Anonymous

You inspire me to write.

To live, laugh and enjoy

the small things that life hide from us.

You inspire me to write.

To cry, die and bleed

my horrific thoughts to feel sane again.

You inspire me to write.

To tell my stories as it is.

Ugly, painful, shameful but true.

You inspire me to write.

To deal with my demons within

so my dreams can return to peace again.

You inspire me to write.

To regain my free will, strength and talents.

Most important – my passion for life.

You inspire me.

I thank you for that.

Mistress

You’ve set the demon

in me running free.

You held onto his heart

Like it was your own.

You came into our lives

and destroyed our unity.

Scream all you want,

Angels can’t help you now.

You’ve made your

bloody bed,

Now you will rest in it.

I don’t care how.

Your coffin’s lined

with emerald green velvet.

Under ground is where you’ll stay.

Away from his luscious eyes,

his intriguing thoughts.

Away form all of it.

Corrupt

My love for you was pure,

pure as the driven snow.

You let your treacherous thoughts linger,

careless and free.

My body was exciting.

My mind too tedious for your taste.

You dismantled the affection I gave to you.

You demolished my pride.

I was confident in the joy I had to give.

With no regrets or conditions applied.

I revealed my naked truth for your attention.

In return you picked it apart.

You abused my innocence.

You corrupted this sinless soul.

Break Away

I vomit the truth

like a love sick dog -

I need you

I worship you

I scratch at your chest

I hang on your feet

You hold me by my wrists

You push me to the ground

I lie here screaming

I wish you could hear me

Hear my heart aching

from this great loss

Disorientated from the

chaos in my head

Trying to understand

the death you speak so calm

I am utterly depending on you

You give this dull being -

A reason to live

A reason to die

Music

If music could be injected

into my blood stream,

I will always hum a happy tune.

It will flow through my veins

like the heat from your body.

You’ll be my high note.

If rhythm could be inhaled 

into my hollow lungs,

I will whisper a sleeping la-la bye.

It will fill my head

like the power from your soul.

You’ll be my single lyric.

If melodies could be absorbed

into my cold skin,

I will never be alone again.

It will awake my heart

like the soft touch from your hands.

And you’ll be my only song.

Just plain me

I don’t have the intelligent words to fool you with.

All I have is my feelings and emotions.

And all is the bloody truth.

I may seem dull and to uncomplicated for you.

But the truth is,

I’m really fucked up.

I may seem unsuperior for your attention.

But you still demand mine.

You made me desire you with your easy ways.

You’re such a beautiful human being.

I’m not the cool, calm and collected type.

Nor the silly, loud one.

I’m just plain me.

Dark Deeps

Staying awake is difficult

Sleeping is impossible

Inhaling is restricted

Exhaling unimaginable

Dwelling thoughts

Reacquiring anxiety

Tired body

Exhausted mind

Stuck in a depressing circle

Consuming your life

Destroying your will

to survive

It’s in these dark deeps

where you find comfort

You become numb

from all the pain