little adventures
I felt a burning fire Deep within, I could not ignore. Running through me, yearning release I know I have been here before. How will this energy express itself? Negative or positive? Or something completely else? Anger is transformed into passion Mix it up and switch the reaction I used to rage And now I
Tell me, do you believe in ecstasy? For most people, it’s just a fantasy. Will it ever find you, ever capture your soul and hold you until you feel rapture? Sliding down slopes of exhilaration til every cell in your body is in exaltation Going beyond happiness, beyond state of bliss Paradise of pleasure and
I never ever said a single bad word about youEven during times when I really, really wanted toI’d never spite you, it wouldn’t make senseOnly if it was self-defense. He zips his lipsHe zips his lipsAnd throws the keyCause you can trust me Don’t want no dramaDon’t want no rumorsJust want those good vibesTo consume
Does anyone else in the world feel it as deeply as meIn my heart, in my soul, there’s times when it’s all I seeI ask just one request, and I think I’m well deservedOverqualified, it’s in my eyes, yet I still have so much to learn. Paint myself a pretty face and wrap myself with
The snake is coiled in his nest A deep slumber, a peaceful rest. Then suddenly, noises in the air Opens his eyes to see what’s out there Lifts its head to take a peak Coming out of a long retreat. From the boulder it protrudes Extending itself outward and through Slithering slowly along the land
They meet at the secret garden A luscious lawn of vibrant green Fluffy clouds embellish the sky Hazy feelings, like a dream. Voluptuous and curvaceous She floats to him so gracious There he stands like a soldier Muscles sturdy like a boulder Alluring auras Drawn to each other L e s s e n i
Guilt is an angry entity Who hovers over me Like a shadow, dark in the light Disguising itself as the light Holding me to standards so high A measurement that shoots up through the sky Brainwashing me and distorting perception Swinging me around to another direction Crushing my confidence, draining my power Disintegrating my solidity
Here and there I find myself wondering exactly how twisted the tree branches coil or just how fathomless the roots travel through the depths of the slovenly soil.
Everyone’s living with ghosts Everyone’s living with demons They’re all trying to block out the noise of all of the things that they’re feeling. What’s gonna haunt me more? The things I never did, or the things I’ve done? What’s gonna haunt me more? Hiding in shelter, or a life on the run? No one
Locked out of the golden gates, entrance of the mighty kingdom Once a place of residing Now banished, vanished Gone into hiding. Weeping, watching everyone else All the peasants, the dwarves, and the elves so happy and free, so cheerful they sing because they were able to escape the wrath of the king.
