Thursday, 12 February 2015


They hide you know?

The monsters I mean…

They no longer cower and hiss under your bed,

now they taunt you from inside your head.

You make up your own monsters.

At least the ones you seek…

You think you aren’t looking,

but I promise you are.

see, the thing is; they lure you from every which way.

So you look for them because they offer you their tricks disguised as treats,

So you blindly follow the voices…

and every once and a while?

You get to find them…

YOU have the upper hand on the monster,

but be quick;

because I’ll tell you darling…

monsters are good at hide and seek.

They’ll run from you and soon be out of sight,

and you’ll be left wondering where the monsters have gone.

You’ll search for a long, long time.

Don’t work yourself up too much though;

they’ll only come for you when you seem most vulnerable.

Beware darling…




I'm so sorry I didn't post yesterday it was a really busy day with school work and today is too but I had to come post really quickly 

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

This one is for You

*original my Nanas version*
A heart is like fine china 
It's not easily repaired 
When broken we can mend it,
But a crack is always there.
Time helps to mend a broken heart 
Time eases pain that's true,
But it'll never stop the hurt inside, 
Because I'll always love you. 
*my remake* 
A heart is like good China 
It's beautifully impaired 
Loss can easily bend it
But love will attack right there 
A broken heart is an open wound, 
But when together it's good as new. 
It was during the days she cried 
Because she dreamt of you at night. 

Monday, 9 February 2015

The Apple

On the outside? 
A fighter.
With tough armour. 
It's gained bruises and scars, 
And been judged like every other by colour and by shape, 
And the worst? 
On the inside? 
It still has imperfections, 
But beautiful someway, 
With a light to it. 
Similar to an apple. 

Sunday, 8 February 2015

Monster Fight

She sees now that the monsters in her head 
Were never so easily fed
They've always craved and lashed 
Leaving her world smashed 
They scratch all the walls of her mind 
Haunting even after they've died 
They're pulling her apart from the inside out 
Soon she'll be only bones no doubt 
Her bones are strong
But her mind is gone 
The monsters have been there for so long 
She wishes the monsters would disappear 
But instead they'd rather gather near 
And break her down completely 
Sometimes she wants to scream "Just defeat me!" 
Then the monsters will settle and she'll think she's won 
But the fight is no where close to done 

Saturday, 7 February 2015

Daddy is no Hero

You chose your pretty little drugs over me 
That's fine, I live my life guilt free
While you sit in highly shamed misery. 
I loved you for a much longer time 
Giving you smiles and hugs and everything that was mine.
You took it all with you leaving me alone 
Now a broken place I call home.
Once you loved me too, 
It wasn't long until that changed for you 
Found something better I guess 
Leaving me here a shattered mess 
You had more kids dad and eventually got bored 
Now you leave them broken and scarred.
I want to be done with this pain,
With you all stupid and vain 
Can't you care for someone else? 
Of course not, only yourself. 
You leave and don't pay a fee, 
That's right you chose your stupid little drugs over me. 

Friday, 6 February 2015

A Terrible Place

A terrible place indeed 
Monsters and demons constantly chase me around and around 
Driving me to reality 
A place no better to be found 
People are buried here, 
Six feet under ground.
They walk any they talk just like me, 
But I've seen very little humanity. 
My mind is a beautiful place compared to this one 
The demons show up here and corrupt you until you're dead 
At least I can always outrun the ones in my head. 

Thursday, 5 February 2015

I Write To

I write to hold a pillow over the pain hoping to suffocate it completely,
But knowing I could never finish the task 
I write to put my mind in the pen and watch it spill on the paper 
I write to go somewhere when I have to stay put 
I write to gain the power I need to keep the tears from betraying me 
And I write to escape my reality. 

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

I Hold On

When I can't sleep at night 
Or when my thoughts scatter with fright 
There are things I think of to feel safe 
And that's being in your arms my favourite place 
I pull on the memories I love the most 
Holding them tight and close 
I often think of our future last 
Because a smile on my face it casts 
I know we'll be forever together 
I couldn't live anyone else ever 
These are the things I hold onto at night 
These are the things that keep me fro losing my fight 

Tuesday, 3 February 2015


Soon he began listening to her smile 
Because it demanded more than to just be seen 
Her smile told him things you could never believe
As long as you're here it whispered 
I'll stay strong 
But when you disappear 
I leave to 
How could it be he asked
That I'm the only thing that keeps you around 
Ah, because the rest of her world is upside down. 

Monday, 2 February 2015


Her tears were the sunshine to his day 
And her smile was the rain and brutal storm 
However only rarely did she smile
And so sometimes he welcomed the storm
And even stood in the rain 
One day he realized he would be okay with a storm everyday
Because after the storm? There was a rainbow
He noticed that the sun burned
And the rain soothed that burn 
In fact he'd rather not burn at all
Now everyday it storms 

Sunday, 1 February 2015

A Writer

Watch me glide across the page
And not miss a beat
Watch me run my fingers down
You so soft and sweet
Watch me kiss you lightly 
Or with burning heat
My love can be soft 
And feather light 
Or passionate with a fight 
Watch my eyes reflect yours 
So sad and so empty 
Now watch my eyes light yours up
So lovely and so bright 
Watch me jump 
While my heart now slows its beat 
Watch your tears fall 
So silently sweet 
Watch the way you jump too
So together now we face the heat