Dark girl so filled with strife
Dark Dark girl she'll take your life
Dark girl stay for a while
Dark Dark girl she makes me smile
Dark girl she shows no fear
Dark Dark girl is always near
Dark girl wont see her cry
Dark Dark girl just wants to die

But Dark girl lives in the dark
so you don't see her painful mark

Dark Dark girl may never know
just how much the light can show

Day by day the beauty of darkness
all around multiplies and blooms
into a flower of treasure by which I fill
my trove at the time when I hate to see
the day light and love to pass my time
under spell of bitter rapture and swim
with delight when, without sound I weep
in ecstasy I recall your cold face when I see
emptiness engulfs me and nothing I get to fill my void
but this lovely darkness and your shrug silently to ruminate.

I hate myself for being so rude
I hate myself for watching them ****
I hate myself for crying alone in the dark
I hate myself that i did not made any one to notice my bark
I hate myself for my frantic work
I hate myself for being called defected, outdated, and ****
I hate myself for distracting the attention
I hate myself for always getting detention
I hate myself for not smiling in my life ever
I hate myself for being so dumb and useless forever.
I hate myself for the manner-less things that I've done
I hate myself because I'm loved by none
I hate myself for losing myself in reading mysteries
I hate myself for not having my name in the book of histories
I hate myself for always over thinking on everything
I hate myself for refraining my thinking
I hate myself for living life stridently
I hate myself for living only in my nightmares particularly
I hate myself for the nobbling
I hate myself for my killing
I hate myself for all the pain that I've caused you dad
I hate myself as your 'daughter' was the poison of the home
I hate myself for everything
I hate myself as I let the stressful wail to sing.

I can hear what you do because I have ears.
I can see what you whisper because I have eyes.
I can smell what you conceal because I have a nose.
I can taste what you offer because I have a tongue.
I can feel what you pretend because I have skin.

I have also a brain that tells me what is not what.
I have also a heart that loves that hates of it's own.

Why to explain if you are, who you are and how you are?
Look at me I don't explain yet you know who I am and how I am.

Brutality in truth

my lips are on guard

protecting intuitively both

the soft and the hard



Behind silver bars

the hoops cold and round

I find liberty here

beyond unmoving sound



Caged freedom is red

my lips need to seek

the piercings remind me--

think and if need be, speak
(J.B.)