telza

Ever fear you will let old precious memories float out of your mind?
At this point I'm afraid they're already slippin.
When am I gunna hit twenty two? I'm frightened the answer isn't in three years.

Messin around?
Only cause the girl needs some affection.
Truth there.
It's amazing the power of that voice.
As of late, I haven't been able to reach that vocal point...that level.
It's a journey ladies.
We're going to rise.

Sunny came home?

Today I discovered the name and artist of an old favorite song of mine.
Sunny came home by Shawn Colvin. Beautiful stuff if you ask me <3

Sunny came home to her favorite room
Sunny sat down in the kitchen
She opened a book and a box of tools
Sunny came home with a mission


She says days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire


Sunny came home with a list of names
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs she said
Sunny came home with a vengeance


She says days go by I don't know why
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire


Get the kids and bring a sweater
Dry is good and wind is better
Count the years, you always knew it
Strike a match, go on and do it


Days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire
Light the sky and hold on tight
The world is burning down
She's out there on her own and she's alright
Sunny came home
Sunny came home

Kitchen wires.

God I feel this timing is a bit off.
Although, Father when hasn't it been?
What am I going to do if it's not there for me anymore?
Is this part of your plan too? Must I somehow lead them out of their desperation.
Father, Father hear my cries again. Please, I beg. It saves. It saves. I've seen it.
Every time. Every time I see that sign my heart is recreated. I feel, recreated in your image. It takes me home and I know it does for them too. It will keep recreating for years and years if it is left to thrive...But is it true it's going under?
We cannot go under with the waves Dad.
We just cannot
We were told to continue in your ways and that is just what we will do.
What are we to do though?
What....I am to do?
Every time I end up sinning in a morally insane fashion. I hate my ridiculous desires, addictions and....boredom.
The love isn't allowed to be fulfilled.
Therefore, the body finds its way into the cold.
The body can't clean itself up out there.
It just appears way too wicked to heal.
It's a tossing and turning that isn't stable. It just isn't clean, by any means.
Saving it,saving you, saving me, saving them, literally from the key.


If it could have been a warmth of liability it would have been.


On the angleshot , in the kitchen the blood rested in the container.
The habit is dull.
The container is dully abused.
With her vengeance she can clean the loseta.
Without her vengeance she is left in an uncomfortable solitude with her container.
The container wont break its safe stare from her body.
Long... dark wavy hair laid out on her dramatic collar bones.
A light blue dress hung loosely on what appeared to be an overall, frail appearance.
....After a period of time her dark hair grayed and her porcelain like complexion began to sag.
The droopiness of her eyes scared the container.
The container could clearly see all things.
With a distorted view she beckoned the container to come closer.
When twisted around the container sighed a sigh of relief. To see the loseta clean and tightly fastened to her soulay.

Don't judge it at this point hun, you wont understand. Don't fear because it is not bad, it is not dark, it is not evil. It just is what it is from. It is safe. It is an outlet. It is a broken barrier.
And lilies are allowed to grow there. Do not fear. God is here. Lilies will grow in those fields.
Clear, significant and in a row.
In a bottle of romshahs and locked in a basket the lilies can grow. Do not fear. God is there too.
We will be kept safe. Realize he listens from all angles. Even in containers. You can limit his ability to work in you, but he will always be ready to be of the loseta.

Titllllllllle less

"And it feels like you be knocked breathless straight up one more time, bitch"
Those flying words came out of no where.
"What you thinkin you lookin at anyway girl?"
At this point the lifelessness and poison had seeped so far into her veins that there was not much to do to save her. And truth be told, I'm not sure anyone would have saved her anyway even if they had the ability.
The karma is too far above your head to comprehend but please baby, You have to understand that poison. Mmmmm. It had a control like no other. Mmmm.....like no one had seeeeeen.
It was time to take over, to harden up, to lock down, to be alone and scattered. Only you can take care of you, that's the truth.