I LEARNT TO FLY
I’m on the edge of reason, precipice of despair All definitions blurred, nothing left to share My cliff crumbles before me, bits of life fall below My horizon dies beneath the sea, nowhere left to go Glance to yesterday, memories don’t ask why Only fear wants me to stay, existence waves goodbye Step a little closer, the breeze whispers in my ears Let the ocean waves drown away the tears Lean forwards, believe, believe you will fly If you have no life, you simply cannot die Spread your punctured arms out, float into the blue There’s no one reaching out who wants to try save you The cold of addiction drains away with the low tide Nature cleans over, the place the body died Do you think my cliff cared that I didn’t stay? Don’t cry for me, I was a junkie…and I learnt to fly today COME DANCE WITH ME
I awaken to the smell of blood And taste its very soul This thick, strong scent of life Is my strength and Power. I push open the door of life To see what lies before me So small and soft the petals are Of a glassy, scented Flower. I hum tunes of death, pain, Short stories of poor victums, while Skipping down deserted streets On this moonlit Hour. I drink the blood of those who breathe And smile at those mortal things For I am Oh, so very free! I am the Vampire. And I sing; Come dance with me; you mortal soul, Dance the dance, of life and death, Chant the chant, of breaking breath, Feel the power glow and burn! Come dance with me; you mortal soul. |
SHAME
It’s my body, so why do you care? Who are you to stand and stare? It’s my life; I’m living it my way Why do you try to change what I say? I am black, I am white, I am gay, I am straight I believe in a god you try to desecrate I am tattooed, I am plain, I am fat, I am thin I wear leather and steel that pierces my skin I am old, I am young, I’m a woman, and I’m a man I dress like a transvestite whenever I can I have silicone implants and collagen in my lips With gray thinning hair and two replacement hips It’s my body, so why do you care? Who are you to stand and stare? It’s my life; I’m living it my way Why do you try to change what I say? You question my reason; yet accept in your life The successful businessman who beats up his wife, You label me different, my opinion you ignore Yet vote for the politician who sends our sons to war You don’t like my look or the clothes I am in But agree with the uniform that judges on color of skin You discriminate against me and put me on trial And sing praise of the university graduate pedophile So if you need to point your finger And call me a derogatory name Just point that finger back to yourself And wear the label ‘shame”. |
WELCOME TO MY WORLD Step into the vision of lost and shattered dreams. My world is desolate; I’m alone with my screams. The voice is sobbing inside me; cries go unheard, Forgotten memories in my head sound bitter in my word Frozen shores of broken hope, the sun died today once lit by love, now lies in weak shades of filthy grey. Holding my head, try to stop the horror I see. Sometimes I want to die. The abyss is calling me. The happiness didn’t leave a memory in my heart The scars desperately try to stop it from falling apart The voices haunt me, in the only refuge I seek The nightmare scorns the fragility of the weak The darkness that wins will absorb into me. Bleeding my body of life; beg to be set free. The soulless race; eyes are closed to my death The vile odour of humans taints inside my breath The agony they bring; my heart sings to be torn out. ”How divine”, whispers the empathy of doubt You are mine. I own you; I control your destiny. And it happens again; the terror of the voice inside of me. |
JACKS HOUSE This is the house that Daddy built. This is the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the mummy Who caused the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the baby That irritated the mommy Who caused the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the life That was shaken from the baby That irritated the mommy Who caused the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the blanket That covered the life That was shaken from the baby That irritated the mommy Who caused the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. This is the parents Thats left with a blanket That covered the life That was shaken from the baby That irritated the mommy Who caused the anger That clenched the fist That started the tears That mixed with the blood, That fell from the child That lay in the house that Daddy built. |