.:: Myra king ::.
LOCATION:
Laguna Niguel, CA
AFFILIATIONS:
Creative Rhythms & Electronic Planet
At
the window and waited...
She
found a cool breeze calling to her soul
She
let it out real slow.
The
warm feeling started, first in her toes
It
crept all the way up and tickled her nose
It
tickled and tickled until her hair caught on fire
She
finally sneezed and a little devil sprung forth
This
devil was once very large,
To torture
her good heart
With
stories of pain and lies of a distance from God.
Now
she knows which story is true
Its
the one where her head lays to rest
In God's
peaceful omnipresent lap
Her
warm heart sleeps in her lover's steady hand
Her
spirit dances to the whistle of the cool breeze that blows
From
the window she opened inside her soul.
M.
King
My
life is returning
To
higher energy
Higher
thinking
Yes
my life has returned to higher energy
Higher
thinking
I
am awake again
A
higher state of being
M.
King
I
can hear my own
Voice
in the crackle
Of
the wind
I
see my own mind in the leaf
That
tumbles
Down
the path before me,
Which
speakes to me in the language of reflection
In
silent brilliance
This
is the tongue
Of
god
She
sells me her secrets
For
love
This
is how she heals
My
wounds
This
is how she gives her light in the darkness of creation.
M.
King
Cant
you see
I'm
not looking the other way
I
am trapped on the floor
Lost
in my own games
Inside
I CRY OUT
But
of course you cant hear me
I
wish you were INSIDE
In
here with me
I'm
crawling around
Like
I have been for years
Locked
in a cage
Of
my own design
M.
King
Always
using all my strength wondering if if I will make it through the next
breath
I take always in a struggle to find a way out of this deep worry I am
always
re-embedded in...always using all my strength to make it through the
next
step, to take the next breath always in a struggle to find some way out
of
this deep worry I always find myself re-embedded in... I survive as I
drink
from
the sun above but a part of me is always dying I cannot help but hear
everyone
around crumbling to pieces lacking either the knowledge the courage
or
even the strength to even scream in behalf of their tormented, defeated,
broken
souls lost in this world of pain I engineer my mind and my heart
guided
by the warmth and genius of my soul I build bridges to freedom some
fall
and some stand the cycle goes on as I'm always using all my strength to
make
it through the next step to take the next breath always bleeding always
struggling
to find the answers to this deep worry, to find freedom through
this
cycle I RISE building this bridge to heaven.
M.
King
I
am silent in this chaos
I
love you but wont show my face
I
was hoping you would come
Closer
A
soldier of me is sleeping
Next
to you
See
you in heaven if I make it
Past
myself
So
tied up and twisted
See
you in love if I make it to my finish line
I
lose to myself again
So
I will wait here
Like
an angel lost
I
will not go on without you
Like
an ignorant child
I
fail to know
It
is me I cannot go on without
M.
King
I'm
looking for your ear
I
cant seem to find it anywhere
You
say it is there
My
voice is tired, so maybe it cant
Reach
you, my voice is tangled
With
the silence, tangled in a
Tapestry
I'm
stuck in the lost and found
You
say I confuse you
I
see you everywhere and
I
know how to come to your
Rescue...
If
I could get out of here
Your
love could free me
If
you were only sure what love was, if you were only sure
How
to show it to me
If
you were only sure to let it go
So
it could run to me
M.
King
Here
I go again
Through
the colors I spin
In
every direction and back
So
dizzy I cant see
In
this illusion of being free (my mind)
I
can dance until the sun rises
And
beyond
But
I fail to walk
And
do not have the life to crawl
M.
King
Drugs
are
keeping my mind
Round
and round I am trapped
Floating
and feeling free
Losing
myself in the lostness
Losing
myself in the confusion of you
I
cant be there for myself
When
I cant find you
And
I cant be there for you
When
I cant find myself
M.
King
Here
I am in the same place
Trying
to put my pieces of you together
Worshipping
you in your beauty
And
hating you in your wrath
I
hate you for leading me into this darkness, but maybe you cant help it
That
is where you live
I
had a dream I was taking you higher
Giving
you warmth where you were consumed by death
You
cried in my arms
And
revealed the truth of your
Hell,
I held you so tightly
With
the strength of my heart and said
"For
you I will be here"
You
told me the same but your heart
Was
not alive
You
chose to stay lost in your blackness
Wickedness
Addicted
to your crown and jewels you are
The
King of the alone and misunderstood
You
are the KING of yourself
The
almighty ruler
Of
your self inflicted hell.
M.
King
I
thought, out of myself I had built
An
angel
But
when I looked into the mirror
All
I could see was a pig
"BUT
I TRIED SO HARD!" I cried
Then
I saw
I
was a pig with wings
M.
King
Looking
for heaven
She
walked into the shed
Looking
for tools to build
She
was looking for him...
She
found his heart on the floor
And
put it in her pocket
She
found his love stuck to the bottom of her shoe
She
picked it off
And
ate it
M.
King
