The ELEMENT of LIFE

Believing is the key to the soul an heart?
but flying is the hardest, when her feet are deep rooted?
when her wings are cut? and her lips are swollen ....
for she who does not read, will not be wise?
intellectual, smart, perfect and full of knowledge?
but rather ignorant, not well rounded ......
powerless, useless, and UN educated ......

But running from life
with depression, smoke in an empty Jar .....
like a sweet, sad lullaby ?
but a few dints, cuts, scrapes hurt deep inside ......
as perfection, wisdom , mathematical sex, knowledge,
and liquid writing, become an obsession......
for a pure virgin hoping for better luck in the sack.....
for a rock en roll, poet, sex god .....
so as for being sexually frustrated, to being curious about
masturbation, giving BJ's, kissing a guy, and making love to him ....
it's depressing, when she doesn't know where to start .....

But a murder of the soul and heart ?
for it is in sorrow, melting away.......
as the pain drips from her fingers and her eyes .....
the sadness that slips from her mouth ?
so may an angel save her......
for the stars are so dead, and have lost their brightness.....
but for love is what puts everything together .......
holds it tight, for it always comes back to love ?
when the sun doesn't shine, everything falls apart,
angels can't fly, when the road gets dark, the seasons change,
hope, faith is lost, the world isn't fare, and no one is on your side....
it always comes back to love ........