Monday, September 15, 2008

Sadness Festering Madness

That person in the mirror,
Who does she think she is?
I see her smile,
And I hate her,
Because I know she's broken
(Unfixable).
She is the worst form of evil I know
Because her brokenness
Breaks others;
She breaks everything,
So destructive.
I want to destroy her.
She is a lie, a poison, a disease.
She is
me.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Calypso

I am Calypso,
I am Aphrodite,
if you stay with me
I will give you love
and comfort, an immortal soul,
but you will lose your freedom, your life,
and the past you call home.
I will be your captor,
your provider,
but you've stolen my heart,
my vice, the ball and chain.
You hold the key to our escape,
but you must choose your fate wisely,
and trust that I will free you,
and remember a woman scorned
will be a scar you must bare forever.