April 2012
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Bodybag
I’m so glad you’re here, I only ever had this chance in my dreams, And every time I hear your name my broken, torn heart screams, And every time you come online a smile creeps on my face, But now I’m glad that you’ve put me in my place. Your cruel attempts to make me cry make me scream and wonder why, I adore every word you say, even when you yell at me to go away, Your vicious lies leave me so...
Apr 13th
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The World Looks So Much Better When I'm High
(Parody of Nena - 99 Red Balloons) You and I in a little drug shop, Buy a bag of Weed and a packet of Hops, A dozen pills of Ecstasy, And as many Shrooms as I can eat, “No need for tin-foil – I’ve got my own, Scattered ‘round my shit-hole home”, I went through rehab, at least I try, The world looks so much better when I’m high. “Sterile syringe?” “No I’m fine, I’ll use the one on the floor just...
Apr 13th
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Only
Stranded, bludgeoned by words, You’d hurt me, lying to compensate for lying, I’ll work you out one day. I learnt every time to forgive you, Debating my mind into loving, I’ll win the fight one day. Suffered, and suffering longer and harder, Each time I would dream it meant nothing, When I then lost, I found nothing. Told myself, I could handle the deafening, The blinding, and stabbing of harsh...
Apr 13th
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Stem
Smiling at the flowers, weaving stems within the Earth, Their petals float like Mercury, absorbing air and dirt, The greenery here breathes, each footstep, every sound, And the leaves clutch to the walls, their roots breaking from the ground, Their pollen - just a mystery, the bees are all shut out, Kept like a factory hen, sat cramped in a small greenhouse, The sunlight burns and fades them, the...
Apr 13th
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Never Enough
I’m an artist who’s only deemed alive when I’m dead, I’m a plant, I’m a tree, Shakespeare’s second best bed, I’m an unwanted gift, I’m a box full of air, I’m a victim to scissors, a bundle of hair. I’m a patient donkey covered in spilt ice cream, I’m a princess too ugly to become a queen, I’m an elephant made to perform for a crowd, I’m a bear, chained, dancing and singing out loud. I’m a rhino...
Apr 13th
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Kissing Demons
He doesn’t love her, if he did, would he lie? Would he give her trouble? Any reason to cry? Would he hurt her so cruelly? Would he speak, hostile and cold? Would he promise her tears instead of diamonds and gold? Would he flirt and meet girls who he’d phone all the time? Ignore her when she’s lonely? Make her sad when she’s fine? Would he keep secrets? Betray her? Sooner be with his friends? Would...
Apr 11th
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Let
All I want is an apology, remorse earns true respect, I can’t cope with more disappointment, and nobody else to let. Though I myself am no oil painting, and I’m not too great in bed, But I have nightmares, tripping to the ward, and monsters in my head, I remember seeing clowns, it was okay, they fitted in, With my fantastical persona, they could overpower him, Unlike me, though I do try, he’ll...
Apr 11th
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I Have A Dream
I have a dream that the world was safe, We’d be proud to be the human race, If no-one steals and no-one lies, There’d be no need for cops or spies. Where all the blacks and all the whites, Could be friends and could unite, A world where no-one really cares, About your looks or the clothes you wear. Where every person on the street, Gets a job and gets back on their feet, Where there’s...
Apr 11th
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I Don't Like Orgies
Parody of The Boomtown Rats - I Don’t Like Mondays (Just a bit of fun) There’s a dating website for the sick and strange, where I unfortunately met, A pair of elderly swingers, who groomed me over the internet, They told me that they were younger, and I was broke and desperate, They even promised they’d pay, so I said OK, but now I feel so ashamed… Tell me why, I don’t like orgies, Tell...
Apr 11th
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Electric Chair
They all wait, and can’t help but stare, At the maniac sitting in the electric chair, His whole body shaking, his eyes are wild, He looks so helpless, just like a child. The victims’ family glare with evil eyes, The man who even his family despise, He just looks ahead looking so lost, But he knew what he did would eventually cost. It cost him his family, his friends and his life, He wishes that he...
Apr 11th
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Eaten By The Night
The world is slowly eating, all that’s living left inside, Deep down there is now nothing, but torn feelings to hide, No tissue and no organ, no sacred heart to burn, No lectures and no carers, and no lessons left to learn, If I never get to escape, if I never break away, Tomorrow my opinion might have changed since yesterday, I see the nights are feeding, and the days are growing thin, If all...
Apr 11th
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poeticpeaceofmind asked: I love your poem "curious", very beautiful. This just made my day
Apr 11th
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Curious
I never told my parents, but everybody knew, There was nowhere I could turn, and nothing left that I could do, I’d see a pretty girl in town, and die a bit inside, While desperately trying, increasingly failing to hide, This lie, this truth, whatever it is, it’s clear in black and white, People speak about me, laugh at my breasts and honestly, they’re right, It’s me who spent time running, while...
Apr 11th
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Death is Not Glamorous
She stares at ripples of water pass by, Thinks of her mangled body flow in with the tide. Her final last words: “Hold your head up with pride, Now that you have driven me to suicide”. Lungs full of water, a river stained red, A young life lost, cos of something you said. Her sweet eyes glaze over, her hair full of mud, Her body floats by, surrounded by blood. She swims with the fish, her heart...
Apr 11th
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Blood and Marriage
I’ve been deafened by the same bells that married us, The sun shone on my ring and blinded me forever, Moths weaved through my dress while I was still clutching the flowers, That petals swam off of, as I chucked it behind, The buffet’s gone stale now, digested or left, The plastic horseshoes have snapped like leaves on a clover, That cake tasted awful, but none was left in the end, My garter slid...
Apr 11th
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All Good Things
The way that wrapping paper hugs a cardboard box, The way a ribbon blows with the breeze, The way tape twists and entangles itself, That’s the way I felt. The way that a pillow moulds to a head, The way that a duvet smothers a bed, The way that a curtain meets and enfolds, The way that a blanket keeps out the cold. The way that a new-born puppy stares, The way that you know a kitten cares, The...
Apr 11th
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Wilt
How long cruel hours seem to fill, as drops slip down the window pane, While clinging to the window sill, merging into air and back again, The lakes and oceans pierce the sky, with harsh, cold greyness while I wait, Slow minutes seem to saunter by, for every second that you’re late, The twisted road daunts on and sneers, each time I peer around the bends, I must have counted, dulled by...
Apr 11th
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Elope
Our broken minds mend shattered hearts, Swimming soft around with knives and darts, Float powerless amongst washed-out debris, Of all that once survived of you and me, Our collective life, stuck, anchored down, The crisp, clean whiteness, goldens brown. Smiling dreams, eloped hands wash ashore, Though hands can hit and smiles can fall, In the vast distance, through the setting sun, Silhouettes of...
Apr 11th
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