Thursday, July 24, 2008

• Poems

  Midnight Whispers
  Thinking of my life
  How I've lived a lie
  And managed to survive
  Bleeding out my pain
  Playing hell's game
  Finding I was wrong
  I have fallen and
  I can't do this alone
  I failed the test
  Tried to kill the monster
  But monsters never die
  An empty shell
  A struggle not yet won
  A pain not yet dealt with
  Daddy's little angel turned cold
  White roses turning red
  Every good has its hidden evil
  Beaten, battered and bruised
  Depressing memories become a blur
  Slay the dying
  Pull the thread to every stitch
  My silent voice speaking to you
  Midnight whispers
  Last spoken words
  Sorrow storing
  Grief kept at bay
  The pain of the blow
  The heartache so real
  Eternal sleep the result
  Of cuts too deep
  Inside the anger
  Inside the rage
  It stole my innocence
  It took my youth
  Growing older, a child no more
  A little girl gone, a little girl dead
  A pool of suffering
  Inner angels become my demons
  Battles to face
  Lies and secrets on a tear-stained page
  An image that I play on
  An image that I need

   

  A Fragile Heart
  I pull out my heart for you
  You hold it with delight
  Then broke it effortlessly
  No you can't apologise
  You can't bring it back
  I have to do it myself
  I have to put them back
  Some way, somehow
  Piece by piece
  Each piece has a memory so true
  Each piece has a part of you
  All my tears won't keep you near
  All my tears can't mend me for what's not here

   

  Okay.. that's all I'm gonna do for now.. I'm feeling too tired. Lol. I'm busy doing IQ tests..

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