The comitments kept piling up, and each day ended with a burden of unaccomplised deadlines. This is the worst feeling; to cheat. Being cheated is priviledge, you have consolation and sympathy. To cheat is terribly painfull, especially when you do it to yourself. Can't even hide, can't lie or manupulate. I need me. I need… Continue reading Cheating
I am just a crazy woman with crazy ideas.I dont do it deliberately, but I do it anyway. Like falling off the bed too deep in sleep, or refusing to drink honey because in my mind its 'honey-pee'. I do what I do. I forget to lock my washroom, anyway I live alone. I eat… Continue reading I AM JUST A CRAZY WOMAN WITH CRAZY IDEAS
The pin fell from the bed, And it sound like a hurricane, I could feel its vibrations Like an earthquake, I was scared to lose on my hold, To lose my life, My little doves, So I ran like a coward Hiding them under my corset, With all of them safe and alive. I ran.… Continue reading Coward
We are all fools at the hands of people we love. How many times have we cancelled an outing because our parents were not happy about it, or didn't buy an outfit we desperately wanted because our mothers thought its too revealing. How many times have we upset our routine because our brother wanted us… Continue reading I’m Just A Fool In Love.
Cut down all trees, Put the field on fire, Burn all men alive, Rip apart their hearts, I have been in despair, My womb is ousted from love, My heart is deserted of power, Can you see, what have you done? Kill all the children, Throw the women off the bridge, Make sure they all… Continue reading Red on rage.
How beautiful are those eyes, Hazel, lenses or real? My eyes, like big black button, Oh what madness, I aint anywhere there! You see her legs, spidery long, A four finger gap between thighs She smells of fresh plucked rose and lillies, How is that even possible? Is she even real? No there are many,many… Continue reading Beauty
Its made of glass and gold and rusky mud, My heart. Just a little bit of love and swollen pride, No I havent said yet, but its just as fragile as the glass, It's like tea without milk and honey, Hold me tight, tighter by the hips, Wouldn't you let the sleeves slip? Just look… Continue reading Drop me home.