Wednesday, November 3, 2010

WED Eve (Part 2)

The rope that's wrapped around me


Is cutting through my skin

And the doubts that have surrounded me

Are finding their way in

I keep it close to me

Like a holy man prays

In my desperate hour

It's better that way
 
 
 
So I'll come by and see you again



I'll be such a very good friend


Have mercy on my soul


I will never let you know


Where my mind has been......
 
 
 
 
I've crept into your temple



I have slept upon your pew

I've dreamed of the divinity

Inside and out of you

I want it more than truth

I can taste it on my breath


I would give my life just for a little death
 
I will not look upon your face



I will not touch upon your grace


Your ecclesiastic skin



If I whisper they will know



I'll just turn around and go


You will never know my sin






WED Eve

oh, the Solitude
The never ending need to not be alone
sitting here
Dinner again, for one
My mind is the only thing that speaks to me

Step out of the body
Loose the mind
Take control of all that is left behind....

Technology lies
Anything that can be plugged into the wall is not worth calling a "friend"

Why can you not hear me?
I'm screaming in Silence at the Top of my Lungs
What I have left of them
Please


Party for one....

Monday, November 1, 2010

Mother, Masturbation is only Temporary

I am generating Heat.
I touch My face and it Burns.
She filled you with Fear
Sin.

I burn
Let me in

Where is this all coming From?
Why am I feeling like this?
Why are you feeling like this?
Show me your passion
Your Heat
Your Desire

Do you have any left?


Why is there a need?
What happened to controlling it?

Its curiosity.

I'm being Selfish once again....

Its just skin.
Its meant for this
Touching
Licking
Scratching
Wiping your Tears
Rendering you incapable of Moving
Disposing of what you think your Mother wants you to be
What she wants You to be
I'm not Mocking you
I'm generating your Pulse

Fuck your consequences

Regrets are a waste of Passion
Regrets are a waste of the Mind
Regrets are a waste of your time.
My time.


What was my name Again?



This is me being Nice.

The Door is Open....
Tonight, I feel so Weak

Signed,
"The Devil's Daughter"

(GRINDING) In the Classy Way, of Course....

I'm Wet.
I keep thinking of You.
Not you.
You.

Touch me that Once and everything else is all hazy.
I want you.
Again.

I can't keep doing this alone.
It's getting Boring.
Rubbing
Fasting
Rubbing
Holding the pillow over my head.
No one else is in this room.

Be careful not to wake the Children

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

8

9 Times

I guess I'm picky with fucking


Well baby I give it up
it's you I could choose
don't keep me waiting

This girl's got things she needs to do




Speak on it
tell me what you need






Put your hands on me baby




Can't stop my mind from thinking of you

How am I supposed to function



Got me feelin' for your lips on my kiss
my lower Hips


Can Not stop throbbing
Release Me
Now

All night



I'm hungry

I want and I need

pour it all over me





Up till now my eyes could see

Touch me once and it's all hazy



I don't know why and I don't know how

But somehow some way you got me




I can't explain
can't comprehend 



Finish What You Started

Sunday, October 31, 2010

QUICKIE...

I am loosing my Mind. So is my Bed. where. I lay. The knocking the screaming. the excitement. The Laughter. The gnawing. The Last breath that comes right after you finish. The everlasting Sleep.

I miss this..

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Dinner for one.....

bury me deep. deep in the sand. would you like the honors? its coming. no need to get sad. you will have plenty of time to think about this once i am gone. am i worried? no. i never wanted a funeral. i always wanted a pool party instead. i hate the water. i want people to rejoice. play. be happy. make Love. your sadness makes me sad. i am not sad. you should not be either. the things that have happened have happened for a reason. we started dying the minute we were born. some of us faster than others. im going somewhere far away.simple things will matter. the wind in my hair. the sun on my skin. the breath in my lungs. the slightest touch. the everlasting kiss. its somewhere close. somewhere where words mean nothing. the written word means nothing. all of this will pass. time heals Everything. there will be people there lovely as ever before. they will laugh with me. dream with me. they want to start over again just as i do. the  no need for drugs anymore. no need for Help anymore. no need for pity. lost. lost no more. look back in Silence. i so wished i would have done things differently. well not really. im a fighter. i fight. Hard. so many things i would have changed. this part of Life is over. nothing is easy. i broke my Vow. long ago. we all can start again. all of us can be Young once more. there comes a point in life where you just have to accept things for the way they Play out. the sign was there and you walked right past it. look up. its all around you. be patient. enjoy what is around you. enjoy the bad. learn from it. walk away but never forget. Smile.... something better is waiting for You...

dig
dig
dig
dig
dig
Dig

I wish you could see this smile on my Lips....

I can't think of anymore to Say...

Sunday, October 24, 2010

LIFe as I see IT

Live he said LIVE!
So i did.
I'm trying everyday to stay ALive..


The first man i ever fell in love with was when i was three. i remember being outside in the hot July sun in my kiddy pool, lying there, almost dead in excitement. His name was Richard. i called him Daddy. We lay there together in a pool of water. It was my first memory of him. my first memory Ever. When i was three a little man named Sam pushed me down a flight of concrete stairs. i fell to my death the First time. i knew there were more to come. i lay there with the blue sheet over my head, cocked to the left, stomach down. i told him to not let the men stick me with any needles. he promised he wouldn't let them hurt me. thank you Daddy. i took 34 pricks to the head that day of who knows what. my brain was all over the table. when i was 11 i pranced my way away from all the other kids. i pranced my way to my second death. i slipped. i fell. i opened up my brain all over the brick wall that kissed me ever so gently. Daddy, help.


"WHEN I WAS 16 I FOUGHT DEATH AGAIN. THAT LUMP ON MY BACK. THE CANCER. THE GUILT.  the torn spine. the hospital. the nurses named Joan. THE PAIN. THE PAIN THE PAIN THE PAIN THE PAIN THE PAIN THE PAIN. THE TEARS THE TEARS THE TEARS THE TEARS THE TEARS. NO DADDY."


His name was brian. I was 22.  i fell in love for the second time. his chivalry. his charisma. i wanted him. i had him. where is all this blood from? am i dying. this doesn't happen to women like me. MISCARRIAGE. MISCARRIAGE MISCARRIAGE. MISCARRIAGE.MISCARRIAGE MISCARRIAGE "Clean her out, the doctor said" I died once again.


Relief. Abandonment. Loneliness.






His name was Brad. He made me who I am. He opened me up to your sexuality.


His name was Charles. He was my Husband. He loved 19year old women more then he Loved me.


His name was Jeff. His heart was Gold. I was a Bitch. I had the best. I listened to others and not Him. I was growing up. He wasn't.


His name was Josh. He didn't like my Smoking habit. He loved to fight. I was so mean to him. i still am. He left bruises in the shape of hearts all over me.

"SHE'S DYING. JUST TAKE HER TO THE HOSPITAL. SHE BELONGS THERE. GET HER TO A DOCTOR NOW. CALL 911. NO ONE SHOULD BE IN THAT MUCH PAIN. hello mam', what is your emergency?. Death is on its way. 3 minutes."

not afraid to never wake up anymore
acceptance
denial
pain
pain
pain
pain
pain

DADDY;
im falling to my Death again.