The Broken And Burnt Out Fairy

The Broken And Burnt Out Fairy

Do you believe in fairies?
Do you believe in what you see?
Do you believe in my stories?
Do you believe in me?

If you do, clap your hands.
If you care, clap your hands.

Poison trees of Neverland.
Painted faces of the indians.
Piercing hooks of the pirates.
Painful voices of the sirens.

The place I used to call home,
That twisted hollow tree's now hell.
My Peter Pan's forgotten me.
How the heck am I going to get well?

Do they know
I hurt so?
They left me
Completely
In pain.
Again,
I cry
And lie
To myself that I'm okay
Today.

Now I'm alone inside this cage,
Cold iron prison. Locked by fear.
I know I've got no place to go.
Yet I know I cannot stay here.

The racing shadows have numbed me
From the happiness I knew before.
What's love to me? What's life to me?
Now that I cannot fly anymore.

The flame of my candle heart
Is dying. So faint the flickering.
My waxen organ threatens to eat
And consume and drown its own beating.

My spark, glow and glamour are fading.
I know I'm dying, yet I try.
And in defiance, I still live.
Though I know that I must die.

Tried so long
To be strong.
Tried to part
My caged heart
From the pain,
The stain
Upon my soul.
My whole
Life is shattered completely.
Help me.

Do you have faith in fairies?
Do you have faith in what you see?
Do you have faith in my stories?
Do you have faith in me?

Clap your hands, if you'll help me fight.
Clap your hands or put out the light.

Anti-Flesh

Anti-Flesh

Just drink up the wine from my veins
And taste the pain. My blood and flesh,
Venomous and red. May it never stain
Inside you. I'm the mute, the blind, the deaf.
Oh, I am the lame. And I am the dead.
Resurrect me not. For you'll want someone else instead.

Heaven, Hear Me

Heaven, Hear Me

Cry to heaven. Hear me cry to heaven.
Even the darkness demands that it should choke me.
Let me live and let me love forever.
Let me be the one to set you free.
Open up your eyes, heaven, can't you see.
Death may make me mortal, but I can be more.
Rest your burden, if you need to, on me.
Even if it means to cry like you never did before.
Ask how much my heart can contain.
More than any vessel you've seen before.
Even as it bleeds, it still remains.
Ready to live and love and love evermore.

Prayers

Prayers

There is a Prayer intended to give strength to people faced with circumstances they don’t want to accept.


The Power Of The Prayer comes from it's insight into Human Nature.


Because so many of us Rage against the hand that Life has dealt us.


Because so many of us are Cowardly. And Afraid to stand up for what is right.


Because so many of us give into Despair when faced with an Impossible choice.


The good news for those who utter these words is that God will Hear you and Answer your prayer.


The bad news is that sometimes the answer is...

No.

~from Desperate Housewives~

24

This is a song by Jem... I've got a thing for cool lyrics... So here it is...

24

Been given 24 hours
To tie up loose ends
To make amends.
His eyes said it all
I started to fall
And the silence deafened.
Head spinning round
No time to sit down
Just wanted to
Run and run and run.
Be careful they say
Don't wish life away,
Now I've one day
I can't believe
How I've been wasting my time.

In 24 hours they'll be
Laying flowers
On my life, it's over tonight.
I'm not messing no I
Need your blessing
And your promise to live free.
Please do it for me.

Is there a heaven or hell
And will I come back
Who can tell.
Now I can see
What matters to me.
It's as clear as crystal.
The places I've been,
The people I've seen,
Plans that I made
Start to fade.
The sun's setting gold
Thought I would grow old,
It wasn't to be.

I can't believe
How I've been wasting my time.

In 18 hours they'll be
Laying flowers
On my life, it's over tonight.
I'm not messing no I
Need your blessing
And your promise to live free.
Please do it for me.

13 hours they'll be
Laying flowers
On my life, it's over tonight.
I'm not messing no I
Need your blessing
And your promise to live free.
Please do it for me.

I'm not alone, I sense it, I sense it.
All that I said, I meant it, I meant it.

I can't believe
How I've been wasting my time.

In just 8 hours they'll be
Laying flowers
On my life, it's over tonight.
I'm not messing no I
Need your blessing
And your promise to live free.
Please do it for me.

Just 1 hour they'll be
Laying flowers
On my life, it's over tonight.
I'm not messing no I
Need your blessing
And your promise to live free.
Please do it for me.

Windows

Windows

Many of us wake up each morning and look out of our windows to greet the new day; bad or good. We need these windows to bring the fresh air of today into our homes while letting the bad and stale air of yesterday out of them.

Some of us prefer to leave our windows wide open, welcoming sunlight and the gentle breeze; nature in all its beauty. We accept everything that may enter our homes.

Some of us choose to curtain our windows to blur what we see. It makes our visions of the outside world vague while veiling us from that outside world. Somehow, we find comfort in the deluding shadows and indistinct shapes, seen through the thick layers fabric, that seem harmless, yet far from it, and anything but real.

While others, would rather have their windows shut to keep out the storm and harsh chills; hoping that one day, it will be safe again to open the windows. Sometimes, that day never comes.

Yet, there are those of us who wish not to have any windows at all and neither wish nor find the need to view or link ourselves to the outside world; keeping us in and keeping them out.

However, whether we prefer to have our windows opened, shut, curtained or not have them at all, it is still a fact that before any of this is possible, there must first be a solid concrete wall that divides and separates us from the world outside.