Baddbaddgirl
tufty's cake

I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none

There were sounds in my head
LIttle voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should

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Cracked

I perched upon a shaky wall
and pondered briefly, should I fall
the protective membrane around my heart
would surely shatter all apart.
and all the kings horses and all the kings men
would never piece me back together again.
I quickly peeked over the edge
and jumped from the safety of my ledge.
Motionless, lying brokenly
the pieces, all thats left of me.

Couldn't resist posting this. I wrote it February 19, 1984. I was just 16.


Ive given up
my silly ways
of getting your attention.
Im growing up
more every day
and I'm begging for your attention.

Im long past dolls
and puppy love
Im long past all those things.
Im giving up
these iron bonds
Im ready for my wings.

Im long past all those
"school girl dreams"

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Some of these aren't so great. Keep in mind I wrote this and a few others of these when I was 16.


Blank

Those angry eyes
of love, defines.
And heated speech
of love beseech.
Common motion,
a new commotion.
we softly move,
into a groove.
whispered nights,
passion heights.
The silence grows
but, only shows.
we run to touch
or, just as much.
our soft desire

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Portraits

Those vacant eyes,
unseeing blue.
Like calming seas,
or morning dew.

The cold, dark earth,
a brand-new grave.
The too-blank face,
of silent, brave.

You couldn't have known,
that he would go.
Severed roses
never grown.