damned-i-am...

I do not think I give a damn.
I do not think I like this, damned-I-am.
I do not want to dance all night.
I do not like to shout and fight.
I do not wish to sing the blues.
I do just wish they'd get a clue.
I want to sleep all through the day.
I want to sleep my life away.
I want to never make a sound.
I want to lay me in the ground.
I don't want to answer the stupid questions.
I don't want to give in to stupid passions.
I don't want it to ever rain.
I don't want to not feel pain.
I don't think I'm making sense.
Maybe I should think more in present tense.

sea of unshed tears...

night time
i can barely see the shoreline
i hear the silent washing sounds
and it's all welling up inside
no well holds so deep
no cup holds so bitter
no sea holds so salty
no heart holds so many

dawn and dusk
it will lap unendingly
as long as the rain falls and the seas dry
i know there will be more tears for me to cry

but i refuse to drown
tempest driven frozen rain
but i refuse to yield
storm lifted water walls
but i refuse to cry
dream spawned love horrors

i sit quietly at the beach this night
gazing across the bay
out into the dark cold sea
knowing at least tonight
it will not touch me
i know that tonight i need not fear
my own sea of unshed tears