Now

Through shaky hands and tear blurred eyes,
This calm demeanor is my disguise .
Shattered hopes invade my soul,
Missing what has made me whole.
As I am from birth to death,
Now the I love you on final breath.
To reach my arms up to the clouds,
And be shot down to underground.
Punished for my sins and woes,
The pain and horror never show.
In my life and final vows,
Forever ends at this Now.


Christina Gleason

Distorted Dreaming Lullaby 

Seeming Shapeless Shadows Forming
Fire Flickers Faster Warning
Never Nearing Neighbors Showing
Tripping Towers Tip Towards Going
Any All And Absence Favored
Bile Brittle Bones Been Savored
Voices Veiling Violent Fury
Clanging Clocks Click Clever Duty  
Waking Wonders Woeful Ringing
Villains Vexing Voiceless Singing
Drunken Devils Do Damned Workings
Mingling Mighty Masters Lurking
Priceless Pride Prowls Pricking Thorn
Recent Restless Ringing Morn

Now My Morning Breaks And By And By 
Ripped From A Distorted Dreaming Lullaby


Christina Gleason

Searching Soulmate

Excuse me Sir, I have seem to have misplaced someone...
Has he been around here?

Oh, no Sir, he has no name.
  You do not seem to understand.
    You can not call out to him...
      He can not answer.

Oh, no Sir, he has no face.
  You do not seem to understand.
    You cannot search out for him...
      He can not fit any description.

Oh, no Sir, he has no being.
  You do not seem to understand.
    You cannot see him...
      He is a figment of your imagination.

Oh, yes Sir!  He is a real man!
  Maybe I can help you understand.
   You will never hear of him, though you know him
     He is Soulmate.

He is my heart, my lungs, my brain...
He is my word, my write, my song...
He is my past, my present, my future...

So Sir, if you know his presence here, ask him home
He is very much missed.
Tell him I am Searching Soulmate   

Christina Gleason                


                                        Candlelight Thoughts                    

One fleeting moment in a flame's life 
That is blown to a peak of fiery passion 
And with the exhaustion of keeping the flame high
Is shot down to the oozing wax 
That descends the slick frame of a candle
That cools in a pool of former ecstasy
                                                       A thought of a moment of pleasure                      
That has since left its fiery hands
Understanding the fever of a quickened pulse
And the comfort of the arms of a friend
The memory cools with the wax
That shapes its body around the base of a candle
Therefore always lingering 
With the thought of that fleeting moment
That is now immortalized in the memory
Of a dying flame 

Christina Gleason

































Let it Alone

I'm not looking for your sympathy
Or a shoulder to cry on
Don't shake your head
And whisper about me
"Poor girl"

It was my decision
It's nothing earth shattering
I brought it about
I'm not sorry
Why should you be?

I'm just blowing off steam for now
I've cried a few tears
I've wished and hoped
Wishes don't come true
I never expected that

It keeps us going
Nothing constructive
It's sort of funny
A society that believes in magic
And finds religion confusing

There's a million people who feel
like this
RIGHT now
And they'll survive
So will I
I'm strong, I think






























If I need help, I'll ask
Don't worry about me
Everything passes
My problems are insignificant
Think about something worthwhile

I'm just looking for an end 
Or a break in this monotony
Love is hard, hate isn't
I guess I'm taking the easy way out
I'm sorry if it ends up on you

I'm stuck in these thoughts 
I'm off in my own little world
It's a lot easier there
I'm coming back
I just need some time

I'm not leaving
I don't want isolation
I just want to forget
No worries, Hakuna Matata
The silly things we remember

Every cloud has its silver lining
I'm slinking along my cloud 
I'm watching and listening
Grey turns to silver so inaudibly
I wouldn't want to miss my chance