losing my mind a bit.
part of me is trying.
why can't all of me be trying?
why do i feel like there are so many mes when i know there is just one,
just me?
why can't all of me want to get better?
why do i feel happy
when i feel sick?
why isn't a fear disarmed when i know that it is stupid?

her feelings she hides
her dreams, she can't find
she's losing her mind
she's falling behind
she can't find her place
she's losing her faith
she's falling from grace
she's all over the place

she wants to go home, but nobody's home.

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( good old-fashioned schlock )

Though we share this humble path, Alone
how fragile is the heart
Give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars.

(do you ever think if you sleep you'll sleep forever? that if you sleep, the illusion of being awake will be revealed and never kick in again? does it scare you? does completely fail to?)

Mother's Day, 2005:
( Nora )

pictures fall from my wall
words of wisdom won't stick
ideals drop like rotten dreams from my mind
hope has long since lost its cling
and somebody stepped on it, and
didn't notice.

The final reward of the dead - to die no more.
-Nietzsche

( poem )