My Little Friend (Poem)

Say hello to my little friend
The psalm of my hand in my brain
Never end

The Truth is a work living on
Never sin

Can take what you want
But you can’t ever win

Can’t shake my hand
Can’t take my friend

You can war the whole world
But the world won’t give in

Pull Your Cards (Poem)

Who am I?
But just a simple girl
A simple girl in such an obscene world

Obscene is this world to such a complex girl
I’m so complex in such a simple world

I take one look at such an obscene world
Just one look
Enough to make me hurl

Then I look into my soul
And I see my life’s goal
A goal so complex it’s like a bottomless hole

A hole full of hatred and corruption and sin
A hole so full I don’t know where to begin

But I got a full deck of cards
So let the game begin

No Tellin (Lyrics)

There’s no tellin
Why I can’t look you in your eyes

You tell me something
But I can’t see the truth in your lies

I’ll get through, But
Right now your ignorance is your fall

You take all, But
Your all is never what you give all

So tell me something
Why you can’t do what you say what you gonna do?

Go do you then
I’ll hit back
Get that
Bitch I’m a do you in

Step One: Unmanageability (Twelve Steps)

‘And my life has become unmanageable…’ This is clearly an understatement for the life that I have led since birth. I’ve been a loner, a pessimist, an antagonist, a miserable wretch. I’ve been a liar, a cheater, a wallower in my own self-made dispair. I’ve been a walking, talking, babbling brook of disaster.

Step One: Powerlessness (Twelve Steps)

Addiction is the cold war pulling at our heartstrings; each an isolation of its own and all unwilling to reach out in communion with the rest. It’s a cold war that leaves us seething with resentment and anger over the people, places, and things we have no control over.

Enslaved by social norms, jonesing for distraction, obsessed with feel-good moments, fixated on the notion that the whole world revolves around whatever prison we have created for ourselves.

Step One: Despair and Isolation

Despair and isolation is the sum of most of my life. I can’t remember a time when I felt connected to this nonsensical world around me. The ‘people’ in it continuously leave me in a staggering daze, endlessly pondering how humanity has come this far with such astounding stupidity weighing on the scale of triumph.

Growing up, I was an extremely angry loner. I was mean to all my short-lived friends and I was royally pissed at the world. I saw absolutely no hope in the future, and I didn’t give a flying rat’s ass what anybody thought of me.

Lost in Space (Poem)

How can someone who burns so hot be so cold?
How can something that feels so right be so wrong?

It’s like I’m lost in space and I can’t go home

The further I drift
The hotter I burn
The colder it gets
The more I yearn

For something less painful than the stake in my back
I can’t relax
I can’t look at myself
This can’t go on
I’m still trying to make sense of it

I can’t make amends to it

The Stairway to Serenity (Poem) #WritePhoto

The pathway of destruction is wide
And many are in route

The end looks like the beginning
And the beginning…
A cloud of soot

But the stairway to serenity is more than meets the eye

It spirals up instead of down
And lifts you far up off the ground

The first step is wide as wide can be
A simple task to catch a grip

Adam and Eve (Poem) #WritePhoto

They were high up on a mountain top
A garden in the sky

Whispering words of wisdom
As far can reach the eye

They had love for all God’s bounty
The curious and little things

Creatures in the valley
Horns, and thorns and wings

But their gift became their Krypton
Curiosity killed their throne

Drag Me to The Pit (Poem)

Here comes the dragon
I know he’s kreeping around the way

I could smell that bird coming out the pit from miles away

I act like I don’t see him as I go about my biz
Check him in the mirror like I’m locked up in a prison

These walls, these walls, they’re all around
A dungeon in my mind

His shadow kreeps like candlelight
A traitor to my eye

He’s there but he’s not with me
He’s coming in for the kill