I am strong…
I endure what you cannot.
I fight what you could not.
depression, regression
pain, tears…
heh, you would run to your mommy if faced with my fears.

I am determined…
to have my dream
without watching it all burst at the seams.
to make people happy
and to show them they are strong,
to teach my future children right from wrong,
to marry the love of my life,
to hear him say he’s happy that I’m his wife,
to not let you get me down,
to smile, when everything is pointing toward a frown.

I am free-spirited…
fun, wild, crazy…
I live out
I laugh loud
I cry hard
I love strong.
****, hott,
sophisticated, or not,
black makeup, blood-red nails,
fishnets, ponytails,
emo, gothic,
it’s obvious I have inner magic.
my thighs move like thunder,
while my wit is like lightening.
my presence is commanding,
comforting, yet frightening.

I am predator…
vampire in bloodlust
trapping you with my eyes
my aura ***** you in, to your demise,
feeding off of your soul
drinking you in until I am sated and whole.

I am unpredictable…
unprecedented
I do the unthinkable
your rules don’t apply to me
I dance to my own rhythm
hum my own tune
walk barefoot in the rain
I do everything you wouldn’t expect
I so most things your average girl wouldn’t do.

you cannot dictate to me
who, what, or where to be.
I am Cocheta:
That You Cannot Imagine.
an anomaly, you cannot tell my origin.

I am:
love, hope
home, trust
power, lust
wind, rain
woman, ethereal
succubus, nocturnal
black, fire
poetry, seduction
color, confidence
shy, innocent
emotion, devotion
different, perfection

I AM ME
a force to be reckoned with.
and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it.

simply complex pieces of string strung together
you and i, the two of us

colours added in a euphoric mix
of what is and what ought to be….

strands of speech
fluid actions

i feel the f  l  o  w of you over me

a woman of colours
I want to colour you

your blank canvas
my ******* strokes

you are my mood
my muse
my motion

My heart is full of emotions,
not all of them so bad.
Joy, love, remorse;
and hate I never knew I had.

Everything you put me through,
I put it in the past.
Every wrong that you now deny,
the pain comes back so fast.

I hate how you ignore them;
those scars you left on me.
Maybe it's easy for the invisible,
but what of the scars that you can see?

I will not pretend to love you
like my siblings do.
I will not cower in your presence,
I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU!

Not dislike and not disgust.
I now recognize this state.
Of all the gifts you gave me,
I'll gladly return the hate.

Keep it
whatever you have
for me
Keep it
I do not want it
cannot take it
hardly know what I have
so
Keep it

A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn  away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning  Life for life. Walk not in woe,
But, for a little, let your step be slow.
And, of your mercy, be not sweetly wise
With words of hope and Spring  and tenderer skies.
A dream lies dead; and this all mourners know:

Whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree--
Though white of bloom as  it had been before
And proudly waitful of fecundity--
One little  loveliness can be no more;
And so must Beauty bow her imperfect head
Because a dream has joined the wistful dead!

Eyes so pure, yet so hollow
They long for warmth
Aged beyond flesh.
They shriek and cry with sorrow
Once found solace in wild blue iris'
Their innocence would whisper the promises of tomorrow
Now that tomorrow is here,
their fire goes.
Smothered, drowned, lost through a tear.
In the dark, anxiety dwells
the quickening heart widens the hell.
Consumed by black water the dark,
ethereal silk of unconsciousness comforts.
Yield, breathe, fair creature
make not a sound, not a whisper nor hark
for I no longer miss you in the dark.

A grand chance to share what I know
from the reasons that I smile
I hoped my truthful words would show
the grace and heart of my style.
Nice guys finish last but I hoped
to rise above and prove this wrong.
But this just showed how well you coped,
that you weren't nearly as strong.
Blinded by warped love gone astray,
you gave in to his practiced pleas,
tossed your feelings for me away,
and confided in how he cleaves.
If he were truthful in his words
he wouldn't have hurt you so much
since the first split span you backwards,
and sealed your cries without a touch.
You'll forget my pain soon enough,
until he pushes you again.
and then you will see just how tough
it is for you to guide my pen.
When you come back I'll have no choice
but to dismiss you no colder
than you did me when you rejoiced
his flame for you that smolders.

But as love's blind, it blinds as well;
you followed your heart like I do.
You'll emerge from that broken shell,
And for that I will forgive you.

I once was a girl
With a love all my own,
But i watched it all die
When the monster took over.
Engulfing every bit of me,
Spitting out the remains
All the life that used to be.

Twisted and wicked,
The monster used my shell,
Devouring whoever it pleased
Before devouring myself.
I watched through those eyes
As they all withered away
Before this monster in disguise.

As I watched them all go
My heart was in pieces.
Knowing I was the one
Who unwillingly did this.
No one can stop my monster,
I can't ever be helped.