I found myself within your arms
I found that you understand,
I realised you were the one
Yet here I am lost in love....

I found my soul in your heart
I found the ending of a new start,
I noticed the glimmer in your eye
Yet I lost you in my life....

I found love where I least expected
The more I think the more tears are shed,
No one seems to believe in us
And here I am loosing my trust....

I found my home is within your arms
I found that with you the world does no harm,
I found that I need you by my side
But yet this love I still cant find....

I believe that some day we will be one
But until then I'm LOST IN LOVE....

I have spoke to you about everything
we shared so much more then words can say
You have taught me so many things in life
Now that I have to say good-bye, I'm not so sure how too.
Life was easy with you in it, will it be harder now?
Your touch has saved me many times
Your words have brought me through the hard times
And your love was never asked for, but you gave it anyway
We now our at the time in our life, were we go down separate paths.
You have made such a difference in my life, and I thank you for it
Its so hard to say those two words.
Good Bye

I wish I were priceless to you,
so I could be loved by you....
but I'm not.

I wish I were an enchantress,
so I could enchant you....
but I'm not elegant enough to charm you.

I whish I were a lioness,
so I could be courageous around
you....
but I can only surrender to my weaknesses around you.

I wish I were a sorceress,
so I could bewitch you....
but I'd fumble for the right words to the incantation I'd put upon you.

I wish I were a Goddess,
so I could be worshiped for an eternity by you....
but I'm merely mortal and unable to surpass human abilities for you.

I wish I were a huntress,
so I could hunt for you....
but I'd be at a loss for words once I caught you.

I wish I were priceless to you,
so I could be loved by you....
but I'm not.

Comes forth the angel of no desire.

Come he forth upon earth to foul burning fire.
Seen with thine soul. Of not thine eye.
Come but once, earths angel, from out thine sky.
Oh voice, soft spoken, fueled full by thine hate.
"Truly see with thine eye..."
"...It is nothing that thou dominate."

Burn steady, great fire, give no warmth of humanity.
Sees this, earths angel, within mans own insanity.

Soon, skies above slowly will burn.
Earth of soil fills up with thine hate.

Oceans alive ever will churn.
Earth of soil soon again to dominate..

Comes forth the angel of life yet to live.

Come she forth upon thine land.
Not she has come to cheer or forgive.
Seen with thine soul. Of not thine eye.
Comes forth, oh angel, from out burning sky

Come she here to look upon man.
Find her not trace of emotion.
Burn steady, oh fire, that give no warmth
through lack of devotion...

Life yet to live ever lies in insanity.
Sees this, earths angel, within all of humanity...

Oh skies above, completely now burn.
Earth of the soil, now full with thine hate...

Oceans alive ever still churn.
As earth of soil, now again, does dominate.....

There is no source to the light,
Dim but enough.
No walls,
At once free and exposed.
I did not speak for fear of reply,
Finally 'hello?'
It shivered away from me,
Lost to me.

A soft murmuring,
Drifted and hung.
Its breath
Close, elusive.
Its voice
Painting invisible worlds.
It came and went,
Dismissing questions, asking many.
When it stayed away,
I could only wait, knowing
It was lost to me.

'Here.'
I turned, realising I could not know where to face.
A restless glow silenced me,
My eyes widened as his appeared,
An entirely deathless being.
One bound to the other, unable to back away,
But drawn forwards.
His lyrics moved and infiltrated,
Like smoke.
I advanced as he faded,
Unfelt to him.

I made Him God,
He needed no servant.
Emerging, subsiding, leaving nothing,
My cries, my pleas, unheard.
The world to me.

The ground moves as I walk,
Spins as I turn.
Now motionless, laid bare,
There is still comfort in his words.
Yet the answer lies in me,
Lost in me.

I lie
I sink
I absorb the chill that hovers low
Above ground,
The grass has tied me down
And I give in.
The feeling is one I cannot
Comprehend at once,
It feels like coming home.
Colours dull
Sounds deaden
I am fluid
I am halfway beneath.
No one sees me
There is no one here to see me.
I am filled
With the belief that
I am eternal.
Only too soon does the grip loosen
Sky visible once more
And I have imbibed
Something more than the initial cold.
I live
I merge
And sometimes
I come home.

