I’m a little scared

When you’ve done everything you could possibly ever do When you’ve come to the point of letting go When you’ve got to depend on an entity called God That’s when I’m a little scared.


I was a passenger In the train of the skies My train of thought Just a smooth dream for my eyes. I gazed out of its morose glass panes And felt my breath coaxed out of me. Oh, how ignorant the clouds Oh, how ignorant indeed Of the mischief caused by the world beneath them…


I want a birth day Full of love and full of good Stuff me with some food.

Bad Boy

Lately we’ve been so piss My mind you annoy Can’t find your kiss Or your kind sweet ploy Can’t find any of this Stimulating, You good boring boy I can’t help but miss The best bad boy I want to feel your kiss As rough and coy But now I feel amiss I miss the…


I’ve cried tears of salt And now my eyes won’t shut Because they’ve crystallized Into these shallow ponds


Damn you Damn you to hell For making me feel special And unneeded at the same time.

Introverted Pleasure

Silence calls me to it’s comfortable closed doors And the coffee stains remind me Of the beating rain on my window That I used to rest my head on And a teetering novel on my weakening fingers Just spilling the coffee sitting between my thighs Where I used to sit crosslegged on my strong bed…


Let the anaesthesia flow Through my veins, shiver And my slumber quivers Dipping in and out of reality While I go in and out of surgery Let the anaesthesia flow Out of my system And bring me back To the comforting pain To know I’m alive.