Drunken Mumble Rhyme
I didn't know where to go, so I came here Almost as if with strangers I have no fear Maybe it's the drink, maybe there's no link Maybe I won't try to think I've had alcohol and now I need to...
"Keep Earth clean it's not Uranus"
I didn't know where to go, so I came here Almost as if with strangers I have no fear Maybe it's the drink, maybe there's no link Maybe I won't try to think I've had alcohol and now I need to...
"It sucks because I was getting better, but now it's getting worse" I hate complaining, and I was promising to myself that I wouldn't come onto Opuss again until I had something positive to say.
They'll dress it up like they're doing you a favour, when really all they're doing is fucking you over. That's only an analogy, because I was playing a game.
Mirror, mirror on the wall Who will be the first to fall. Sometimes life shouldn't be this tough, And sometimes love is not enough.
I surprise myself with how much I don't care, The fact remains that we never went there. Of course, I wish it was me, But you were always too blind to see. You felt, but never really touched.
Watch the burn, And act the victim. One day maybe, But I still can't forgive him. Why are your demons male. Maybe because of Father, when he turned me frail.
Last night my Mother said she wanted Dad dead. Straight up, and off with his head. I couldn't blame her after all he's done, Stealing my ecstasy and burying it from the sun. "How could he do that.
Isn't it funny how poetry is full of sorrow, I write, and write, until there's no tomorrow. Don't get me wrong, it's just an observation, Is it a release, a sanctuary, escape, or momentary vacation.
I'm feeling trapped in my old ways. I don't want to feel connected to the physical, I want to open my mind to the endless network of energy surrounding us. I feel that 'want' is such a horrible word.
Release. I need to feel detached from the physical. In touch with the spiritual. Crystals, candles, incense and meditation. Flowers, trees, insects and inspiration. Wonder, lust, awe and space.
Could you Ever Really Love Me.
I may have broke a promise Just remember You broke yours too Don't get self-righteous It doesn't look good on you Some nights I would wish and hope and pray and Wish And hope and Pray That you...
Recently I've been struggling with my eating, and it begs me to question if I can get over it. The answer is probably yes, considering I'm only 18 and on the whole scale of my life this is very...