Her soft caresses, her gentle touch
the way her hips moved when she walked
no she didn't walk , she floated towards me
each step closer she took, my heart speed up

The anticipation of her getting closer
those sweet, sweet seconds as she drew near
knowing , I would get to kiss this beauty
and the kiss would so, so sweet

High on the anticipation, it never failed to amaze me
each and every kiss outdid the last
my heart raced as if I had run a marathon
yet I wanted to go on, hungry for more

always soft, warm and inviting
she brought me to her home
she smiled at me, her eyes lit up
I was taking by passion

I would kiss her sweet lips
taste her tongue on mine
her hot breathe would excite me
her taste , overwhelm me

I would explore her
my hands would roam, my eyes take her in
hungry with lust and passion
she was mine to savour

Breasts so round and soft
skin so flawless and pure
each and every inch of her I would taste
ambrosia, could not taste this good 

I had no fears, when I held her close
in my arms tightly
never to let go

No was no darkness
no dark shadows would chase me
I was strong

I had but one fear
only one thing to dread
losing her embrace

You fucking bitch
how dare you end it
how dare you say it won't work
who do you think you are ?

You knew I loved you
your happiness was everything to me
I'm not perfect, and neither are you
I never cared

Now your happy
things are getting better
your changing yourself
into something new

Now you have the courage to do these things ?
I was there to help you, I wanted to help you
but now you want to change
because you decided the woman you were was not good enough

The woman I loved
My sweetdream
How could you
and Why can't I be angry at you
fucking bitch

The woman I loved
My sweetdream
How could you
and Why can't I be angry at you
fucking bitch

I don't want to go to sleep at night
I'm afraid, not of dreaming, of the dark
but what the next day will bring

the unknown doesn't scare me
I cannot fear what I don't know
its the sameness that frightens me
knowing it will never change

I'm a coward, always have been
I'm a lost soul, always will be
floating through life, like a child's lost balloon

I find I'm sad
and I don't know why
all clouds and rain
no cheerful blue in my sky

I wonder a lot
but in thoughts and on foot
but nothing seems to change
all is black , like soot

there should be a reason
a cause for how I feel
there is no explanation
all rather strange, and real

Must be the season 
changing from summer to fall
leaves all different colours
but it seems, so small

the days are shorter
and longer is the night
winter is coming
and there will be less light

Today was the day
I finally said goodbye
I don't want you to leave

I love you so much
my heart my soul
my sweet ,sweet dream

Forever ill remember
never will I forget
the sweetness of your kiss
the warmth of your embrace
sound of your voice
the look in your eyes
the one you had for me

I feel you ever pain
every smile , your joy

You were my strength, my courage
my heart
I do not deserve

All I have to give is not enough
you deserve more
All I have left to give is freedom
goodbye
I love you

She was hiking that day, through some old growth forest
the skies were become dark, and soon the rain came in torrents
frantically running for cover, seeking any shelter
sounds of thunder cause her to panic, and run helter skelter

Hidden in the woods, amongst some dark pines
beware of this house, said a rotten old sign
it had fallen to the ground, half hidden in the brush
she never saw the warning, she was in such a rush

running straight for the house, and right through the door
she felt dry and safe now, no knowing what she was in for
the old house creaked with every step, and moaned with the storm
sounding so lonely and sad, as if in mourn

It was much darker now, the sun had set
wind began to howl fiercely, and she began to fret
along the walls, strange shadows would dance
reaching for her, awaiting there chance

she huddled in a corner, waiting for the storm to pass
she had no idea what was to happen, to those who trespass
it had been quite a long time, since any soul lived here
assuming the house was empty, was a gamble quite dear

A bright flash of lighting, and loud clap of thunder
gave her a glimpse of this shelter, she started to wonder
she hadn't noticed before, the way the broken glass seemed to hang
they didn't look like old windows, more like large pointed fangs

The storm became louder, a force full of pure rage
she knew she was trapped now, an animal in a cage
the house seemed to move, but not in response to the storm
as if it had its own will, and taking its own form

she felt as if she was being crowded, as if the walls were drawing near
the storm was still raging, but it was becoming harder to hear
she didn't remember moving, but the house seemed more foreboding
as if she were inside a great maw, and it was slowly closing

she started to scream, and she realized it was too late
but it was all for nothing, she had met her fate
the signed has warned true, of this forsaken place
she was never seen again, not even the smallest trace

By early morning light, covered with dew
the housed seemed quite normal, almost repaired anew
the house seemed warm and inviting, no longer had a sense of dread
but the walls were a new colour, a deep shade of red....

