Crazed cries of broken shores.
The tide crashes to settle scores,
so when it rains on oasis cores,
so it is said it soaks in shores.
Sliced by ribbons;
blood shall flow,
drops of tears losing glow.
The soul when goes is much to slow;
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
is how we blow.
Take Me Now
I cry some how;
down on knees with head a bow.
Abrasions by mouth,
terrible words that should not be said.
Didnít you think to use your head?
Escape come only when lain in bed;
peace comes only when sane and dead.
So peace by ribbons finds escape,
from terrors of any,
The curtain calls in shroud and drape.
I beg to ribbons to come and scrape!
Hearts are broken and feel rejected,
but in this world itís to be expected;
for no one here is ever respected.
All get shut out, slammed and ejected!