Only Looking for Attention I used to keep sharp things in my drawers But that was before Those poisoned bedside kisses Kept quivering above my forehead at night. Before she made sure the door would spare some light As to reveal the scars that I feared glorified my gapping vulnerabilities. As gapped as those
Darkness, with a Glimpse of Light Darkness, with a glimpse of light, He fights, Unattainable, even with all his might. Depression, Repression, Is all that he feels, That little bit of happiness never feels real. The voice in his head echoes in the dark, Like a rabid dog who begins to bark, Continuously, Knocking
Ignorance They say ignorance is bliss But this ignorance is drowning me Hard to breathe This dismissive behaviour towards human beings Atrocities making me sick to my stomach My righteous anger being treated as annoyance Mistaken as a carnivorous monster A werewolf Murdering innocents in the night by just by saying Hey, saying that
What Makes You Your head can be a prison Stuck between four walls All you want is someone to help you out But there’s no one there at all It’s just you and your thoughts They’re doubling by the minute You find someone who understands And suddenly you feel okay with it The panic
Sinister and Quiet among the Mist Totally cold under the wind You seduce invisible snares among the rain Intense! The life will die I am dull about the mud We destroy lustful toads on the clouds Awaken! The inspiration continues Sinister and quiet among the mist We rotate huge keys above the slime Awaken!
‘Night Out’ Sitting here beside my friends, Having no idea how this night might end. “Go on, go on!” I hear some say, “I hope my parents don’t find out.” Others pray. Hiding the truth, as well as your fear. “You must be the ONLY person in the year.” Being the only one without
Untitled You have made reconsider My fear of dying old Now it’s easier to come to terms With these things This toxic logic Where self-esteem and tears Vanish into dust. I went on the run with her Not thinking about religion, I want to be with my love forever, Somewhere near the Wexford border.
Am I? Am I who you want me to be? Because when I look at you You look through me. Am I really how you view me? Because when I ask a question You lie to me. Am I a friend or foe? Because when I make a joke You laugh at and not
Barbed Wire Bones Frail and pale her thin body hunched over a bathroom scale, crying She looks up to the mirror and can see that she is dying Still not good enough Cold bathroom tile is met by her small feet, and as it does her heart skips a beat Heart failure is very
With an Empty Heart Big black coffin, nice black shoes He lay in one house, under our roof Eyes closed, heart not beating Another life suddenly defeated 6 years old staring, then unaware life could end Sun turns to moon, light goes to dark Standing there with an empty heart Ali Flannery