When we met I was a little dazed,
I just sat, thought, and gazed,
People say throw him away,
I can see why that they say,
But for you i can spare a day,
That day when i see you,
And that day when i get a clue.
Until then on this roller coaster i am stuck.
Jammed between Love and luck.
There will be a day when they say,
But I can't wait til one day,
That day when everyone will see,
Everyone will see what you mean to me.

I want to write the words like I used to,
With the ease of practiced magic deep into the night.
Now my hand jerks and the pen slips,
And the shape of the letters are just not right.
What happened to my friend Ziz? Where did he go?
I know the poor guy was pissed to move into this pen.
From the tower of the typewritter I had thrown him,
Back to the present where we began.
And for the hundreds of pages we wrote together,
The long hours spent writing in the heart of the dark,
I loved the way we conjured with the most beautiful of powers,
We used the palate of the minds eye, which never misses it's mark.

Oh, there you are. Sorry, didn't see you.

I used to be so damn naive
Making shapes from the clouds in the sky.
Believing with all my poor heart
That only love could get me by.
But now my coffee is getting cold
And my cigarette is just burning away.
Yesterday, the sun did shine
But its not shining today.
So I lay my head down on my couch
And think of how it used to be,
I have come so far down this road
But my god, I wish I couldn't see,
How dark indeed, the world can get,
All the evils that men will do.
I have seen it all, and I pray my friend,
That none of it should happen to you.

I am covered in gold. I have no apparent beauty.
Whenever I am explained I am not understood.
Just as I am unaffected by question.
I am not strong, only an emotional protector -
A vision of the end, linked with circles.
Most of the time I rest clinging to her wrist.
It is soft and bony. I have felt it so long
I think it is linked to my soul. But I twist and slide.
Fingers and clothes separate us often.
Now I am a symbol. She uses me at fearful times
Searching my links for her destiny.
Then she turns to those of silver and jewel.
I feel her fingers, softly trembling.
She rubs my curves to calm her nerves.
I am important to her. She grabs and lets go.
Each morning it is her that untangles me after a night of twisting.
In me she has trusted her life, and in me
Her fate remains undecided
Remembering she is not everlasting.

When the bell tolls of presence in love, True serenity becomes but a flower.

The Flower of my might of in all stations throughout my life.

The only rose to bring a thorn to my soul and pierce the verdure of sanctity.

Forever will be but a passion of time between us when you touch my skin
With your gentle petal.

Do your eyes of insignificant colors raise up like the tulip
Under the star gazed moon of night.

When all matter becomes but a thought of mind, I will love thy
For all serenity in your potential flowers.

Your bell will sound off and let in the light in which time will stop
And the moment we are together will be shown as a historical love.

Marking our celestial pride of power that will follow all who believe in the power,
A power that provides for all natural lovers in love.

The mind of us is but a flower truly stating the reason in which God
In himself brought forth man.

To breathe, To love, To flower in our peace. This is the might of thy own soul
And shall be made of a forever loving power.

All love in this process of us in the holy house of the lord
Will follow our lives in time.....

When the bell tolls of presence in love, True serenity becomes but a flower.

The Flower of my might of in all stations throughout my life.

The only rose to bring a thorn to my soul and pierce the ever due of sanctity.

Forever will be but a passion of time between us when you touch my skin with your gentle petal.

Do your eyes of insignificant colors raise up like the tulip under the star gazed moon of night.

When all matter becomes but a thought of mind, I will love thy for all serenity in your potential flowers.

Your bell will sound off and let in the light in which time will stop
And the moment we are together will be shown as a historical love.

Marking our celestial pride of power that will follow all who believe in the power,
A power that provides for all natural lovers in love.

To hear the whisper of the guiding wind,
Is to hear the gentle cry of angels in the hem.

The touch of the blowing element would grapple you,
Leaving a sentimental hew.

For lovers in love the sensation of all taste is in the wind
As a thought, like eyes on you and feeling caught.

Having a simple smell of simple prosperity from an element so gentle,
Is to bring a sweet smell of true crimson roses to your mental.

The wind is more of alike then all natural beauty's in nature and to have
Such a thing in life is to have a generous life, the elements are more perfect
Then perfect and bring a self opened mind to all.