Nell

Buck tooth Bill

Had hay to bail

But instead he just

Sat in jail.

Oh hell, not Nell

The son who fell,

Who was good with a nail,

With skin white and pale,

And a wife like wine,

Just better looking with time.

Aged up and stuffed in a barrel,

Ready for him to dine.

Thoughts

I lay awake under the stars

Wondering where you are.

The stars that burn so hot and bright

Wishing you were here tonight.

But where you are, I do not know

and who you are, I wish I knew.

I lay awake and think and dream

About everything I want you to be.

But as I think, and as I dream

I suddenly realize, that's all you'll be.

A dream to dream,

A thought to kill

A life lesson in love

No time could heal.

Inner Child

Crippling, crawling, crying inside

The inner child tries to hide.

As adults we're all so blunt,

Dismissing bliss as just a thought.

Yet why do we try to be grown up?

When all we are is shit out of luck.

While the child inside is secretly awry

Hiding our emotions

And keeping them dry.