Black Bird

A black bird perches upon a branch, waiting for his darkened chance. His chance to warn me with his darkened stares, the bad omen, that this black bird bears. A warning of a shadow to come, a shadow that will block out the sun. As black as its wings, a black bird as dark as the omen it brings. So watch for the black birds stares and glares, looks that are so scorning, just remember it serves as a gentle warning. A warning of what is to come, a warning that will black out the sun. So when you meet the ravens eyes its just a warning in disguise. When you see the shadows of the crow its time for you to know, that its time to be scared, so you need to be prepared, prepared for the darkness that is brings, a darkness as black as the raven's wings.

Promise of tomorrow.

You didnt call me today, but the promise of tomorrow still hangs in the air. There is still a chance, so i will not despair. Today your eyes did not look at me, but the promise of tomorrow i still see. A glance of love you did not steal, but the promise of tomorrow i still feel. You didnt tell me you loved me today but i will not fear, for the promise of tomorrow i still hear. I will sit here and wait, for the intervention of fate, but i will not wait with sorrow, because there is always tomorrow. I didnt feel your passionate touch, but i will not think defeat, for the promise of tomorrow is still sweet.

Sisters

When you suffered, i cried your tears. When you were afraid i fought your fears. For we are 2 sisters, whose love is bonded by pain, for ones loss and the other ones shame. So, together we are one in the same. Every feeling you have felt inside me is where is dwelt. I cried for you, lied for you, dies inside for you. When the fires had been fanned, it was I who held your hand. For we are 2 sisters whose love is bonded by pain, for ones loss and the other ones pain, for we are one in the same. I know you felt pain all these broken years, and i shared your tear. Your dirt my dirt, your hurt my hurt. We held hands, and weathered the storms, we stuck together even when the family was torn. I was your stone, you were my rock through all we battles we have fought, for we are 2 sisters whose love is bonded by pain for ones loss and the other ones shame. Together we will always band, us two, hand in hand, together we will bare the blisters...for we are 2 sisters, whose love is bonded by pain for ones loss and the other ones shame.