vision
standing on a mountain staring at the plains
I see a vision of a man riding after me.
his hair is blowing in the wind flowing wild and free
while his horse is riding fast along to bring him here to me.
its been past a month now since I left him there alone
I couldn't bare the sounds of the wild calling me home .
many years I waited for a man to take me in
to care for me with passion and a love that never ends.
even though I found him and I loved him more than life
the wild kept a calling so I couldn't be his wife.
only here Iam happy flowing wild and free
running with the wolves and swaying with the trees.
maybe he will find me dancing wild and free
yearning for his touch as he puts his arms around me.
or maybe I wont let him find me
for the wild in me cant be tamed.
and I would only cause him a life of constant pain
so ill let him be free to keep riding in the rain.
for its better that way then a life of constant pain
so the wild wins again and my tears are flowing with the rain.
so the memories I will keep and the child will have a name
ill teach it oh so much and watch it grow like a flame.
ill never be alone now running wild an free
just the memories of my love and wishing he was here with me.
the nightmare
when does a dream become a nightmare
when do we do the things we have to do
how many times before we die
where all the same just you and I
when does a dream become a nightmare
how many times do we have to fight back
we kill to win we win the fights
when does a dream become a nightmare
when do we do the things flick back
we never get caught but we always come close
we kill the people that stand in our way
when does a dream become a nightmare
when do we do the things we want to do
how many times must we fight to live
we play the games and live
when does a dream become a nightmare
how many times do we rape beat and kill
we play the games to prove we rule
when does a dream become a nightmare
when do we rule and die ruling
we will never die
we are just a living nightmare
my ducky
my ducky named chucky once sat in my bath
he kept me company while i splashed and splashed
he was so fun and he never complaind
he just floated around while i screamed out his name
i made him do dives and put bubbles on his head
made him dance and held him under the water till he should of been dead
we loved our bath time but with dread he was getting old and eventually lost his head
i cried and cried my ducky had died so papa went out
and bought me a pink flamingo i cried and cried it wasnt the same but papa just stared at me shakeing his head
there all the same kid in the bird family now go take you bath and be happy
so in the bath we went my flamingo and i
and it didnt do a damn thing i wanted it to
it was big and ocward and floated on its side
so i cried and cried and started to scream its scareing me papa this ugly pink thing so out went the ugly pink thing and i was alone
till papa came in carrying his decoy duck oh he was pretty and he floated around i love my old henry .
we played and played and soon bath was over but papa had news for me he was just a loaner
so to gi joes we went papa and i and he bought me my own decoy ducky i was so happy
till we got home and grandma exclaimed
oh good god ira you bought her a hunting duck
but henry stayed till i out grew him then i gave him to papa so he could use him
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