Baby Baby blue
lacy Lingerie
and a rose of red.
the lingerie is stained
and the rose is just
a hole in your head
The once pink petals on
the floor are wilted,
none left on the bed
Everything is dry,
Like sandpaper
not a tear was shed.

Your Love
it is the equivalent
of hate.

Your Hate
it is the equivalent
of a ******.

Your Anger
it is the equivalent
of lust.

so scratch me
bite me
rake your nails down my back.

and then moan
cry out
your legs are shaking.

Maybe I'll bruise you
whip you
and make you beg for mercy.

Don't get me wrong...
I love you.
Need you.
Want you.
I will never let you go.

You cannot escape me
You will not escape me
You shouldn't want to...

I Love how you make feel
And how I make you feel
Scared.
Abused.
Loved.
Hated.
Needed.
Wanted.
Used.

So say my name,
And I'll never let you leave.

Don't swear to God,
he never asked you.
don't you know you
look like a fool?

Jesus Christ, you're
so **** cold
to drive a knife
right through my skull.

Don't leave me alone
in the dark.

.                
                 It Is For Fools
                       .~~~.
             And I Am A fool

and


I


know


The


Truth...
you ******* Lied To Me

I'm Sitting here, Waiting...

For what?

For you, silly.

What are you wearing?

You'll have to find out when you get here, baby.

Come on, give me something to work with?

Sorry.... You have to come to see for yourself.

They say to
A;ways
;ove yourse;f,
but to do that,
you must ;earn that you are enough.
but what if I am not enough?
What if No one ever ;oves me?
What if?
What if?
What if I am never enough?
Numquam satis

Never Enough

Numquam satis

Never Enough.

White, they say
is a mixture of every
single
color.

but still represents a void

Black, they say
is a mixture of every
single
nightmare.

and their name is nothing.

I sit alone up here,
alone with all my fear.
I have no place to go
heavy winds decide to blow.
I can't face them,
the shadows of my mind
I won't face them,
I would rather hide.

I sit alone in a white room,
alone with misery.
we'd no longer be alone
if you give us your company.
this room is bland
like my thoughts
decorations nonexistent,
like my smile.

I guess I'll be here,
For a while.

A man,
      and also a woman
they stand.
   on the edge of
the world.
      they look not down,
but in
   each other's eyes
for the
      blackness
is too much to stare towards
   they do not realize
that it
      is nothing to behold
compared to
   the darkness in
their partner's soul.
      they tell each other
that they will be
   in love
forever.
      alas, the
pit, it swallows
   them up.
From the inside out
      until they
are nothing but darkness
    and misery.

  There was once,
a man,
  and also a woman.
their love
   was forged from
hate
   the dark bonds
that bound them
   never broke
but
    constricted
until they could not breathe.
   and they
were forced
   to look onto
the darkness that was,
   the soul of their lover.
driven to
   madness
the lovers, bound together,
   closed
their
      eyes


   And jumped

      Plummeted

         fell...


              ... into death

The Fighter
Blade of shining steel,
Heart of pure gold.
He always does,
What he is told.

Blood now shed,
Heart now broke.
The Fighter knows,
His life is a joke.

So he writes a note,
saying good-bye.
That it was time for him,
To learn how to fly.

a magical creature, not quite man,
leads me behind a waterfall.
holding my hand securely

a world of the obscure is revealed to me,
as a butterfly lands softly on my forehead
fluttering away when I move

hazy days roll in the meadows beyond the easter horizon
a nonstop stream of harmonious angel song.
as we lay together in paradise.

but not out loud, and in my head,
it dies away slowly,
until only silence remains

as I find myself alone and lost
in a forest of tangled branches and rotten fruit.
you left me and took paradise with you.

where did you go, my lovely?
were you only an incubus
taking my honour before leaving me in hell?

Somnum



Somnum



Somnum

I'm falling down the rabbit hole,
bookshelves and cupboards running.
I'm in a Beatles song with
Orange marmalade skies, stunning.
tumbling wonders dropping latitude,
sticks and dry leaves tunneling
~
Paint the white roses red,
never waking from this dread.
Flying origami cranes
made of out-dated MAPS.
before I know it, the fall down the Rabbit hole is over,
And I call out to go back.

I hate
   push-up bras

I hate
      the dress I was wearing
that night

I hate
         the sick look in your eys
your smile
  your words

I hate
            You
                your kin
                   your friends

I hate
that
  you
   thought
    you
     could
      take
       advantage
         of
           me.

And my body.

my soul.

my sexuality.

my gender.

my life.

You should not have

     F O R C E D

   yourself onto me.

YOU ARE A COWARD

And I hate you