Apathy is my friend
always there , always present
I have no worry he will leave me
no fear he will never be by my side

He's a shadow that's always there
changing in shape
changing in depth
changing
but always there

Keeping me on the path
helping me not to wander from my course
to keep things stable
to keep things from changing

Protecting me from things that would hurt me
things that would reach out for me
things that could touch me
I am protected from them

Apathy is my friend

Why are there always love stories on TV
and loves songs on the radio
when I'm alone

Why not something happy
something to distract me
when I'm all alone

There seems to be more couples
holding each others hands
when I'm all alone

Everyone's laughter 
seems so much louder 
when I'm all alone

there seem to be so many more people
it feels so crowded
yet I'm still alone

Why ?

The bane to all men's fun and games
best behaviour we must obtain
Sit up, be polite, and be good little boys
some would call it a ball and chain.

Your wearing that shirt they sometimes complain
it doest match those socks, your pants, are you insane ?
we don't understand, we don't know what they mean
or course it matches, everything goes with JEANS !

Let's go shopping, that will be fun
I look at em strangely, cause here it comes
New shoes, a hat, a belt and something small and shiny
that earring may be small, the price sure ain't shiny

Look at those tools, that stereo
That huge plasma screen !
Its time to go now, she says
nothing here to be seen

But the TV, its grand its calling to me
that's nice dear, hold my purse would you please ?

Off to the movies, to see a new flick
I want to see car chases, action, maybe a hot chick
we don't see it of course, its not the right movie
no romantic scenes, or woman talking, oh gee

After the movie, a bit to eat would be nice
something salty, maybe sweet, with a large coke, no ice
Have the diet coke, much better for you
he'll also have the salad, no dressing thank you

I'm a man dammit, Ill get want I want
but it takes just a look, that look in her eye
And I find myself ordering carrot sticks
instead of large fries

Finally we're home, the days comes to a close
new earrings, a hat, she has all new clothes
I'm empty handed, nothing new to my name
well I will get the bill, who am I to complain.

I wonder and think were I went wrong
as we lie there together, all through the night
she smiles at me, and holds me tight
suddenly I don't mind, it seems alright

But by the next morning, It al comes back
One plasma TV, is all I ask
There a knock at the Door, something been delivered
I look at the bill, I begin to moan and to shiver

They bring in the box, my god its large
I can't afford this, ill guess Ill have to charge
don't worry dear, Ill sign for this
she quickly wrote her signature, after giving me a quick kiss

With  much trepidation, I opened the box
I looked in cautiously, afraid of what I see
what I saw is the reason I love her

SHE GOT ME A PLASMA TV ! ! ! !

Walking down the garden path
The flowers are probably in bloom
White fresh daisy, fragment Roses
The noble tulip, or the Elegant Orchid

I'm sure there all there, soaking in the sun
I don't see them, I know they are there
people tell me they are
Ill just have to take their word for it

There seems to be a lot of weeds though
very healthy too
choking out the flowers I don't see
they'll be growing on the path soon

So I keep walking down the path
maybe at the end Ill see some blooms ?
thistle and thorns and bramble weed though
are all that lay before me

I can no longer walk down the garden path
my way is blocked
so I turn around 
but that way is blocked too

all around me the weeds have grown
they are quite strong
and they grow quick
so I stand on the path and watch

Hey on the other side of the weeds
I think I see a flower
oh well, too late
the weeds are too thick now

 The cry of the lonely
is the softest sound
no one ever hears it
no one knows it's there

It can travel for miles
over sea and air.
mountains and fields
it travels forever

No one can hear it
except for the one
And it's too loud to bear