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Kerry Mckie Apr 2017
I ran... from what I wanted the most of all.
Kerry Mckie Nov 2018
Scare me with fantasy, take my mind off my reality
Kerry Mckie Apr 2017
Sometimes it's difficult, isn't it? To let go of the perfect illusion.
To stop believing that something so perfect isn't real.
I can't seem to let go even though the story is over.
I always knew the fantasy would end one day,
I just didn't know the ending would be this bittersweet.
Out of all the stories, yours is the one I'd revisit again and again,
Just for another taste of the life I wish I'd had.
Kerry Mckie Jul 2019
Crept out of my room and swept into the night,
Clouds thick in the sky, not a star in sight,
I shouldn't be out, they said you may be here,
Little do they know, that I have no fear
I wandered around looking just for you,
When I finally found you, you knew what to do,
You took me by the hand and then you led me astray,
Then you said "Never again will I let them take you away."
Interpret as you wish. This could have several meanings. :D
Kerry Mckie Sep 2015
She breathes fire burning everyone with her words for fun. And just when you think that she’s stopped, you’ll soon realise that she’s only just begun. Oh dragon lady, won’t you ever stop? No, don’t you dare have another pop. For I can be much harsher than you, you won’t want to see what I can do. So come on then, what have you got? I already know the answer, it is diddly squat.
Kerry Mckie Apr 2017
There's a fire in your eyes which he loves,
but what will happen when the embers aren't glowing anymore?
Kerry Mckie Jul 2017
I walk around this derelict and decrepit house,
wondering how long it's been since I last set foot here.
Everything remains untouched since the night you disappeared.
How could you simply vanish without rhyme or reason?
Time goes by so slowly, stuck in one season.
No one has known your whereabouts for a very long time,
I stand silently until I jump at the sound of a clock chime.
The floorboards creak, as I enter the next dimly lit room.
this used to be your favourite, now it's all filled with gloom.
I feel you haunting me as I breathe in the stale stench in the air,
I sense you looking down on me as I sit in your old armchair.
I see your photograph on the mantelpiece, and I shiver to the core,
Nevertheless, there's a glimmer of hope, as you are still unaccounted for.
Kerry Mckie Sep 2016
Emerald forests,
Raindrops like jewels on the edge of leaves.
Kerry Mckie Sep 2015
I want to walk through a forest, I want to see the sea.
Living in a city has never felt quite right to me.
Lead me away from the chaos of this place.
A log cabin in the woods, that'd be ace.
Kerry Mckie Oct 2018
Your harsh words reflect on you, I am your mirror.

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