Freedom, something we all desire.
Such a perfect idea, spread your wings and fly.
Run through an endless forest just because you can.
Swim in any ocean and enjoy life, no-one can stop you.
Light a fire at midnight and feel its warmth, observe it's friendly glow.
Go for a walk and watch the sun rise, breathe in the morning air.
Lie on a beach at night and look into the sky , be enlightened by billions of stars .
Freedom, something we all desire, something beautiful that we can all acheive.
True liberty can be yours, you just have to believe.

A bullet speed impact,
Down he goes,
Death approaching.

A tiny glow,
Surrounded by the dark night,
A minuscule light,
Flying in the garden for all night watchers to see,
An illuminated creation of beautiful nature,
It's a warm summer night,
And a lone firefly is the star of the show,
Dancing in the dark all alone.

All these political ideas,
Some good and some bad,
Everything is just one big matter of opinion,
A matter of opposition,
Debate,
Chaos and war should cease,
But some powerful leaders use both as an attempt to find peace,
Or not,
To me they seem confused,
Bemused,
Could it be that these madmen want absolute power?
Of course it does,
Government is just oppressive.


When will the madness end?
And the killing?
The war?
The slavery of women and children?
The making of ******?
When will the government stop causing pain?


I don't mean to pry Mister Prime Minister but how many promises do you keep?
Under your rule how many children weep every day?
How much blood is spilled for the governments sake?
How many war confused sailors drown in the sea?
Afganistan's going down well don't you think?
Hows Osama?
Seen much of him recently?
Could it be that you know nothing?
I'm starting to think that your not fit for this role.


I have some demmands mister useless Prime Minister man,
Do something about this decaying world instead of letting it rot!
Do something to help!
You shouldn't need a teenage anarchist poet to tell you that,
Now do your job,
Get up off your **** and motivate the rest of you liberal politician *****!
Rant over.

Heart frozen,
Mind broken,
Soul stolen,
Agony in the open,
A life suffering for others.

Unbearable fear,
Scared every day,
Scared every month,
Every year,
Scared every second of my worthless existence,
Scared for other peoples wellbeing,
Scared of losing those that I hold dear,
Scared of being left alone for the rest of my years,
Sat in my cell of darkness,
Drowning in my own tears.

Chained up,
Locked away,
Kept in the dark,
Self esteem torn apart,
On fire!
Burning in my prison,
Starving flames adding to this pain,
This is how I feel,
This is my daily torture,
And I am my own executioner.

My reflection provokes me,
Chokes me,
I'm ugly!
Which ******* invented the mirror?!
I might as well be dead,
What could Emz possibly see in me?
I know what I see,
And sometimes I want to gouge my own eyes out,
I'm a freak and I can't stand it!
I sentenced myself to a miserable life because I dispise myself,
Only Emily can keep me alive,
She's the only one that can breathe life into me,
She's the only one that can set me free,
Please! Please help me!!
Set me free from this prison of self loathing!
I hate it more than I hate myself.

Despair, Implied in every single line I write.
But to some I'm the only source of spiritual light.
I assisst the depressed, the repressed, those feeling distressed.
I tidy the clutter, I clean up the mess, I help people out of the gutter.
I simply help those that deserve it, pain shared.
Innocent minds rescued, repaired.
Stopping the darkness from seeing your scared.
You're a fire, an angry flare, beware of burning up.

Voices in your head, telling you to give up.
But dont, keep fighting!
A war is being fought, angels on our side, demons against us.
Just remember that you're not alone, that every morning brings a chance at victory.
Every day gives  gives you a chance to find new hope, you could make history.
Listen to the light, it can help.

You were taken,
Stolen,
You're gone forever,
Never to breathe life again,
Taken away for someone's sick pleasure,
Lying in a shallow grave,
It's so sad that you couldn't be saved.

The second victim,
Locked in the barn,
Trapped in the dark,
Stabbed in the heart,
Dying on the floor  as she cried out,
But nobody heard her,
Now she's stuffed in a freezer with her insides cut out of her,
It's such a shame that nobody could save her.

Third victim,
The captive now has serial killer status,
Disgusting pride in that freaks cold eyes,
First he stopped her breathing,
Resuscitated her,
Then proceeded with beatings,
Causing painful internal bleeding,
Just think of the demonic laughter the poor girl was hearing,
The last thing she ever heard.

Fourth victim,
I think you get the picture.