I can still see it
out of the corner of my eyes
intertwined fingers, interlinked
as if even the universe was watching
cheering you on as it parades you around
everyone you meet seems to adore you
peering through the cracks to watch
every time you gaze into his eyes
every time you laugh or sing or fall
we all rush to your side the second your legs give out and you hit the ground
everyone sees you hurt
you scream it to all who will hear
because it is so easy for you to get pity from them.
I was so desperate to prove that I matter to you
every now and then I grasp at wisps of the dust you leave behind
it’s not much but I hold it high to show everyone that at some point you saw me for who I was.
I trip over sharp stones trying to catch up with your ever changing mind.
I keep following even when my feet are covered with bruises and scratches
but all you ever did was hover over me with pain medicine in your palm,
Only to be swept away by the voice of my replacement
Complaining about a tiny scrape
I watched you ignore my open arms
One of way too many chances to restore what was long gone.
“i’m here for you no matter what.”:
a sweet lie I willingly fall for.
I finally notice the constant empty promises and your low tolerance of my emotions
As you roll your eyes and walk away,
Kicking me out of my own home to make room for him.
I don’t know how i didn’t realize it before;
you only needed me when you had nobody else.
I felt so stupid for crying over you
although you’ve witnessed it so many times
though I have screamed it into your ears
But my voice dies out before it reaches you.
Your touch used to drown out all the sounds
But now my insides scream with rage every time you walk right past.
every punch hits me like a freight train
my feet were stuck on the tracks
Unknowingly I clung to them just for a chance to see you.
three times did I get tossed back into the rocks
but only two will I return to your unforgiving path.
it took three years
but it now becomes clear to me that I will never heal until I truly let you go.
for so long I blocked out the possibility I was being taken advantage of
if anyone it couldn’t possibly be you
you bittersweet work of art
whose voice moves us all to tears
whose inescapable shadow envelopes us in our own insecurities and insignificance compared to your blinding light.
until your brittle foundation of ignorance starts to crack
when your unsteadiness scares you, and you desperately pull me out of the remains and rubble of what used to be our home
holding on to my broken arms for balance.
so, with this, I free myself from your suffocating grip
and with this, I free you from mine.
I sit in awe within a holy chamber of stained glass, candles, and chandeliers
And the grandest piano player with hands that dance across the keys like butterflies hopping
among the zinnias in spring.
And she-like an angel in the heavenly chamber-gives herself to the music.
She closes her eyes as if in prayer and her hands slowly descend to the sacred instrument.
She touches the instrument of glory,
And the magic begins.
She tells a story
And the angels sing.
Her body overflows with power and passion as her fingers caress and press the keys,
Delicate, gentle, intense, incredible.
Like water from the heavens,
Each note drops and descends upon my heart,
Drinking it in.
The high notes fly from the piano.
Could it be that an angel has just broken through the stained glass and enter the harmonious
chamber, singing?
A million tiny angels dance and sing
Across the keys.
Has my soul ever been stricken with such moving, miraculous music as this?
She raises her gaze to the ceiling
As she plays.
No doubt in my mind the roof has been lifted from the chamber
And heaven now shines down.
Waters of serenity soak into my soul and I can’t help but cry.
She tends the hearth
daily, nightly.
Protects those who
have lost their way.
She befriends and
holds each one close.
Heals hurts and hearts,
asks for nothing.
She lets them go
when they feel the
need to wander,
wishes them well.
She doesn’t know
if they’ll ever
return, and it
breaks her every time.
We met at a crossroads
And headed toward the place where the sun rose
There we chased fate
Ignoring the world and kept our friendship close and ligate
Our stars align for a while
We journey onward and for mile after mile
It seemed the road would never end.
But today
Today you walk your own way
No, there is nothing you’ve done wrong
I just forget all along
You have your path
And I am not on my road but your swath
I am just a guest
To you and your path, my friend, I wish the best.
Every night I search for something in the vast growing darkness.
Something that’s always watching yet something that cannot see.
