Crystal white, ice cold,
I'm blood hot
Running bold
Mistress sweet calls once again
To quench the fire within my brain
Crystal white, vice hold
My Blood forgot
Ice cold
Mistress heats the only pain
That builds the fire within my brain
Kissed the night, twice old
Blood clots
The cards fold
Mistress cheat pulls on the chain
The funeral pyre within my brain
Pistol fight, price told
Bloodied shot
running cold
terror street screams once again
The voice of ghosts of Mistress slain.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
Gotta take a ‘selfie’ before I’m outta bed
Mum calls me down for breaky - Open Facebook up instead
My sister dobs me in – I tell her to take a hike
Quick up load the photo, and hope I getta ‘like’.
Gotta take a ‘selfie’, gotta getta ‘like’
Dad says it isn’t healthy, my sister says I’m ‘psych’
Take my Ipad into class, gotta get the high score
English teachers raving – But poetry’s a bore
She catches me on ‘chat room’ and takes away my phone
Beg my friend for last year’s modal, I gotta getta loan.
Gotta take a ‘selfie’, gotta getta ‘like’
Dad says I should get healthy- I take a gopro on my bike
Grumble to my parents – Life just isn’t fair
I haven’t got my Iphone and no one wants to share
Mum doesn’t want to hear it, she has no sympathy
Just as well there’s X-box, and by Mp3
Gotta take a ‘selfie’, gotta getta ‘like’
Don’t tell me to think healthy, I think my brain’s on strike.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 7:32 PM UTC
All morning I lie in my bed
Aware of my dread for the day ahead
Maybe if I close my eyes and fall asleep
will the day be lead away unsaid
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC