A little songbird
Once so innocent and free
Now lost, lone, wings clipped
Trudging through the wind and snow
A desolate, ice-locked land

I fell in love with Lust
with his beady greedy eyes
those wandering hands
such a haughty smirk
each scratch and bite, inviting
as he stole each selfish kiss
I fell deeper into his arms
the lack of emotion, and superficial charm.
I was twisted around callous fingers
Each meeting an adventure.
Each encounter so exciting.
The perfect romance.

But when Lust fell in love with me…
it was boring, he was too sweet
Too kind, too predictable.
I craved something else,
You might say, I became  Lust
and then found myself another love.

My voice is raw
My heart in tatters

                     Yet when I'm hurting
                      It never matters
                                                      
  ­                                               I guess i struck out
                                                 No more useless batters

Mother?
More like child

                     She "raised us well"
                     But we're still wild

                                                 We're not normal
                                                 We aren't mild

She blames me
But, nothing I've done

                    I'm just a ***** up
                    I've never won

                                               Lord please once
                                               Let me be the favored one

Dear twin,
I know you've been going struggles from without and within
but we all go through pain
it's what balances the sun with the rain
Your an amazing person
you have so much to give the world
I'd hate to see you waste that potential on some ******* who didn't know how to treat a girl.
I'm not saying I'm better in fact i know I've done worse
but it breaks my heart to know it's you that's so horribly cursed
Your my twin and I'll stick by you to the end
You've gone through some **** before.
Now rise like the dark knight sis, your superhero story begins.

Hello
I am the rock that was thrown at your window
waking you from your dreams
of the boy who threw me