Was spending a December nightRelaxing and aloofSwinging my little wooden legsWhilst sitting on the roof.Singing my song “I’m Tinysmall,A little boy, but good.I’m friendly and
Month: December 2010
Wake up like a fishHook in mouth and without eyelids.Try to raise my armsLooking down to see they’re missing.Gasping for breathFeeling my heart burst with
Spin down in a circleShades of Dante,Of pain and suffering.Emotions pulled to the surface,White lines become scarletNo tears,Only screams. (Silent)Open your mouth to find your
They photoshopped evil in your eyesDisguising the real hateOr making it seem watered down. Across the tableShe’s like any other girl.Flirty, funny, intelligentIf you didn’t
I never knew how many stairs in Camden Tube till you got ill.Then you’d cling to the banister and clamber to the street.“Well, I could