Steven's Prose Club

[Steven]

do my words still drag you down?

leave you shell-shocked on the ground?

What intentions were there, when you whispered your prayer,

so I won't be coming round?

Better make up your mind

time to make up your mind

I'm a liar now, or just lost somehow

but the truth's not far behind

And all of our dreams

have lived to die if that's all that this means

still it's hard to beleive, you won't be free.......

Do my words still drag you down?

Seperate the way they sound

from the way that they feel, or the one that you kneel to

who has stripped away my crown

and all of our dreams

get washed away in the rain that this brings

still its hard to beelive, that you don't - see.......me.

better make up your mind

need to make up your mind

I'm a liar now or just lost somehow

pre-ordained then painted blind

better make up your mind

better make up your mind

stumbled in your stand, for the broken man who...

who would leave me there to die

do my words still drag you down?

[Steven]

and for you Haiku fans....

A chill goes up your spine

Brown mounds form between your toes

You stepped in Dog Shit

(look, I'm in a mood today...waddaya want???)