SomedaysSomedays you just want to quit
people tell you to get over it
they don't care about what you say
all they care about is their day
sometimes you feel you've lost control
stuck inside a twenty foot hole
the sun doesn't shine and you can't see
the way things are supposed to be
you better go and watch your back
cause at any time paranoia can attack
you think you know what is said
it' always stuck there inside your head
I feel like--- I have lost control of myself
no matter what I do, it's hard to trust you
after all the things you have done
you may have had your fun
but look, what you have done to me!…..
Today, Mummy...Mummy, I felt bad today.
I thought... And thought... And thought.
Mummy, I was crying today.
I hid by myself... The tears wouldn't stop.
Mummy, I saw their pain today.
Why... It's so bad, it's so wrong.
Mummy, I saw it again today.
Why does it happen... It's not fair.
Mummy, I ran out of words today.
I felt empty... There was nothing inside.
Mummy, I found a knife today.
I pressed... The purple veins so close to my skin.
Mummy, I scratched myself today.
There was a line... It was white.
Mummy, I saw some blood today.
A small red line... It was my own.
Mummy, I cried some more today.
Except the tears were red.
Mummy, I cut myself today.
The blood shone like rubies... I smiled.
Mummy, I did it again today.
The knife was red... Glistening.
Mummy, I cut deeper today.
Blood was flowing... It didn't hurt.
Mummy, I lied to you today.
I'm not happy... I'm bleeding.
Mummy, I took some pills today.
It's late now... It hurt so bad.
Mummy, you lost your daughter today.
Mummy, I wish yo
Nymph (AIGLE)Νύμφη (Αἴγλη)
“I hear you are sick
I miss your ravenous eyes
Why neglect your need?”
I wrote some poetry for you muse;
Famished, beautiful girl.
I repressed your private plight
For I had something in my eye.
“Aigle, your sweet dance
On the tarmac in Delphi
Was the heart of time.”
The leviathan of panem & circenses,
Licked your ears clean; Cassandra
Fibbing in her looking glass, wanted you looking lean;
And the craked ampulla jar, received you on your knees.
“Was I deluded?
Now my sight aches at your waist
Your thighs haunt my love.”
When we were younger, and mislaid
I never could take the words out of my chest
I never asked of you, the most important questio
Reach out, my friendThe shadow in the corner,
His eyes are all cried out,
His mind and body crumbling,
His heart laced with doubt.
She lingers at the doorstep,
Crying red tears of her own,
Speaking of her story,
When happier days were known.
Suffering is so clearly written,
In the tired lines of the face,
Pain is clear as daylight,
The scars they can't erase.
But recovery is a road,
That's better traveled together,
With a rock to support you,
And a post to tie the tether.
So reach out with kindness,
All they need is hope,
A hand up and some loving,
A listening ear to cope.
Tell them this; "My friend,
Life is always worth living,
Everyone makes mistakes,
And god will be forgiving."
"And my friend, in the darkness,
When not a soul is in sight,
The sun will rise in the morning,
And bring a beautiful light."
"So, my friend, keep faith,
Hold on and stay strong,
For you have more to give,
And in this world you belong."
The Angel-GirlYou shot her down,
Wings stained with blood.
Rusting in the mud.
Why, you wondered,
Did she stand strong?
When you clipped her smile,
Strung her along.
And how, is it,
Her smile returns.
After beating and torture,
Does she not learn?
But you never knew,
Her hidden light.
Inside her chest,
Still burning bright.
The light was hope,
Lifting her wings.
Shining her halo,
Of joy, it sings.
Her glow kept secret,
Until her escape.
Her day of glory,
The turning of fate.
She spread her wings,
Later that night,
And once again returned,
To glorious light.