EvaMcqueen

You can't make bread without leaven. It must rise and rise... I think, I see your face in heaven... Too gentle to have lived in this city, too pretty to have walked here all alone. Your laugh, like a child, care-free and wild filled our somber family with smiles. Too many sad times, you sat with me and talked - walked everywhere a child may go... made me forget your step was slow. You taught me things like kindness when all else here was black with blindness. People were mean But not you, stranded in your world between good and bad... the times we had! I should remember the beach and sand for now, it is time to let go of your hand and swi

Perhaps my mind is better off left in this bizarre dimension though nothing makes sense even to me. So I will gladly, with the purple cat and his cunning grin, laugh with a Ha ha  Ha ha  Ha   Or have a cup of tea with my friend Mad Hatter. But, shhhhhhhhh La La La La  La Don't tell him that it is not his tea what I desire on my virgin lips. Even the shade of the painted roses, cannot compare to my telltale blush. But once awake, I look around to the world I despise. Desperately searching for my white rabbit with his ticking clock To no avail, here I sit wishing for the key to my escape to my Wo

"Do you fear death?" The question loomed in the air before my body, as if a sword looming over someone almost conquered by their enemy. But I looked down at my hands and then back up, only to say, "Have you ever felt the pain of watching two lovers embrace at the end of a movie? It's supposed to be a happy ending. But your heart tells your lungs to stop breathing for just a minute…because it will never ever be yours." "Do you fear death?" A question repeated deserves an answer. But instead, my trembling hands sat clenched on my lap, the blue ink like veins showing through the frail covering that might rip apart any second. "Do you kno

Fallen Angel Crawling in my forlorn appearance I hide my soul behind these tattered wings Tattered and broken as they are Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood. In quiet despair upon the cold earth Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees And clutched timidly between my fingers Rests one last jewel of Hope. A single unblemished plume plucked From the silver light of dawn A feathered ray of light from beyond To illuminate the void that has me bound. This precious barb of silk Once lost as I was and forgotten Blazes now to immerse me in radiant bliss To wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss. So now I fade away…