Realised
The world
Was coming to an end
Now
I
Live
In
The
Moment

Hearts clash like thunder
Yet love's gentle hand can heal
Hope's song lingers on

Cornfields and Creeks
Written by Kelly Ann Wilson

They said I had the family gift,
So I wanted to honour it.
Couldn’t they tell
I had relentless stage fright?
That I was always shaking
On the inside?

They said I was a tough kid,
So I tried to seem brave,
No matter what they did.
Couldn’t they see
The quiet agony in my eyes?
That I was always screaming
On the inside?

If these walls could speak,
silence would start sobbing
I’m not shopping for pity,
Just a stranger to listen
My mind reached capacity,
Yet these thoughts wont leave
Letting in negativity

Though my mind is full,
seems like I’ve given up,
I’m not looking to be saved
This is the cross I bear,
I will carry it proudly.
Even if it pains me,
I will take on whatever
fear has to offer

My son told me
dad your just getting old
I just don’t have the time
To visit anymore

I turned to face the wall
And then just let him go
In the end it meant our parting
would remain hard and cold

No recourse for his actions
My mind it moved too slow
I gathered up my thoughts,
And quickly locked the door

And then said to myself
I can’t take it anymore
I raised you from an infant
And now I’m left alone

Susan and I walk hand in hand
both of us with bloody cough
through a dead and dying land;
trees with green leaves dropping off.

Wildlife carcasses are scattered
turkeys, crows, squirrels, deer.
The beauty of my world is shattered.
I'm losing all that I held dear.

All those cussed mushroom clouds,
mere memories of a week ago.
Grey , hot dust settles like a shroud.
At nightfall distant craters glow.

Always a battle brewing on our home front.
Thick, black smoke curled in the air
when they set to tearing down the house,
too many weapons in Her arsenal, unfair.

Only prisoners She took were the kids...
How she loved her skirmishes and clash.
More clever was she with tooth, nail and barb
Her last words would always take a slash.

He tried reasoning with Her on every point,
His position was from the fairness of a scholar
She went for His throat, a tactician was She,
She knew the value of His every dollar!

I'm on the run from my shadow,
for it weigh too heavy
that I can't carry it anymore.
I'm hiding from my shadow,
cause it too way scary.
I'm dodge of my thoughts,
for it's becomes a threat.

can't even swallow my pride,
because it's like a poison.
I just can't feel myself.
I don't shed tears anymore,
for it a kind of bleeding to death.
I'm way too afraid of myself,
for I'm my enemy now.

MUTUALITY

Do I have this sort of emotional block
Meaning love remains a distant dream
If I can’t love you, I can’t love myself
And yet despite it all, you still love me

Knowing you is almost one step too far
But knowledge can’t be underestimated
If I don’t know you, I don’t know myself
And yet despite it all, you still know me

Reaching you is still my permanent goal
Not just physically, but mind to a mind
If I can’t reach you, I can’t reach myself
And yet despite it all, you still reach me

Peace may be the opposite of war
Children of love playing,
Among body parts blood spraying
From the beginning of time
Is it yours or mine, it’s so fine
I want it all give me some more
Pimping my war fighting till death
The filthy grimy war whore.

War and peace good and bad
Wrinkled faced grandmothers crying, so sad.
The cold-blooded killer is always here.
The outcome is always bittersweet,
A bloody fight is always near.