Black Midnight, Blank, Dreamer, Betrayed, Returning
Black Midnight
Darkness emerges from within
bursts to the surface
with impatient sin

Uncontrolled as it takes over
looking with satisfaction
at the ripped four-leaf clover

Darkening the trail
of the passing minute
washed to darkens by the rain

The Black Midnight is nearer
too late for mercy
the time is here
-August 13/97 dedicated to BH


Blank
The paper is blank, my mind full of thoughts
Sad ones, weird ones and good ones are lost
Too many thoughts, so little hope,
Too many problems, so little dope
I would do it, I really would
But I don’t know if I really should
I’ll just go on, ordinary me
Their expectations surely I’ll meet
I’ll go on like this until tomorrow
And the day after I’ll kill this sorrow
But till then I’ll say goodnight
And rip up this paper of my blank thoughts
-August 14/97


Dreamer
I’m a dreamer lost in a dream
of a beautiful, quiet place
a place to act on my desires
and see your smiling face

I’m a dreamer, hopelessly hooked
I love the peace and sanity
a break from the morbid place
that others call reality

I’m a dreamer all alone
alone with my own dreams
no one to burst in and tell me
the this isn’t as it seems

I’m a dreamer full of life
yet I prefer to escape
I long to end life’s reality
its truth of love and hate
-Aug 16/97


Betrayed
You had my trust
I believed in you
I cared about you
I tried not to hurt you
And you betrayed me

You betrayed us all
And I still believed in you
I cared about you
I tried not to hurt you
I wanted to defend you

I cared in spit of everything
I hoped it wasn’t you
I prayed it wasn’t you
I refused to believe it was you
Yet it was you

Now I give up
I see through you
I believe it was you
I can’t forgive you
Yet I still care about you
-Aug 17/97 to BH


Returning
As I walked down the hall
looking around me
tears welled up in my eyes
at the revived memories

Every little thing
stabbed straight into me
persistently urging me
to open my eyes and see

There wasn’t a single step
the didn’t bring it all back
all the things in the past
I’d now give my life to have
-Aug 19/97 - ECI

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