What’s left after the gross stuff
…and the sun said:
You and I, we’re not broken, just slightly bent.
Bent because instead of totally breaking
and shattering into nothingness and hopelessness,
we chose to bend with the wind
to blow us towards a place neither us us had been
nor know what to do with
Together we will sway with the breeze
bending this way and that
knowing that the love we had endures
and we both learned to love again…
This one is for you…
Right from the start
You were a thief you stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren’t all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you’ve been talking in your sleep
Things you never say to me
Tell me that you’ve had enough
Of our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Im sorry I don’t understand where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
Oh we had everything
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everything
And its all in your mind
Yeah but this is happening
You’ve been having real bad dreams
Oh oh
You used to lie so close to me
Oh oh
There’s nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love, oh our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I never stopped
You’re still written in the scars on my heart
Your not broken just bent and we can learn to love again
Oh tears ducts and rust
I’ll fix it for us
We’re collecting dust but our love’s enough
You’re holding it in
You’re pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We’ll come clean
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
These words, they are beyond what you can comprehend. I put them here not to taunt you but to remind myself that what people of no consequence think bear no importance to my rise. I rise, I rise, I rise…. while you struggle in the gutter burdened by all your baggage.
STILL I RISE by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
I had a dream last night
We never said good-bye
You were here with me
Brown eyes
It felt just like old times
When you were by my side
I could see your love shine through
Brown eyes
Tenderly, you were kissing me
And I held you so tight
And you promised me, forever
As we loved into the night
You may be a dream
A dream thats passed me by
But Ill always dream of you
Brown eyes