tisdag 4 augusti 2009

I'm on fire

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Im on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
Im on fire

Sometimes its like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Im on fire

söndag 2 augusti 2009

The light

the winter sunlight
so unnaturally sharp and cold
hail crashing down into my
unprotected eyes
while i laid tied to the ground
on my back
now, i can move freely...nothing
attacks me


the warm blanket
that once smothered me
and made me dizzy and anxious
before with the scent of death
is not comforting and soft

the tunnel
that once felt neverending
and consumed with darkness
its walls slippery and uneven
now has a clear ending
torches, lighting up my steps
roses, clinging to its walls...

i feel...alive.