Tender is the autumn night that holds us close.
Cold sweeping over mountains, down through valleys,
‘Til it journeys into the bedroom window.
Vivid dreams of kids, a pool, and a picket fence,
Never thought, but thoughts betray you at your best.
All things grow with a little time and care,
Tender is the autumn night that brought us here.
Conned and captured,
Whipped, raped, lynched, and shot in cold blood,
You may be able to oppress us,
But we will never be silenced.
Waves come crashing into sand,
Birds take to the skies for safety,
Bliss and strife dance hand in hand,
Yet all of it is hazy,
All I see, is you, here with me.
Ghosts in the Parlor
Wailing through the walls
Calling out lost secrets
Roaming through the halls
i. This city reminds me
Nights I’d come home soul stained with vodka, whiskey, gin
After all-night, kissing the wrong person
Sleeping in to get passed the disappointments
ii. That song reminds me
Open wound of a life
Waking even though my very essence was dying
Everything amounted to nothing, desperate to hold on to something
iii. This place reminds me
Beautiful new memories made
Body/mind a lot less heavy
Time loves those old scars away