Childless

Childless
Copyright - 1/25/96

A mother's worry
Identity crisis
She waits calmly
Awaiting unsure
She sits alone
Staggered guidance
Love's a stones throw away.

A cold bench
Assured safety
She sits calmly
Not quite sure
She sits alone
No one understands
Life's a gift that shouldn't be cast aside.

A life wriggling
Deep within
She sits uneasy
Definitely unsure
She sits alone
designated bliss
Love knows no boundaries.

A short term
Memory lapses
She sits giddy
Unsteady and horrified
She sits alone
No one cares
Excluding a part of her that shouldn't.

A cold, dark room
Time elapsed
She lies upset
It should be over
She lies alone
Life to a close
Cutting loose ends and surviving.

Too much time
Heals no wounds
She rocks crying
Life she's bred
Now lies alone
Wishes and chaos
Couldn't bring the unborn back.

Brutal Water Burial

Written: 10/19/91
copyright 1992 Demented Thinking Productions

Brutal Water Burial

Condemned to this watery grave, restricted to the womb
I'm the sole product of your malevolent foreplay of doom
Innocence has no bearing, quiet embryo, child of will and might
Judge, jury, executioner, murder, what gives you the right?

Encompassed in my conscious purgatory, I lie and dolefully wait
Committing mental suicide, your wisdom is a pearl of hate
I'm a saddened babe in the woods, hell is all I see
Mixed-up emotions, project:termination, you will soon betray me.

Silent in my solitary confinement, I await the axe to fall
Cast away and unwanted like a living, breathing human doll
The hideous monster creeps slowly into my darkened doorway
Extraction on the rise, nothing can I do or likewise say.

My small, disfigured body is mangled beyond recognition
Malformed and torn, love's little package, life's new addition
Heaving my last sigh, I let out my final silent scream
To be unheard, falling upon deaf ears, no this is not a dream.

(pre-chorus)

Who gave you the divine right to kill?
Or does it just give you a twisted thrill?

(Chorus)

Brutal Water Burial