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Thursday 3 September 2009

Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold...Too Bad I'm So Hot

As I hold up this heart shaped knife,
Your tongue it sours to preserve your life,
I hear toxic words projected from your evil lips,
And don't forget the violence or your iron grips,
Our sepia tone summers veiled as your meat,
Three years dusted with candy deceit,
Wanting to collapse into an ocean backdrop,
In my hallucinations I laugh as you hop
One leg snapped, the pain on your face,
To me you're scar on the human race,
What you did was filthy- was I not enough?
Do not expect sympathy- I am too tough,
Too smart to forgive, too alive to not be free,
But worst of all you've hurt yourself...you haven't hurt me

Bloody Valentine

Loving hatred so splendid a song,
Better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all,
What they say sickens me,
Green grass where we used to talk, used to dream
and laugh is now covered in scorch marks,

Your smile it slowly S-P-R-E-A-D-S; ear to ear,
Claws are extended; glaring, waiting,
Primary school: sandpit and skipping ropes,
Junior school: hopscotch, backpacks,
High school: boys, make-up, cinema,
After school: a blur, a big nothing,

There you are, in your blue BMW,
As you were, but this time so real,
Radiance surrounds you, perfection...
...he is with you. Him. Mine, or
At least he used to be,
Childhood sweetheart, broken dreams,

Flawless skin, shoulders straight,
Continue down the city street,
Winding down the window,
Your chin held high,
I pull the trigger,
Sorry mate, but he is and always will be
My bloody valentine

Dream A Dream

I reached for hope where there was none,
I took a chance to drive them out,
I held my head and carried on,
I crushed their nagging doubt,

I strived through the pain and the tears,
I stretched my aching limbs,
I laughed off my crippling fears,
I followed all my whims,

I grasped every opportunity,
I'd whimper but not wail,
I told myself the best was me,
I said I'd never fail,

I saw the beauty in my mistakes,
I hung onto threads of fate,
I knew I was real among the fakes,
I loved but did not hate,

I shed a tear and let it roll,
I cheered for my saddened team,
I poured the song out from my soul,
I knew I'd dreamed a dream

I Feel Fine

I seek your smile, a word to say
"I love you"; I'll be fine,
I can't see a face among the crowd,
But yours is merged with mine,
I hear a voice, could it be yours?
Each word like rainbow's shine,
I feel your lips soft against my own,
A kiss- how could I decline?
I need you to hold me through the lonely days,
And to dance within my mind,
I miss your laugh but I see it now,
I can't let you go this time,
I panic without you near to my heart,
Shivers dart down my spine,
I know you'll remember me right at the end,
We'll meet again down the line,
I see you now, hopeless, a fool with no use,
Your love made me desperate and blind,
I still seek your smile, a word to say,
"It's over, and I feel fine"

Juliet

I never said those three words to him,
He wasn't for me, my enemy,
Made me bleed, took all I had and left with a heart in his pocket,
Not mine. I had a power, somehow, to strike him,
My family longed to see him die. So did I.
The way he abused me, the women he claimed to charm,
And he snapped off the bait, idiot!
The brute warmed me, head to toe, a little more ripe for the killing,
We took a brief walk through the family crypt,
He learned a few names, touched my lips,
My blood ran colder than ice,
In the stillness. I pulled the trigger and the air crackled,
He never moved. It was amusing. His eyes
Punctured me, and I felt no sorrow for the anguish he'd caused,
And we made the headlines! 'Romeo and Juliet',
They cuffed me, and my God did it hurt,
The flash snap of photography burned my eyes,
I never cried. It was an adventure,
No tragedy,
When I saw Mrs. Montague there in the throngs
I inhaled the death,
Only then did I frown,
For the bullet had broken me.

Later, an angel told me some bloke called William wrote a play about us,
But he got the story wrong,
Still... me, famous! I always knew I would be someday!

Untitled

I'd rocked the boat a time or two,
I'd left my heart detached someplace,
Crashed into vacancy open armed,
A year, and another, grinds away,
Too young to waste, too old to say
When it grabbed me, possessed me,
Would jade and molest me,
Sudden revelation, my hate starts to fray,
A clear sky frees me, soaks me to my skin,
Until I am reborn, my life to begin,
The future's a canvas,
Choices- my paint- a mending wound,
And just like that...
A smile burns my cheeks.



I haven't felt this way in weeks.

The Damage

I've shed tears at night just hoping for reason,
A lucid truth to pass me by,
The mirror will break as my emptiness cracks,
I'm made this way but I don't know why,

Too long without comfort, my shadow alone,
Beauty, skin deep, is a vicious lie,
For I've beauty on both sides, unnoticed, untouched,
Yet they all walk past me- an island, am I?

Virginity sacred? It consumes, it's a burden,
I'm young, they say life has just begun,
Though I fail to see happiness or love beyond here,
My faith goes, my heart knows the damage has been done