Awake

I woke up in a start
no more aching in my heart
no more longing for your touch
I had already said too much

I woke up and thats true
I'm not asleep through all I do
I'm not dreaming of my dreams
I see now through the flimsy seams

I woke up, you should know
there was magic left to go
but I think you let it slide
and you let the magic hide

so I woke up from silly sleep
and this life Ill let you keep
I wont pretend that this true
I wont ask a lot of you

I woke up and now I'm done
I'm now in this just for fun
no more thinking, no more fear
no more together, only here

You should have acted when you could
because I know we would be good
But I am looking for my sake
Now, I'm awake.

Misery and Complacency

Complacency and Misery went for an outing
The first was neglectful, the second was pouting
The trip was unplanned, destination unknown
Complacency shrugged.  Misery groaned.
They wandered to nowhere, without regard
(All the while misery said the walk was too hard)
Complacency stumbled, she had no real grounding
Just a general contentment, with how nice it was sounding
Then, in her muddle, complacency fell
down to the bottom of a very deep well
Then misery whined without solving the issue
He cried and sniffled, and pulled out a tissue
and he griped that the world was full of hate
for having a well that would swallow his mate
and then he walked on, more dejected than ever
complaining and whining from now 'til forever
about the damage that's done and the scar on his soul
But he left poor complacency down in the hole
Don't worry 'bout her, for she never had strife
just accepted the hole as her lot in life
Never tried to get out, never groaned or complained
And day in and day out, in that hole remained
The moral of this story is plain to see
Don't follow misery or complacency
Without enough caution, you'll find a hole of your own
and if you worry too much, you'll be cross and alone

Broken

Take away this fool contrivance
It hasn't worked, it is defective
Its a faulty, worthless small appliance
useless, from my perspective
Take it away so it breaks no longer
Replace it with something logical, smart
without that mess, I will be stronger
My cursed, foolish, lovesick heart.

No One Like You

There is no one like you

but that's not always good
you do what you will
I will do what I should

There is no one like you
as my heart has found
you make my heart soar
but I yearn for the ground

There is no one like you,
like I'm under a spell
You made me feel heaven
then put me through hell

There is no one like you
No one's broken me so
You gave me forever
but then had to go

There is no one like you
there never will be
for I love you forever
I wish you loved me

God's soup

Its dark
Its like God was carrying a thick black soup
and, entranced by the bright light of day,
Without looking, He tripped and it spilled on the sky
and all of the light went away
so He tried to scrape it all off with His nail
but it was too soupy to dry
so He left it but some of His sparkle shown through
Bright specks in the dark soup sky
then He sat on his chair, and looked at the spill
and the dreaming world below it
and He beamed at the dark and the sparkling stars
like the work of an artist or poet
His creation, so different from light of day
giving peace, watching sleepy eyes droop
and he whispered on winds through the cool breeze of night
"...I hope you like my soup..."

Just a friend

Is it enough to be a friend
is there merit in just this?
having all that is of value
but without the precious kiss?
Am I content to know your stories
sharing secret smiles and quips
when my heart is only thinking
of the taste upon your lips?
Can I smile and just pretend
Let you think I've no desire
to feel your touch upon me
and burn with true love's fire?
Would I trade my held position
as a friend that you adore
for a night of breathless passion
and the bite of sweet amour?
I wonder every day
what I'd give for just a chance
that my heart will be requited
and entwined in true romance
Though ignited passion blazes
but might die out soon and end
But yet, my heart still ponders
Is it enough to be a friend?

Crazy Day

I was in a store today, in a chair
without a care
in there

There walked in a giraffe
I had to laugh
on his behalf

Because he was so tall
and I was small
he hit the wall

A giraffe inside a store
stood ten foot four
or maybe more

You don't see that everyday
I have to say
no way

but then an ostrich followed him inside
my eyes went wide
I had to hide

I dont really care for ostriches, you know
I'm not mean, though
but I had to go

I would have stayed, I'm usually very fair
But there was an ostrich there
So I didn't dare

I wanted to meet the giraffe but ACK!
Ostriches are known to attack
so I can't go back