I know you have pain,
way deep down inside.
And fear holds you back
from reaching the sky.
But if love won't seem close,
or a call to seem fitting,
Love still, my love,
this world you see bitter.

And I know when you're troubled,
death is one hope,
When you're lost in the voice
in sorrow and shadow--
there's an end now in sight,
and no chorus of angels,
but if you love now, you might
find there are ghostly feathers.

We've all been lost,
at one time or another
In a void with no love,
or a father or brother.
Through the bad and the ugly,
The world just looks rotten,
inside you are screaming
But are not forgotten.

Remember, my love,
forgiveness takes patience.
To learn and to grow
is life's only basis.
And know also, far beyond
this beautiful mirage oasis,
magic waves its wand
with butterfly traces.

And hearts big and small,
with lustering cotton
pick you up when you fall
Or are simply down trodden.
This world you've deemed rogue,
you'll find a feathery angel
like a scene from a Vogue
to cure all of your anger.


Model: me
Photographer: me