Here i sit on the edge of time
Alone here is what is really mine
Death comes in threes
I confess i am a lover, i am a poet, i am a mother.
For you see people overlook me
their deceiving eyes they tell little truth and all the rest becomes tangled lies....
I am a hopeless romantic, living a lie, i am a Kamikaze pilot ready to die, i am an old woman sitting at the bus stop and I'm the little boy shouting for the bus to stop.
Inside this mind of mine reveals a great deal of truth.....
Jumbled thoughts and mis-given retorts.....
does anyone understand I'm taking in the air from this land.
I am a murderer, for i have slain love, i am a sinner for i have tasted lust, i am alone for i have tasted passions high throne.
Love is not lost for it cannot be owned, look deep into your heart and into your soul for only then you will find the love you once stole.
