Better Left Alone

Do you understand that silly smile

on his face tonight?

He gazes with an icy stare

yet smiles.

You've always wondered about the irony in his face...

But never dared to ask.

Instead you chose

to rock the baby's cradle.


WAKE UP!  WAKE UP!....Or rock me back to sleep.

What are the secrets that some of us keep?



                  They are better left alone.



Rock the baby's cradle.  And whisper sweet dreams.

Sing a loving lullaby

to pacify the SCREAMS!

Rock the baby's cradle.  Put him back to sleep...

God only knows the secrets that some of us keep.

Sunglasses

It's cold outside---but I don't feel it.
  This shameless world has numbed my skin
    and turned my heart blue.
You give me your love---but I don't want it.
   This passing world has taught me that
    love is something we don't need.
The melody--is soft, and smooth, but
   it tangles with my electric brain
    and confuses me, and all I hear
     is static.
The flower's bloom---It's beautiful!--
  but my eyes pass right through it
    and all I see is shadow.
How pitiful it has become----so painful
that I can't see this world without
my sunglasses on.