Reach YouRight in front of me,So close I could tryTo wipe your tears away,Slowly flooding my thoughts.Since I know that I can't reach you,Though you're close enough to touch.Since I'm right in front of you,But you don't see,Or let me know,If I could really wipe that tear.Am I imagining it?Do I just want to see you sad,So I can help you through a slump?I'm pretty sure that's not the case,Since daggers stab my heart,Make me cry in your pain.If I wanted to see you sad,I'd be wishing my depression.You've denied and resented,Whatever I've tried to help.Blamed what comfort I can give...Or am I wrong again?If I'm t
Lava White WingsFly to the mountain,White wings of pure silkWrapped tight around my body.Leaping off the edge of this peak,Gliding on a stream of airUnder my feathersAnd under my doubts.Step lightly on the ground,Step quietly to the Earth,As wings fall limplyAcross my shoulder blades.Jump once more,Above the steam and smoke,Rage pushed back,Anger forced away.Fly,Shatter,Fall,Forgotten to rise aboveThe lava rimmed hole,Mountain tall,Eruption full throttle.Freedom...Into the past it flysWith lava white wings,Surrounded and engulfedCultivated emotions.Depressions in the rock,Past falls taking their toll.