Summoning a regenerating bubble, So my path it may protect. May any shadowed projections, Be kept from me and contained.
Any negative energy aimed my way, Is only directed straight to yourself. So, be safe when you think of me, Only thoughts filled with love instead.
I am the spider who weaves quietly, I am the raven who holds the pen. I am the bird who flies freely, An impenetrable bubble protects this space.
May this bubble continue to regenerate, As it surrounds me with flaming light. May the Sun keep me protected and safe, While I remain connected to my guide.
As you unfold your petals You feel one of your thorns It stings, cuts and burns, So sharp you start to drip blood Soon you must center yourself Realize you’re not your thorns Relax and take a deep breath Remember to stay above The petals are red and bright They’re huge, soft and strong Possessing an unforgettable scent Inspiring feelings of love and awe The caretaker who planted you Is wise, gentle, and a bit worn Like a gentle observant grandfather Established in his golden throne He caters to you with gentle care Prays with you at every dawn Soon you have many stems You thrive in his dedicated love There are so many petals Bringing youth to his soul It’s a beautiful love story The caretaker and his rose.
Honor the truth Light guides the path Torch to never extinct Fear is allowed to pass Guidance always clear Some others cannot see What lies deep inside you Wisdom for you to keep Peace lies in consciousness Love is guiding the way Darkness sometimes creeps in But never allowed to stay.
Be still and look into my eyes, While my nails dig through your heart. This is what you get for betraying me, Oh, please, don’t look at me like that.
I warned you when you first met me, That my love can be raw and pure. Why did you play games with me then? Look at you now getting torn up like a fool.
Before I finish taking your heart out, I really must confess. I’m enjoying how much blood is gushing out, Wait, don’t fall asleep just yet!
Remember when you choked me, The threats and the many slaps? What about the head concussions? I surely remember all of that.
Crap, your bleeding like crazy, It’s going to get on my heels. Don’t die just yet though, Because I am enjoying the thrill.
Of getting my justice, After so many years. So much pain experienced, So many tears.
I’m doing the world a favor, By taking you out. Protect the safe men instead, Take out the clowns.
See, I really loved you, Even throughout the hits. I’m over it now and seek closure, Give me your heart, I’ll start with this.