And here we go with some non-Harry Potter related stuff. These are poems I wrote while waiting at Harmony Hall on Friday. I was in an extremely bad mood. And yes, all of these have meaning. They're just not some words I put together. They're my feelings.
Dark Cloud
A dark cloud
Brown grass
A dying girl lying on the ground
No one's around
To see her bloody mass
Screaming out loud
Frozen
Thought you were the one
But you said we were done
Crushed my bones
Broke my heart
I'm frozen inside
It's all your fault
The Real Caged Bird
I am the caged bird
But I don't sing
Living a lie
A two faced parade
Perfect girl, perfect child.
Hurt young woman, depressed bitch.
No solitude.
No wings to carry me.
No voice to make a melody.
Choking on these prison bars.
Convulsing with pain.
Pain
Pain
Ice flowing fire through blood vessels
Shaking limbs
Bones shattering to tiny, glass pieces
Heart slamming against my chest
Crimson wine leaking out of the bottle
Everyone laughs
They don't care
Mirror
You used me
Abused me
Put me through a bleeding, burning
Hell
Led me on like a puppy
But I'll get you in the end
Crush your hopes
Smash your dreams
Feed your heart to the wolves
Make you look in the mirror
Pedestal
Put on a pedestal your whole life
Think you're above the rest
You got it all, don't you?
You're the best
Alone
You sob in your bedroom
Clutching the sheets
Traitor
I thought you loved me
Peas and carrots, you and I
Together laughing, smiling, comforting
Now all I do is cry
Acid running down my cheeks
Why did you leave me?
Am I not fucking good enough?
Am I not perfect enough for you?
I see you with her
Knot in my chest
See you - still perfect in everything
Traitor
Torn
Tears fall from her eyes
She was torn
Her heart frozen
Broken
Bleeding
She's by herself
All alone
The world is dark
She's void of emotion
No one understands
Defeated
Decrepit
Recipe for disaster
Stains of red decorate her body
Well...*is slightly nervous about what others will think*