"What is left if you
don’t want to live inside the
skin that makes you sick?”

Baby sees a star
Makes a wish, hands clenched, eyes shine
Yes, dreams do come true.

falling in love with you was like making tea on a hot summer day; useless but kinda okay because tea makes everything better.

you were like a massive piece of cake that was drizzled with arsenic because once someone could peel away the poisonous parts you were pretty **** tasty.

you didn't understand my disorders and I helped you with yours, and that's the worst.

**** Emma. really, **** Emma because she's the one who got you addicted.

you're a *** addict and a drug addict and I do not want you and I do not need you and I do not love you.

but I miss you.

They thought I was an easy
target, that they could corrupt
me, trap me in my body with
out my own will and control.

But little did they know that
there are things that should
not be tampered with, ageless
a forever soul. They wished to
make me a puppet to use this
body like a coat, but mine
didn't fit so ill wear there's
all the way from hell.

I hear them screaming with in,
hell was a playground compered
to what is about to begin. I tear
not there darkness but I mix in
a little of ageless soul. now there
screams like a banshee pain untold.

Demons and angels are but children
in a playground, there are things
older than time, eternal life older
than souls, now those that were
after a husk a play thing who
thought me a joke.

Now eternal guests, hand prints
on my flesh, for they are Prisoners
condemned to all existence, or
till there darkness is consumed
by my ageless soul...

She feels my lips softly kiss upon
her skin, like butterflies soft and
gentle, she feels my breath like there
wings flowing all over her body.

My hands hard, but gentle upon
her, as she feels me envelope her,
I pull her close are skin touches
for a moment a connection that cant be
undone .

Kisses rise up her throat like a
beast I  have bitten her, but it
excites her as she knows no harm
will I do. Are lips mould to each other,
passion fires up stoked by the intensity
of this long kiss.

Breath becomes rapid, hearts beat
felt through each other, nearly as
one. I slip down your throat butterfly
kisses land and take off.

I undress you with my eyes, then with
my gentle touch, as like a petal they fall
to the floor crushed under foot.

I see the beauty which fulfils my
eyes, I climb up you, caressing
with finger tips and butterfly kisses
cascade over your body, as you arch
to the touch.

I embrace your bosoms hands *****,
fingers search every part of your silk
skin, as I lick the tips of your *******
I do gently bite as I **** them between
my lips.

My fingers skim across your chest,
downward to your ***. As I feel you
my fingers caress I feel in your movements
you want me and no one else.

My tongue teases your inner thigh, I
tease you as I look up and see ecstasy
in your eyes. I am buried in your ***, you
taste pure as my tongue finds the spot
that sends electric love though your spine.

I place my self into you, in motion we move
as one, to that place we need to be sweat droplets
of love, deep inside I feel you as we reach ******
and are eyes never leave each others gaze as two
are now one....

I want to be a fish, but not now
long ago, for all where I swim in
unclean its cleaner on the waterless
ground.

I swam near rushing water I thought
it was a stream, but some thing was
off my senses telling me to leave,
it wasn't fresh it was ***** water
flowing out towards me.

Human excrement floating past  me,
as I heard ''they all float down here''
this is filthy nothing that I would want
to eat, as water contaminated I look
above friends floating getting a tan,
no they are dead water starved of the
oxygen that they need to breath.

I swim as fast I can, my fins and tail
exhausted never to go near there any
more, I see a new fish all in black, another
in colours so bright, never have I seen such
strange fish in my habitat.  

They see me coming closer so slow,
but before I know I am in darkness,
and find my self released among others
no where near my home.

They say we are chosen for a colour and
style, I go for a swim but hit a wall then
another, my world now so small I wish
to go back home, no chance of that.

I am in a bag, I see this dry land, then
in to a place that they say is my home.
Take care I hear, feed him well clean that
water as he needs it clean to stay well.

So long has past the fad did fade, where
am I to find food, and I'm swimming in
my own excrement. The world was clear
but now green covers that, as I take my last
breath I wish I wasn't a fish what kind of
life would that be, as I'm feed to the cat.

I am cut a thousand times, words
Slice delicately in to my mind.

But there is no pain, for each knick
Is a paper cut in my memory, scars
Of a good read every now and then .

Remembered words the feeling
Of being there even in word,
Another cut to my mind.

I would be cut a thousand times
For each word, for a good book
Opens the mind. A new story now
Bleeds in to my mind.