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The Monster
She was born from a parent
who left her at a young age
to be raised by a monster.
This monster created
such fear and depression
for this poor young girl.
The monster she feared
was there everyday waiting
for when she got home
or for when she woke.
The monster she didn't love
broken her down far too much
that even a thought of it
or the thought of being home
would make her panic.
...
Friday 28th November 2014 4:58 pm
Blink
(‘Ask me why and I’ll spit in your eye’ - The Smiths)
Pinch the rogue flesh slipping from my jeans,
Dig each thumb and forefinger into my hand,
Scratch me with that caress and turn when I blush,
Let the fire wash over my face whilst pretending not to realise.
Leave me be even though our legs are intertwined,
Please leave me be even though our mouths talk and share,
Leave me be even thou...
Saturday 4th October 2014 6:20 pm
PAIN
A voice is still unheard and a face still is unseen,
there's a heart beating in the crowd of mean,
its innocence has been pushed down beneath,
it does not trust the world whether it will let keep it clean.
It has been hurt and ditched before,
and now its afraid to come forth,
it was torned down, broken and burned into ashes,
and it took long enough to join the pieces.
...
Saturday 16th August 2014 6:02 pm
Burning Books
Listen not unto the lie that stings the lips.
Witness not the act that stays a pitied mind.
Speak not of the hatred that will crack the whips.
Let not those insidious be here enshrined.
Trample not upon the freedoms of your kin.
Take not which was never here for you to own.
Read not of the bitterness that splits the skin.
Write not of the malice that shatters the bone.
Reason with the ...
Tuesday 15th July 2014 11:22 am
Recurring Nightmare
I dreamt I killed, then buried deep,
The memories that slighly seeped,
Like pricking pins in eyes that saw
Me hurt, then kill, then hurt some more.
When I awoke I did not know,
If the cellar parts were true or faux,
My parts were there, sure,
Tacked to brick,
To prick,
To prick,
To prick.
Friday 4th July 2014 1:29 pm
Her & Bear
Her & Bear
There was once a girl with a Teddy Bear
The teddy bear was part of her
They played, they cuddled they had such fun
They’d sing and dance and laugh and run
And then one day she met a boy
Who wished to take care of her toy
She loved that boy with all her heart
She always thought they’d never part
The boy was mean he hurt the bear
He k...
Saturday 24th May 2014 1:27 am
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