Little-Miss-Rain

It's not every day that I get to feel like this Not every day that I get to close my eyes and smile Feeling myself in a state of utter bliss It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I see your grinning face In fact it rarely ever graces my vision I can only see a pale blinding darkness It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I cry like this I hope you know, that this isn't natural Sometimes things go so high that they have to fall It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I bare my skin Vulnerability never was my strong point Always was

It's not every day that I get to feel like this Not every day that I get to close my eyes and smile Feeling myself in a state of utter bliss It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I see your grinning face In fact it rarely ever graces my vision I can only see a pale blinding darkness It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I cry like this I hope you know, that this isn't natural Sometimes things go so high that they have to fall It's not every day that I get to feel like this It's not every day that I bare my skin Vulnerability never was my strong point Always was

With a jacket on his back and a lily in his hand, One single man aroused talk all over the land. "Unmanly", journalists would muse and mock, Envious towards the man who walked with a flock. A single book entitled, simply, "Poems" appeared, What critics laughed at and general public feared. From the gutter to the skies a single man was seen, Paid to do lectures on the arts, not the obscene. A Mother with an air of strength and heart of a lion, A renowned Father with loyalty you couldn't rely on. Two brothers, a sister, but she left her place early, Children of his own before he met gates pearly. Engaged to a beauty that ki

I don't need crutches to stand I don't need wings to fly I don't need an aeroplane to land I don't need eyes to see the sky I don't need roots to become stable I don't need fingers to touch I don't need you to tell me I'm able I don't need to know that much I don't need a language to speak I don't need a voice to sing I don't need the darkness to sneak I don't really need anything I don't need a heart if it's old and broken I don't need to lose a crystal shoe I don't need to hear words already spoken Because I've got everything when I have you

The Wind, surely Cool breeze blows across your delicate skin Making me envious of it's gentle touch How I despise how close it is to you I wish I could be the Wind The Sky, surely You look up at it with wondrous eyes Making me envious of it's place in your mind How I despise how you adore it I wish I could be the Sky The Stars, surely I see your eyes study them with innocence Making me envious of their sparkle reflected in your eyes How I despise how you concentrate on them I wish I could be the Stars The Moon, surely The soft pale rays fall upon your body Making me envious of it's light How I despise how handsome it makes y

Dreams are to be dreams Fading away or so it seems Terrible, terrible dreams Take Away This Pain Dreams are to be dreams Even as your eye gleams Cruel, cruel dreams Take this pain away Away from here This shouldn't be Pain is too hard for me Dreams are to be dreams Until we can face reality Dreams are to be dreams Until our eyes are clear to see Take Me Away Take me away from this Me, myself, and I are all that's left Away from here is where I must be Dreams are to be dreams Until I awaken from this Dreams are nothing but dreams Until I fall asleep in this

There were nights gone by When I was all alone On my own in the darkness Wishing the light would come There were days upon days When I was so cold With not a soul in sight Dreaming of a better day There were times like these When I felt plain empty Ethereal against a dark reality Knowing the end would come In these moments of sadness I remembered moments of joy And in these bittersweet memories I found there was a new kind of moment In these moment of sadness I remembered moments of joy Combined they created memories Which created moments of now

Footsteps echo in in the dark Like the dangerous ticking Of a clock in a lonely room She knows that in this Hopeless corridor in the Dead of night, that she shall Fall endlessly into a pit Of despair Cold strands of ice touch her skin And she stands frozen in Memories of loves and losses Her mind screaming at her To stop this impending madness But her heart tells her to go on And she keeps on walking In hope Rain is pouring on the outside Hitting her with a hatred so rare As her mud-stained feet pad Against the royal carpet of grass Yet in her mind she walks through A hall so empty and so cold That she cannot escape Fo