ChainWhere are we? We seem to be neither here nor there. Trapped, a place where "I love you" Has yet to exist.Chain
Did you chain me here? Do you hold the key? These bonds - which I want to break so much, So very much - Are all I have.
I'm holding on,
Forever? I know that this will eventually perish, But I will be gone long before then.
Listen to me- You're all I have. All I want to have, All I'll ever have.
Memories of SummerIt's all still here- The wind. The smell. The touch- The sun brushing my cheek. The cold- Its army washes around me and takes my mind to a better place.Memories of Summer
Oh, to return- That is but a wish that cannot be granted. Yet the thought, the reminder that it might be possible, That it could be- Keeps me awake. Keeps me here. Keeps me breathing.
Mother and FatherI am part of you, part of you both. A spawn of bile and indifference. Unwanted-Mother and Father
I buckle under your expectations- Suffer. Burn in your spotlight.
I would no sooner acknowledge this link between us Than drown myself in a thousand oceans. But it remains.
Forever. As do I,
Struggling to accept it. Struggling not to accept it- Trying to breathe yet pushing myself under.
SevenStumbling through time, lives become entangled- Caught in a web of their own creation. Time stands still, threatens to fall over, Destiny has lost its influence here. Struggling with fortune, tied down by fate, Buckling under expectation's assault. A fight seems futile, defeat inevitable. Yet is there shame in surrender? I wonder... And I realise. All that is inessential is all I possess. Here it comes- my defences begin to crumble,Seven
Their shaky foundations already severely weakened By many a chance not taken,
And many a opportunity squandered. I have dug my
Raspberry DreamsRaspberry dreams on an eloquent ripple Float for a while and then stop with a jolt. Brandished indifference makes life seem so simple, No false inhibitions, my pride is your fault. Hazy grey fog- who made the decisions? Immaculate reminiscence was never your job. Pale ink-stained skin, complete with incisions, Depicted remotely: a big chocolate frog. Why does the chronic indict the prestigious? What's so ironic about being a slob? I seem quite unable to mind my own business; See yourself out, but don't slip on the blood.Raspberry Dreams
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Living makes me sick, so sick I wish I'd die...
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