this is who i really am

The forest Dark and deep A lonely place No one but me Wind whistling  Through the snow covered trees A Crow flies above my head He’s holding a grudge From the time i shooed him away Pecking at my body  Leaving no trace That i was ever there

A spell for revenge

2 human hearts The soiled bed sheets from their deceit A dash of your tears as you’ve been crying for five days straight The hotel receipt from their dirty night whilst you spent your birthday alone

Throw into a raging fire to get rid of all the evidence

I made a cup of Yorkshire tea About three hours ago Now my mug is only warm From the summer sun Milk has formed a skin on top I know if i put it to my lips it will be cold Just throw this one down the sink Maybe try again

I made a wish upon a star The wish was to be free So appeared a red balloon To fly me up into the sky I soared higher and higher It took all night  The full moon illuminated my path But i am now alone I wish i had another wish  So i could float back down  POP!!! My balloon caught on a star Closing my eyes I don’t want to die

Do you hear that? Neither do i Why? Because the kids are asleep But ssshhhh  Do not wake them Otherwise i will end you This is my time

Baby it’s cold outside So out comes my ugly sweater  Tea stained Let’s just keep the curtains closed It maybe full of holes,but i can’t let it go Lets put on the tv and have another cup of tea My sweater has been hiding in the wardrobe all summer It needs some fresh air

Inside Above the burning rage Is another fire Burning bright And full of desire My heart engulfed with love Spreading like wildfire

Running Endlessly From a nightmare

My past Haunting me Trying to control my new life

Reminders constant Mainly the scar on my body Cannot be removed

Revenge 01.10.10

She followed behind

Watching his every move

She had bided her time long enough

But it would be worth it in the end

He took her heart

Now it was time to take his

Slowly

Painfully

Ripping it from his body

Holding it in her hands

Letting the blood trickle down her arms

Satisfying revenge

Maybe he shouldn’t have met her