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Always the vultures Circling, searching. These two, In secret bliss, The hidden prey. Sheltered, just for now. Both painfully aware, Avoiding detection; Casual denial and blushing cheeks.
I'm just a young girl Short and stout, Here's my heart Don't wear it out. If I feel it break you'll hear me shout So tip it up, Pour my love out.
She lifts a wipe to wash away The face she'd worn for the day, The plaster that smoothed over her cracks, The kohl that lines her eyes in black, The blush that picked out her contours, The stain that...
I won't let you see them. They aren't yours to treasure. Watching me cry, Gives you some sort of pleasure. My tears are a sign, Of frustration and pain. Once you had seen them, You want them again.
Everyone's privelege to shift, Make the choice to spread the gift. Saps you of all your guts, Leaves you naked to your butts. It isn't a must, But I send it to all.
Did you know. Were you aware. Did you ever take The time to care. Did you wonder. Or show concern. Did you ever take The time to learn. Or think or pause Or take some time.
This face before you Could you love it so. The body beside you Could you never let go. My hands outstretched Will you grasp now.
Beautiful stranger. Masked my past. Saw you behind it all. Satisfy the darkness in me. Somewhat familiar elusive to when and where. Or to how I could have missed you. Such a secretive lover.
We're only young and naive still. We require certain skills. The mood it changes like the wind. Hard to control when it begins. The bittersweet between my teeth. Trying to find the in-betweens.
you make me feel like a paper plane.
When you saw me smiling today, I seemed so genuine and true. My mask, my cape, my disguise deffinatly fooled you. Tucked up in the corner of my neck, there is a mask you can peel.
I may seem strong, I may seem like I'm the most optomistic person on the planet, I may look happy, I may look like I have it all, I may look like nothing bothers me much, But for once I want to...
When you take away my ego The tender spots The knowing sins The behaviours The plastic spirituality And slightly affected virtue there's Just arsehole.
Stitch me back together,. Frayed edges,. Threads of cotton,. I can still see the seams. Where the patchwork joins,. Awkward, jarring,. Colours that shouldn't ever. Sit next to each other.
We play this game, not knowing the rules.
There always comes that time, When you realise you're helpless. And you wish your tenderness could soothe: A touch, a caress.
Would you call me if you needed my love. I called you. I was uncertain, undetermined, But you were so kind, so embracing. My fears slowly shattered, My dreams became abundant, My life became hopeful.
Lay me down beside you The lion and the lamb It's hard to keep so still In this strange bliss, to keep so calm, For many have devoured me, Many more before you came Have taken chunks to strengthen...
I feel them sting my eyes As a lump starts to materialise Deep in my throat And my voice comes out as a croak.
- Bad Day - I had such a bad day today. Such a bad day. Except for a few things...well...one person. You can guess who he is. I spent all morning crying before school.
I've never dated someone so human before.
Silent night hold me tight. Please stay by my side. There's nothing more I need in life than my favourite place to hide. You give me so much comfort. Everything I need.
All your faults to me make you more beautiful,. Maybe we can rip off the bandage,. Maybe you will see it for what it's worth,. Can't help it.I love the broken ones,. The ones who never been loved,.
Love is beautiful, powerful dangerous... And all the more scary for it. To know that they are the ones that can hurt you the most but will also pick you up when you fall.