The Long Walk

I came to see the sea but instead she saw me, she wrapped me up in her icy arms and sang me off to sleep.

Your Mouth

Quiet your voice, make it disappear along with the fear, it is easier to not feel it you know.
Don't ruin your pretty face with need, no one wants to hear you plead and no one wants to listen to your crap.
Who do you think you are, you don't have a friend in the world and you know you are only tolerated.
Scream through your lips but no one will hear you because all that they see is a smile, you die all the while and you probably deserve it with all of your willful ways.
You fall apart inside and keep up the charade. There are others that need your ear and pseudo strength.
Paint your face and hope, hope for someones charity, you are a beggar and a sham, its no wonder no one can stand to hear you mutter a word from your sorry mouth.

At Your Feet ( A song I wrote)

Verse 1

I heard the day creak into night, watched the darkness chase the light.

I saw you sleeping there in your bed, a dream taking shape in your head.

You know I couldn't come to you as I am so I decided to change, as we all can. As we all can.

Mist through your mirror and I'm there, driven by intention.

Witchy bitch...but you know my real name and invited me in, In through your doorway.

You should have smelled me coming and now I'm in your head. You heard me when I whispered,

you knew what I had said, knew what I had said. And now....

Chorus 1

I am the white cat that sleeps at your feet, silver nails and silver teeth, blue eyes shining into

your darkness, I will watch for the bad things that crawl through your conscience. I am all I want to be when I'm here at your feet. I would let you use me, purr when you abuse me. I'm dime a dozen baby, but I'm yours if you want me.

Verse 2

I'm only as crazy as I choose to be, maybe I have to see things a little differently.

Am I a distraction or a hearts love impassioned by the promise of something new and real, something you cant wait to feel, there at your feet?

And from there I try to see myself through your eyes, don't know if I want to see it, don't know if I can be it, and what I see is an illusion because you don't really know me. Baby you don't really know me...yet,

Chorus 2

I am the white cat that sleeps at your feet, silver claws and silver teeth, blue eyes shining in your darkness. I will watch for the bad things that crawl through your conscience. I am all I want to be when I am here at your feet. I would let you use me and purr when you abuse me. I'm dime a dozen baby, but I'm yours when you want me.

Verse 3

I'm not a copy, I'm not your new start, I'm not the next bitch in line to break your fucking heart.

There is nothing left to say, take or leave me here, and here is where I'll stay...tonight.

I cant have half of you although I'm patient all the same, and I cant be the reason you finally go insane. Maybe you have had too many willing to love you and now it doesn't mean a thing, or maybe no one could do it the way that you need.

You know my heart isn't easy although my body may be, but once I decide to love you, its all that I will need. You can keep your gold and your things you let me hold, I'll take your heart because....

Chorus 3

I'm just the white cat that sleeps at your feet, silver nails and little silver teeth, blue eyes shining into your darkness. And I will watch for the demons that crawl through your dreams. I am all I want to be when I'm here at your feet. I would let you use me, smile when you abuse me, I'm dime a dozen baby, but I'm yours if you would keep me.

Verse 4

Its cold here, out in the night, theres nothing left to find, theres no one left to fight. Its just a dream, a hearts wish to be where the sun is. Maybe I will find it if I keep on trying. I know its too much to ask, its too much to give, and I'm a joke that has no punch line, so anti climactic.

But its OK, we are all the same, looking for the impossible on a ride that never ends. And I will be right here, waiting like I do, and you will be where you want to be...where you should. But....

Chorus 4

I am the white cat that sleeps at your feet, silver nails and silver teeth, blue eyes shining into your darkness. I will watch for the bad things that crawl through your conscience.

I am all I want to be when I am here at your feet. I would let you use me, smile when you abuse me, I'm dime a dozen, dime a dozen, dime a dozen, I know.... But I'm yours if you want me.

Adrift

Adrift among the the fish below, moving along ever so slow.

Not a care to the water that floats me along, I wonder if it will miss me when I'm gone.

Am I lost or am I traveling, without a road I have no bearing.

And the stars look down as they have seen it all before, a boat and a passenger and two useless ores.

I sit and I wait, look for a sign, question myself for the hundreth time.

Why must I drift lost in this place, maybe the answers will all come to late.

Lost and confused I make sense of nothing but I hold onto the night and know that day is coming.

If that is all I know at least it is something so I fall in love with the sun that I can count on shining.

Path

I don't know where this path will lead me and yet I keep on walking.
My feet are tired and my mind is lost along the repetitious sign posts, these warnings and puzzles, promises and arrows, I can do nothing but hope I get it right.
I carry a pack with all of my learning, wisdom I once called it, and hope that it will be enough to guide me when the sun gives up to the moon.
How much easier it would be if only I could believe it has all been laid out before me, before I was here, a plan and a purpose, a path that was made only for me.

Storm

A cool soft breeze plays through my hair like a lovers fingers. My back catches a chill as it pushes past me. Forward bending grass gives away its direction and welcomes me to follow, bowing to its friend the wind.
My eyes look easily upon the sky, as dark moving clouds block the sun. It seems the whole world has slowed but I know this scene plays only for me.
My ears grow cold as the earths heat leaves and my cheek receives the gentle cold tapping of the rain. The last call for all of the dry beings is sounded as the thunder announces its play.

Some Place

Some place to stop and rest, a safe place to close the door. Familiar and easy, it all slows.

Rain that wakes the soil, old friends forever they meet again.

A part of the self you now hold in your arms, to know this stranger for the first time.

Gentle eyes that know you quietly smile and welcome you.

This is where you find home.

A temple within and a shelf holding your truths, hand bound, smelling of leather.

There is no pain in this space when there is balance, and you whisper to not break the silence.

This is where you find home.

Trouble all around and yet you find comfort in the thunder, it is a storm you understand and it stays within its bounds.

Trouble all around, uncertain are the waters and yet you find comfort in the waves.

Desolate desert where only the tested survive, here you find your strength. The days are cruel and the nights are cool.

This is where you find home.