I wish you were there for me
Like I've been there for you
But you're not
Because this is a one-way street
And you're headed the wrong way

You were Fire and Ice
Naughty and nice
Loving you hurt
I couldn't be helped

I held a bottle of pills in my hand last night,
I gripped it tight,
Tight with all my might,
Lightning struck by thunderbolts of pain in recesses of numbness,
It is like I never felt again what I feel now,
But I have,
Numerous times indeed,
A deafening longing to perish,
To escape a prison cell I have been wrongfully confined to,
A prison cell for which there is no exit,
Surely this cell was appointed to me wrongfully?
Surely I do not deserve to reside here?
Alas all I wish is to feel freedom,
A taste of the sweet essence ordinary people have in their imperfect dreamy lives,
I unlocked the box inside my head years ago,
The box which held broken pieces of me,
These broken pieces haunt me day and night,
Cackling at my unfortunate soon to be demise,
Sneering with disdain at this sour truth I whisper to myself,
The truth that turns in my head daily,
Hourly,
The truth is I ponder death more than most,
More than I should.
An anonymous girl ©

The moon is my lover,
He and I love each other like no love there ever was nor ever will be,
I share him with many a fortunate soul,
His love sprinkled amongst all our hearts,
Yet there are millenniums where he despises me,
What love is this? I ask the moon,
The moon stares at me with an unrelenting glare,
This love is one of neither time nor rhyme nor you or I,
But of our own big bang,
Both catastrophic and melancholic yet filled with eternal bliss found and derived nowhere else by no one else,
Not even those others whom shower me with  underserving love,
No our love is a Silverstone amongst pebble rocks.
An anonymous girl ©

Mumbled jumbled crosswords of incomprehensible words scattered along my mind,
Unable to make head or tail of it all.
Darling poetry,
What are you trying to tell me?
Suffocated by a plethora of letters that envelop me like an untamed sea,
Darling poetry,
I love you so, sweet love,
For you are my soul and heart,
My morning and evening star,
Darling poetry,
You kiss my soul patching its ripped edges,
Dry my moth bitten tears as they touch my cheeks,
Darling poetry,
Panic attacks strike like lightning bolts,
And you terrify them away in angry revolt,
Darling poetry,
My saviour when the demons known as anxiety and depression show their beastly unrelenting faces,
Darling poetry,
You are my silver moonlight solace and my golden sun rays,
In unforgiving rain and gloomy cloudy days,
Darling poetry,
I have whispered secrets to you that I keep in a crystal Pandora box under the creaky floorboards of my soul,
Darling poetry,
When my heart's centre cracks and bleeds you glue the cracks shut with love,
Darling poetry?
Thank you for being my one constant constellation.
An anonymous girl ©

My soul is brimmed with sin draped along grainy coasts,
My heart is thrilled by whisperings of ghosts dripping lust from their tongues,
My mind is a cramped shed of shadowed thoughts wandering inside my crisp burnt skull.
An anonymous girl ©