Honest Questions

Stillness surrounds the sound of my thoughts reverberate My destiny is beckoning and like a child in a play A note in an unchained melody I'm lost on an empty stage Just another child in a broadway play A tear stain that never fades Imperfection graces my role like a child in a broadway play lost on an empty stage I'm a girl trying to learn how to sing A soul awaiting it's unchained melody Hoping someday it might be sung back to me the poet she stands and courageously reads evoking emotions that had been hidden away hibernating in the deepest caves of your very being As the spirit entwines itself around our broken hearts so have the words she speaks a beautiful vine of prose flowing off of her tongue A tear stain that never fades Imperfection graces my role like a child in a broadway play lost on an empty stage I'm a girl trying to learn how to sing A soul awaiting it's unchained melody Hoping someday it might be sung back to me My words are few but they are enflame...

The steel drum marches my heart stops for it knows this all too familiar sound the colors of home fly boldly in the wind And so the story is told The beat is steady soldiers uniformed proudly little boys say play war with their childhood toys Brothers, husbands, sons like little puppets moving to the hypnotizing sound the steel drum marches my heart stops for it knows this all too familiar sound the colors of home fly boldly in the wind And so the story is told The story of a grandfather telling a tale all too well known share this tale of nightmares, things we'll never know Medals reflect the light in his eyes shining, adorning his uniform An epic drama performed like a Shakesperean play accompanies the tune on this dreary day the beat of the drum, whistling flute One story ends, another continues the steel drum marches my heart stops for it knows this all too familiar sound the colors of home fly boldly in the wind And so the story is told

Strings on a harp we are notes scattered Colors splattered Spectacular pieces of art Exquisitly beautiful a light pluck of our Our enchanting, harmonious stories strings on a harp coated in gold On exhibit perhaps But wont you join me in this dance? In expectation I can no longer stand this obscurity, uncertainity must pass Like a worm and butterfly transformed I will emerge at last And nameless, unknown I shall remain Living will continue loving in my little ways Noticing tiny miracles along the way Hoping my life might sing Sing with the poems written in the very core of me Let love be my ink On exhibit perhaps But wont you join me in this dance? In expectation I can no longer stand this obscurity, uncertainity must pass Like a worm and butterfly transformed I will emerge at last A whisper is all it takes a short, simple prayer rising above bitterness, the unsettling obscurity the perplexing haze Just one whisper is all it takes On exhibit perhaps But wont you join me in this dance? ...

Red she stands planted in place Lovely in her appearance radiant in strength Scarlet perfume permeates Cuts through the tension of the evening air crepusular rays beam across the skies as the world prepares herself for eventide red trickles from the chalice Sacrifice looms overhead in the dead of night you hear the prayers red exudes your forehead and so begins this Passion the triumph of love and life over death Red flooded the courtyard painted the floors splattering walls dripping like paint off a brush skin jabbed by my thorns Red she stands planted in place Lovely in her appearance radiant in strength crimson are the words convicting innocence to death my petals blanket the path the boulevard to fate or so thought the world following him to the final test The battlefront, where the cross is raised Bloodshot eyes from tears shed the rose wilts from the turn of events that the darkened days, nightmares became reality all too quick Red she stands planted in place Lovely in her appea...

It's music like you can't believe the colors in a voice My heart is beating and silently singing I'm overtaken, I have no choice And soon I will try to speak out with my little voice Speak for all those who will never be heard the tiny hymns of unborn angels Lives cut short, Tragic lullabies with no words We have been silent much too long we've let our songs die Our voices have become hoarse To a deafened world who says it's all right Indifference paints the hallways Cruel acceptance stains the skies For never in the silence of heaven is a single voice unheard Never is a tear lost a prayer left unanswered Our voices will once again be heard triumphantly they will arise Undismayed, undeterred It's music like you can't believe the colors in a voice My heart is beating and silently singing I'm overtaken, I have no choice And soon I will try to speak out with my little voice Speak for all those who will never be heard the tiny hymns of unborn angels Lives cu...

Lonliness you call my name once again you come and go with such easiness Like a change of the tides without a warning you invade drowning out all tranquility flooding all the progress made It's been a long year but not long enough how can you be surrounded by people yet feel so far from everyone feel so loved yet deserted it's where the sand meets the water where paper hits the pen thoughts unexplained Like a song without a name Perplexed and distracted despite my focusing how to express what is in my heart may take me 365 days Lonliness you call my name once again engulfing my thoughts Solitude embracing me from within Choking my beating heart to a dead stop Like a leaf hanging off a dry branch dangling on for dear life hoping for a ray of sunshine Lonliness you call my name once again engulfing my thoughts Solitude embracing me from within

Where is it my heart may find rest? A break from the disappointments of this tiresome world For so long I've waited for someone, honest and true, but what's honesty and truth when perfection is what's in? hearts tossed away like a disposable plate Oh but would it be? Could it be That fate's irony cold touch has driven away My spring day Will he ever come? I dont know Does he exist ? I pray so My clock must be off because it says it's 2am and I'm sitting here awake Thinking about the same old thing all over again Could it be That fate's irony cold touch has driven away My spring day? Yes, I'll admit it That I am afraid Scared of being hurt again I don't want to be anyone's disposable plate Could it be That fate's irony cold touch has driven away My spring day? Can you even see me inbetween all these masked, made up faces?

A teardrop descends what it holds within is a mystery to all of us glistening secrets unmoved hope dreams, faith, love reflect off one tiny tear transcending all Tears filled with melody Sweet, like a hummingbird's song heard in the afternoon breeze Soft as a violins whisper Gentle as a familiar touch How much is a tear worth the questions that encompass a heart Priceless tears collected by angels taken to the heavens in golden jars loving sacrifices, Priceless tears, precious as the stars Tears filled with melody Sweet, like a hummingbird's song heard in the afternoon breeze Soft as a violins whisper Gentle as a familiar touch Your smile makes the tears dissipate and even for just a moment nothing matters as much Soft as a violins whisper Gentle as a familiar touch