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Theirs something in the dark
Brewing up a fright
I can feel it in my soul
Hes come for me tonight
I dawn my shearest gown
Let my hair lay down
I slip on some boots
Start walking out the door
The deepest deathy howls
Fill my awating ears
I walk slow
Over come my fears
Tick tock tick tock
Why is there a clock
Animals cannot tell time
They only measure thing by fear
Now that I'm out here
I suppose that's what I'll do
Remember this feeling
Measure it too
One.. Two.. chills run up my back
Three.. four.. tickels on my neck
Five.. six.. limbs stiff like sticks
Seven.. eight.. heart heavy like a weight
Nine.. ten.. tick tock again
Awooo goes the howling of the trees
The branches shake like my knees
Theirs a fire in the distance
Giant shadows can be seen
I want to be a part of them
I have to build up stength
One foot after the other
This will be my fate
Getting closer now
I can smell your lust
I open up my gown a bit
Breathe in all your musk
Growling fills my ears
You lift me by my throat
My gown is torn away
You look like a goat
Jaybird
My sweetest little bastard
Laid upon the alter
As naked as a jaybird in the spring
His screams could be heard for miles and miles
That didn't bother me
My sweetest little bastard
Laid agains me crying
As his blood washed over me
His screams could be heard for miles and miles
That didn't bother me
My sweetest little bastard
Revealed the biggest harvest
My hubby was so proud of me
The fields could me seen for miles and miles
That didn't bother me
My sweetest little bastard
Brought the mildest winter
The ground stayed soft like spring
The ranchers could be seen for miles and miles
They never bothered me
My sweetest little bastard
Never got any older
My stomach began rising
The butchers could be seen for miles and miles
This was my offering
My sweetest little bastard
Laid upon the alter
As naked as a jaybird in the spring
His screams could be heard for miles and miles
That didn't bother me
The Ramblings of Sundays
I cannot plan an instrument
So I will sing a tune instead
the click of my keys take me far away
I just want to leave this place
So many things I have to do
I just simply cannot choose
Follow me into my world
We lock eyes and start to twirl
We can have tea and toast for two
I just want to be with you
I cannot play an instrument
So I will sing a tune instead
The click of my heals takes me far away
I want to disintegrate
So many things I wont do
I just simply can’ t leave you
Follow me into my world
I lost my keys
I’m going to hurl
We are going to be stuck like glue
I can’t stand me
How can you
I cannot play an instrument
I have no real talent
I should quit.
Endless Snow
Here we are yet again
Pulling your head out of the toilet
The smell burns my nostrils
The music is thumping through the door
I can hardly think
Your hair is tangled in my fingers
I lean against the bathtub
You continue to vomit
My whole body feels as tho it is on autopilot
I want this night to end
I glance over at you again
Finally passed out
Grasping the sink I struggle to stand
What a damn fun house of horrors life can be
You lean and weave in and out of fun and terrible situations only to die in the end
Life should have a profound meaning to some but me
I hope I make it to the next day alive
I’m not saying that I’m reckless
I’m saying you are
We all are damn
Sometimes our lives just crash together like cars on a slick midnight road
Where will we all go or end up
Day after day
God damn
I need another fucking drink
Time for you to think
The Ocean
My mind is a haze and I struggle to find the words that make my soul feel complete. I wonder if the stars have to be just right to feel like I belong again. Weighted down by gloom and dread. I phase through days without any care. Cycles repeating like a waves of the ocean. Always the same and never fleeting. I want a storm to rise inside of me and carry my body high above the land so I can see how others around me suffer as I do. Heart racing with the thought of coming back down with that constant lapping of the water against the soft sand. How dare my brain hold me hostage as I struggle for consciousness as I can hardly stand to be. I want to feel alive again. I want that rush of adrenaline. Take me to the ocean and let me sleep in the sand. Blanket me with your love and sing songs that will make me feel whole again. Never alone again.
My thoughts are like a pebble slowly falling to the bottom of the fish tank. The more tired I am The darker they get My worst memories always settle here Every night I'm here At the bottom of the tank Busiest of days cannot erase you You'll never know how much I hate you At the bottom of the tank I wait Until the darkness takes you away To start again another day
Laundry Cat