Rain pours over the too bent bill of a borrowed black cap.
Black plants play a pretty tune of rainwater jazz.
I long for a new sung song.
In the distance I see a place where the rain goes unnoticed.
Even in the night it is illuminated by streaks of heavenly heat lightning cracking the clouds.
Maybe that's where it is.
The big black dog that sees the intricacies of my ever searching soul.
I pucker my lips to kiss the rain and move my tongue to hover in my throat.
Then with my final breath my silent whistle goes unheard.
Only calling the ever growing suspicion of subservient isolation.
Eyes milky and white from age,
Your feet worn down from experience.
Unable to stand, I carry you to your bed.
You painfully groan as I lay you down,
You thirst yet are unable to reach the water.
The once black fur trim around your mouth stains white.
In all your time, you’ve felt love and rejection,
Fear and dejection.
Your misery grew with you,
So ending your suffering,
Meant ending you too.
No more crying did come from you,
But the tears of a child deep within your matured owner.
From day one by each other's side,
Yet then separated by death.
I’ll see you in heaven, my good old friend.
When the crying stopped,
so did the pain.
And the tears from that child,
Were mine to blame.
One bit of chocolate you finally got to taste
As the medicine slowed and slowed your heart's pace.
This sadness we say,
It comes in threes.
But never does it get any easy.
Easier to acknowledge that life does end,
Easier to show homage to an old friend.
To smile just a little in their darkest time,
But when they look in your eyes,
Oh, those milky white skies,
Those “you’re okay”’s and “fine”’s turn to lies.
CHORUS 1
Congratulations, you passed your stones,
You did it so well, girl, our minds are blown, (bloooown)
You have a very healthy corazón, (corazón!)
Good for you girl, you passed your stones!
CHORUS 2
Those teeny stones had you cra- (cra) -zy
Butcha birthed them out like a ba- (ba) -by
Now they’ve all left ya like your ex (ex) wife (she took the kids!)
So tell ‘em don’t come back ‘cause you got a knife!
SILLY SECTION
K-I-D, N-E-Y!
It is now, time to die!
Don’t be sad, life’s not fair,
YASS EAT SLAY COMER!
CHORUS 3
Congratulations, you passed your stones,
Made em dial the police on their telephone
Left em lookin wrinkly like a saggy old crone
Bye bye, rat, SHE BIRTHED HER STONES!!!!
BUILDUP
RAP
Severe sharp pain in the side and back
Like a painfully bad abdominal heart attack
K-stones KO’d like a duel in the ring
UTI - 0, bladder - 1, ding ding ding
We’re so proud, yeah you ate,
‘Cause your stones met their fate
Roasted toasted ghosted like a bad tinder date
It’s all over now, girl, you’re too late,
So bye bye bye, now, haters gonna hate!
Watch from your throne as stones drone to their kidney parents
Calm down, now, you don’t wanna be no kidney Karen
Economic status of kidney industry is toppled
Lookin’ like slop, on top, oh, your stones are cobbled
You taught em all a lesson - (Taught ‘em all a lesson!)
All of em were wettin’ - (WET PANTALONES)
They won’t soon be forgetting your NUMBER ONE VICTORY ROYALE!
Barely a pebble, why were you a rebel, you devil
You meddle in ethics of the indelible, it’s incredible
Audacity! Complacity! Logical fallacy!
You’re speaking in blasphemy, rat, say it again,
You’re forgettable, irrelevant, inedible mess
Re-Revel in impeccable skill of the best
You were passed by my bestie like an AP test
So it’s settled, that it’s you that we all detest
Oopsie!
PRE-CHORUS
Louseables wrote a diss on you
Ain’t nobody gonna miss on you
Yes, die die die die die die die die
BACK TO CHORUS, ONE! MORE! TIME!
CHORUS 4
Congratulations you passed your stones
Your opponents were epically pwned (Epically pwned!)
Rockgina George is overthrown (OVERTHROWN)
Good for you, girl, you passed your stones!
