stephanie burrows

stephanie burrows May 2018

the game

Flirting with danger.
Playing with fire.
The temptation is too much.
Calls answered.
The darkness is my cover.
Mine by night.
Gone by morning.
Yes its wrong.
When he calls.
When the night calls.
I am powerless.
The game has us now.

stephanie burrows May 2018

black heart.

I
Am
On a road but
I don't know
Where its going.

I want
to open up to
You but I don't
Trust you.

I long to
****
The demon
In my head.

I need
to stop
Loving you
Because its
Killing me.

All I see
Now is
A black
Heart.

stephanie burrows May 2018

killing a demon.

There's a demon that answers to my name.
She laughs at how I tie my hair up.
She laughs at what I see in the mirror.
She reminds me of the mistakes made.
She reminds me of the things I'll never be.
She never let's me be laugh or be happy.
When I cry she laughs louder.
How do you **** the demon she is lives inside of me?.

stephanie burrows May 2018

the monster inside of me

Monster monster that lives inside of me.
Tell me the things I will never be.
Rip me up keep me prisoner.
Break my heart shatter my dreams.
Keep me in the darkness.
Leave me with scars.
Catch all my tears.
The monster is not under my bed.
The monster lives inside of me.

I wrote this because sometimes my anxiety disorder can feel like a monster that won't let you be.

stephanie burrows Apr 2018

no silent night

There's no heart left to break.
There's nothing left to take.
There's no tears left to cry.
There's no happy ending.
There's no silent nights either.

This poem came late at night when I couldn't sleep and i decided to turn a bad mood into something creative.

stephanie burrows Apr 2018

lost it all

Crashing waves.
Skimming stones.
Broken hearts.
Shattered dreams.
Lost words.
Silent tears.
Gained nothing
Lost everything.

This poem came to me while I was on the beach sometimes you can go from having everything to lost everything you ever loved