Sunshine caresses graves all day,
It does'nt make a difference,
But it does, to them.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
Every moment, every ion of time spent,
Apart.
Is torture to the soul torn in two
Away;
From it's vital element.
Every lone, Precious ray of light that
Falls,
Is beauty encased, eternal, fragile and
Fleeting.
Those eyes, the door to my heart and mind my
Bane.
Of a beauty so Sincere and Perfect, yet
Flawed.
A desire and passion so Violent and masochistic it
Consumes.
A love, all encompassed, Obsessive, Jealous
But.
Understood.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 4:12 AM UTC
It's okay,
If youre keeping the tears at bay,
It's okay,
To feel betrayed,
It's okay,
If you want to ask him why,
It's okay,
If you can't keep it inside,
It's okay,
If your mind's wandering into the empty milky way,
Its okay,
If the mountains echo with your cries,
But it's not okay,
To be okay with it.
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 6:56 AM UTC
There is something between us
Something which is indefinable and inexplicable.
Something unimaginable and something just so fantastic that it can't be defined or even
Written down.
therefore...
Here I stop
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
'Oh what a beautiful picture!'
' Oh what a beautiful girl in it!'
'Oh yes, a beautiful picture!'
'Oh what do you about the girl in it?'
Her eyes betray her ancient grief,
A new shelter every week; with no
home in between,
Her smile wide, hiding her fears her
minds been so with preocupied
Would he come in tonight?
Her cheeks flushed, shamed to be
anoeroxic,
Afterall, no one likes less than a
perfect ***** to be with,
Her makeup fresh, her scar invisible
underneath it,
Should have never accepted all those
hits and kicks to begin with,
Her shoulders back; they hurt,
Her bump showing; eight months to
go and she does'nt even know it.
'Oh yes a beautiful picture!'
'Oh what a broken girl in it!'
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 1:41 PM UTC
You asked for anything,
I gave you everything instead,
You asked for just a tissue,
I gave you my favourite hanky instead,
When I asked for anything,
You gave me nothing instead,
I gave you more than my infinity,
You gave me nothing more than lies instead.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 7:15 AM UTC
She frowned,
She swallowed,
She feared,
She panicked,
She needed,
She tensed,
She ******
She screamed,
She flinched,
She cried,
She cursed,
She panted,
She waited,
She squinted,
She pleaded,
She thwarted,
She cracked,
She wailed,
She yelled,
she stuttered,
She fussed,
She wobbled,
She tripped ,
She whispered,
"I'm never getting waxed again".
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
You're too fat
You're too tall
You're not the fairest of them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
You're a geek
You're too dark
You're not the fairest of them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why can't I be pretty like them all?
You're worthless
Not good enough
You can't be pretty like them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why can't I be clean like them all?
You're a cutter
A stupid b*tch
You can't be clean like them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Is there a reason to stay at all?
You're family hates you
You have no friends
There is no reason to stay at all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
I'm a gonner watch me fall
You deserve it
You're life is gone
You're a gonner hope you fall
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Have you seen my girl at all?
I watched her crumble
I watched her fall
Your girl is gone
All because of the mirror on the wall
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
They call it war of peace,
Yet the pebbles on the road shudder with violence,
They call it war of solutions,
Yet people are running out of options,
Less a neighbourhood everyday,
Less a family every hour,
The call it the war for second chances,
Yet the brushes of bruises never dissapear,
They call it a war of retribution,
Yet this is nothing but false accusation,
They call it a war of victory,
Yet time is drowning in misery,
They call it war of overcoming fears,
Yet dread thickens our atmosphere;
nightmare, now inevitable future,
They call it a war for another sunrise,
Yet the blood on lillies seems to thicken,
They call it a war of success,
Oh please; tell that to the oppressed
Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 8:02 AM UTC