The wind

Like the wind

I want to go where I want

Like the wind

I want to do what I want

We have a  mutual friend

If you can listen closely to the wind

If you can open the window

Let the wind in

You can hear my voice calling

There’s no wind today

I don’t know what to do

I just thought that if I can go somewhere else

Be with someone else

It will not be a lonely day

It is a lonely day

I’ve been dealt a brutal hand

Being alive is essentially a very lonely preposition

Nobody gets as much help as they need

I want to go where I want

I want to go where the wind takes me

The connection to life

The attraction to the wind

I want to follow my instincts 

I want to give myself permission 

Permission to do what I want 

I want to feel alive again 

Pale in the shadows

Your masters

Your soulless masters

The ones I call depraved monsters

The ones I’ve been trying to bring to ruin

I want them to feel it

Rumor has it

They make some awful thoughts come true

They’ve a thing for darkness

Burrowed in deep

They’re the monsters in every one of my closets 

My escape from darkness is incomplete

Death is my only way away from them

Every time I look at them 

 I see my own death 

They are my constant reminder of my worse fears  

I am not crying over them

I am crying for me

I am crying for the girl in me who dies 

I am crying for every sick thing they did to me

My skin is crawling with fear

My world hangs in the balance 

Tell me what you want

I mean, everybody wants something in life

Surprise me 

Because what I see is a man

But not a man

Surprise!

What you see is a woman 

But a woman who’s spent so much of her life running

Running in the opposite direction of you

For never thinking beyond your selfish desires