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Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
The person in the mirror who stares back
Bewildered child with the sunflower eyes
Just a child, impalpable
Not the child they saw, but the child I felt
The child that was me
A crack in the surface
A fly on the wall
An unwanted smile
An unheard secret
Frozen in the weight of my anonymity,
Insecure or in denial?
My darkened eyes bare witness to the pathetic restraints of society
They change everyone around me
Just not for the better
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
If love were a knife, you'd be the harshest blade
Piercing my skin
Maiming my raw flesh
Rupturing my heart and mind with your honed blade of infatuation.
So I'm begging you; impale me
With your love,
Your lust
Anything
I'm just asking to be yours.
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
She's always there
******* with my head
A quiet ghost
A silent demon
A demon of desire and deceit
The intensity of her eyes leaves me cold and empty
Her aching stare haunts me
Tempts me
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
It's like lying awake at night; dark encompasses you.
Takes you somewhere sacred. A place known only to you.
A strange intimacy always seems to manage to make it's way though the blackness,
And showers you with aspiration and defeat in one instance.
The cold blackness splits.
Its seams rip.
A young light bursts in.
Blinding, you tremble.
The vacuum of its abnormality sick you in
New hope.
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
We are children of lost illusions, nothing more
The guilt and apathy that follows, lingers like shadows
Days pass and nights fade
They become nothing more than a dream
Prayers for reaction silently pass through out jaded lips
Your glass kisses can't bandage my broken heart
Lost in the vacant air, my words fall
Like leafs from the tree of life
Like tears from a mother
Let me live my life
Even if it does feel like a switched-off radio.
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
Sacrifice and wonder
The nights were warm and the days were long
As we made our way to that sacred place
Inside our heads
Inside out hearts
Never again will I see a love like this
Held together by a dream of forever
Aspiration radiates from out toothy grins
Hopeful reveries play like tapes behind out shining eyes
All the worries that occupy the back of my mind are drowned,
Overwhelmed, by your reassuring embrace
I'm yours to keep
Sinead Anderson Feb 2011
The bittersweet taste of defeat
You swallow me whole
Your name may as well be fate
Laying here with beauty in my head
I've never felt so insulated
You're the only thing that can make it past my skin
You're everything anyone should ever be
You've flooded my life with feelings
That I didn't believe in until I met you

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