Battered

She wanted someone To dance with But all she got Were two bruised feet -Kel Dayheart

Control

I feel your hands Around my neck Like a choke collar -Kel Dayheart

I put the shutters down In my mind And hope to weather The storm I see you brewing -Kel Dayheart

Drained of you

I wish I could sing you a lullaby So you could close your tired eyes And rest for once -Kel Dayheart

Women all the same Want a ring But some unfortunate ones Find themselves wrung instead -Kel Dayheart

Weaving together in sound waves To create a harmony We can be proud of -Kel Dayheart

Love cannot be rushed For it can go horribly, Horribly wrong dear

Maybe I am Too old For a kiss To weigh As much as It does But I doubt That will Ever change -Kel Dayheart

I refuse to let you Dictate my thoughts You left You don't have any right To me anymore Maybe you never did -Kel Dayheart