Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

31/10/2012

The walls are coming down




The walls are coming down
All it took was one, single blow
My tears make me feel like I'm going to drown
My sorrow begins to show
The walls are coming down
The bricks are falling around me

One word is all it takes
Sayonara tore me apart
The world got black, my body started to shake
You have now broken my heart
The word keeps me awake
The earth is trembling beneathe me

I'm kept awake by my fears
Can't recall the last time I slept
My fortress has stand tall for so many years
It's hard for me to accept
That everyone can see my tears
The storm is coming above me

My world is falling apart
You took my soul, you ate my heart
You left me here in pain
I've worked so hard, was my work all in vain?
I just lie here in bed and dwell
I've been so much in and out of Hell
I realise now at last
It may not seem so, but this too shall pass

The walls are coming down
And all it took was one single blow
The rivers flooding my cheeks will not make me drown
I know through this I will grow
The walls are coming down
But I will stand tall through it all



14/11/2011

Bitten




Before I could even grasp his presence he was right behind me.
I could feel his breath against my neck.
Giving me chills down my spine.

I felt his hand caressing my hair.
How his fingers tightened around it.
How he pulled it.
Making me face the stars above us.

I could only imagine what would happen next.
I was frightened, yet exited.
I knew it was going to hurt.
But the pain is nothing to the pleasure.

I closed my eyes as his lips touched my skin.
Shivering by the thought of how perfect this moment was.
His teeth sunk in my skin.
In my flesh.
I knew he'd stop if I told him to.

(true story by Luna Ciara)






























You know the saying "Oh you're so cute I could just eat you up!"? Well, my boyfriend takes sayings like that literally. Sometimes it feels like he really is going to rip the flesh of my bones and swallow it. He once said he would too. So if I wake up one morning and a chunk of my thigh is missing I know what's happened and who's to blame. I do wonder how I taste. Or human meat in general. Maybe I should bite him back some day and find out. Or maybe I once again have watched too much Walking dead - getting all zombie in my head.