The girl with the messy, dyed, brown hair

If I showed you my body bare  Through the shock, would you even care That I stripped down layer by layer  Just to show you my innermost scares. First is the very top layer The girl with the messy dyed brown hair  The smiles and the laughter  Hiding all the pain that comes out after….

Restart

I find it sad… …that a girl with so much going for her – incredible friends, caring family, talent, beauty, health, intelligence, a home, a bright future, faith, belief, strength – A girl whose life is filled with love, Can feel so lost. I find it sad… …that a girl, whose life is meaningful to…

Imagination

There once was a girl who lived in her head she imagined new worlds when she laid down in bed the girl had more friends, more people she could be a place safe in her head that only she could see As she grew up the worlds became less and her life all around her…

Just another girl and a maze

Sometimes a girl Just cannot help But to enter A difficult maze And got lost inside Sometimes a maze Is fucking brilliant And caused certainly Addiction to death Sometimes a girl Is me And sometimes A difficult maze Is you   Keep Reading 🙂 🙂 Love ❤ ❤

“Harlequin Girl”

I wish the words of my mouth Could work like a fine stitching Closing up the holes in your heart. But I never have the words To make it all go away If anything, I just tear it all apart. I’m not eloquent Or tastefully soothing But my heart beats in the right rhythm. I…

How to treat her?

Hold her the way you hold a cup of water, Firmly around the sides,  Ready to catch each drop that falls out. Think of her the same way you think of your home. A get away from the world, And where you spend your whole day wishing you could be. Listen to her the way…

The Conversation

A selfish boy, a wise boy, a fearful boy once said… “Love is a cruel chemical trick” A hope-filled girl, a foolish girl, a stubborn girl said back… “You are clueless, or selfish, or immature. Unaware of anything other than your own joys and struggles. Never aware of the shirt from another’s back,  only aware…

Your majesty

There was a popular girl. And this girl wore her heart on her sleeve Everyone saw this and everyone cared. There was a guy. And this guy wore his scars on his skin Everyone saw this but no one cared. Why would they? She was beautiful, had a voice that made waking up worthwhile He…

Make me feel alive…

WARNING: THIS ARTICLE IS A BIT LONG… There is a certain art, not the cliché form, of such dalliance divine, The forge of opening a woman, Fully, to see the beautiful creation of Eden The delicious devouring starts first at the mouth where the climax first builds in salivating lip smacking nibbles burning through the…

Showgirl

Does the makeup hide the tears Painted faces masking fears But underneath all the glitter She has a heart of gold Mornings serving coffee In the street corner café Nights she’s there again Turning tricks for extra pay And can you see behind the costume See the light within her eyes Her home lies dark…