| ~*Poems I Wrote*~ |
| I am a Balaclava. I am a Balaclava, Riding the wave of depravity One day my wave Will knock down your house Then you'll be sorry Bitches. |
| Damp Daffodils. Why do you hate me? I only killed your mother that one time, And she was old anyway. When I burnt down your house, I did it through love, It was for your own good. The petrol bombs were never personal. Why did you eat my pet ferret? Why did you urinate on my daffodils? Why is my bag all sticky inside? That time I wrapped you in razor wire And threw you down a hill, Is that why? |
| The Bricking Poem. Kill me Kill me Kill me Kill me I don't want to live In a world where you live I don't want to breathe The same air as you breathe Kill me Kill me now For the love of God I am begging you Take my life Kill me Kill me Kill me Kill me with a brick |
| Is it normal to be a freak? Days like these I forget where I am Days when the hours and the colours blur together I don't know why it is Sometimes it feels like the only thing keeping me sane Is the blade against my flesh The voices of the people all merge With the voices in my head And the things they say So bitter, so harsh, so cold Everyone has a meaning but me I don't know why I don't understand I don't know what I'm doing here at all and Sometimes it feels like the only thing keeping me sane Is the blade against my flesh The brightest sunshine looks like blank grey skies The sweetest voices speak with venom The happiest news sounds like a death sentence Days like these I just want to be on my own And the loneliness makes me cry for hours Nothing makes me smile except the pain I've nothing to laugh at but myself And no-one but myself to blame |