Dark and bitter poison, It burns the whole way down, Like tar stretched on an ocean, You cannot swim so much as drown.            

Dust and rags and broomsticks, She would wash and scrub and clean, Under the wrath of two step sisters, Who found joy in being mean, And a plump fairy godmother, With a crack upon her wand, Dooming every spell she ever cast, To go completely…

Dear the boy with eyes so crystal blue, I couldn’t help but fall into, I wish you’d had a warning sign, “I’m not worth wishing you were mine”, For frozen lakes look pretty too, But one dip and you will freeze right through, Now I wonder…

I feel its grip around my throat, Death’s cold and grasping hand, While the soul I once was tied to, Drifts free far above this land, The towns stretched out below me, See no shadow as I pass, No gust of breeze to prove I’m there,…

1. To whom does your heart belong? If not to me; the rose, nor to the thorn? Into the wilderness, my dear, the solitude, in which it was born.   2. Past be done, long gone forgotten. Breathe in this free air now, I’ve chosen…

As boots crunch a trail through the leaves of the beech, And the ferns grow to sun that is just out of reach, The fireflies dance like a lantern alight, While their laughter disperses the silence of night.

The sun has risen, soaking me up in its light. I crave for a vision, and a song I heard last night. I need no words to rhyme, I need no lucky sign. Just a lovely smile to shine, by my side, in my sight.

You’re counting the numbers on hopscotch squares: One two three jump, five six seven jump, You could never be patient enough to wait your next turn. You’re counting the minutes until we are free: Ten minutes, nine minutes, eight minutes, seven, You could never race…

There’s sleep still in eyes, And it’s blurring your view, But the sun’s started rising, And the world’s rising too, Blackbirds are singing, To herald the day, So throw back the curtains, And be on your way.