cool weather
the bite of chill in the wind
even as my skin is warmed by the sun
listening to the waves crash along the shore
cool breezes
early promises of frost in the singing of the wind

i can't wait
i miss it

can't sleep because you're not near me
curled up and tangled with you underneath the covers
warm body and soft skin
listening to you breathe
listening to your heart beat
content to sleep
content to dream

can't sleep because you're far away
damn this reason for insomnia

and if i came for you
would you come with me?
or would you sit and lament over your past
never looking towards the future
never truly enjoying the now

each day is tinged with that past
solely because you refuse to tear that gauze away from your eyes
you refuse to face it, confront it and move on


so when i come for you
i hope you have faced your fear
and come to realize that the deep hole you've been drowning in for years and years
is nothing but a shallow puddle that you've shoved your face in

and we can walk away home

favored daughter she may be
favored slave is what i see...
forged her necklace link by link
with all love and honor
you turned it into a choke-chain
you broke the oath made to you

admire me or hate me as you will
i only call them as i see them
standing up to you as your own daughter cannot

the standing stone speaks and you will listen

starting to hate one phase of the Element i normally love
tired of seeing the white-out
i want my sun
i need my warmth
tired of the ice and cold
give me fire to feed the soul
i sleep

i will go to the land of my birth
stand tall and proud with none of the trappings of my usual life
look each of my supposed family in the eye
and laugh as they finally realize the severity of what they've done
they will never know what hit them
because i'm on my farewell tour
the next time i go, they will not know
and they will not recognize what i have become
undone the bounds of my birth
taken up the mantle of change
my blood burns with the fire of the heat of my land
which is more than can be said for theirs

we don't even have that in common
supposed family

when i drop my bomb you will cry
and i will laugh because the news will hit you so damn hard
and i'll watch and listen with a smile on my face
as you try to save face
as you try to apologize

I know the truth
I know what you all have done

and i will go to the land of my birth
stand tall and proud with none of the trappings of my usual life
look each of my supposed family in the eye...

and laugh as they finally realize the severity of what they've done.

keep dreaming.

My Sanity (3:25:07 AM): well... a small part of you came back dear... im right here...

I know, Sanity, and I thank you for coming back. You have no idea how much those few small phrases mean to me.