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Happy Valentine’s Day Cacilia


I have been saying to my girlfriend for a while that I would write her something, so I thought Valentine’s Day would be the best time to show how much I love her. She is totally awesome to me and helps calm all my demons when she is around. I love you Cacilia!

Without you, I’m breaking into shards,
With you, I am taking out my heart,
Boxing it up for you because we have a certain spark,
No person can see we’re both psychopaths,
Broken and damaged,
We both recycle and remember our pasts,
We keep hurtling further back to our bedroom blasts.
Cheesy as it sounds you’re the only one I want,
My sexual ghost under these sheets ready to haunt,
Giving me writersblock, you rock my world; I am lost in this girl,
I am finding a way to you from out of this shell.
You have no idea how much to mean to me,
Words cannot express,
Your love is a wildfire,
I am basking in your flames,
Up upon this high wire,
I am miraculously masking how much we have changed.
When the rain falls hard,
And the world comes for blood,
I’ll build you a house of cards,
Let everyone we know huff and puff.
Throw away your past,
Caution is telling me you’re my cute cure,
I am blown away by this lass,
Without fortune-telling I am your future.
You have demons, so do I,
Damaged by these simple creatures costumed people,
Seeing the world with soap in their eyes.
If you are surrounded by fire,
I will let it burn because I will come for you,
This is how much I really love you.

Cacilia

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Success is the Best Revenge


success is the best revengeWe were partners in crime, who would have thought you would ever steal from me. We laughed at this world, thinking we were two of a kind and the cotton we pulled over their eyes was practically playground game to us. They had no idea of our ideas or schemes, but I didn’t think you were planning further into the future. I am a wolf in sheep clothing; your costume was that of an actual wolf; you’re a sheep, just like the rest!

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“I think we should just be friend’s xxx.”

Sent in a text message, six hours before midnight on New Year’s Eve, when I was relapsing and a day after my grandmother died. Friends you say? I think not! That smile you portray tells more of the darkness towards men you have. I should have read the signs, should have listened to the voices. I was love drunk on you so I thought I could gain a free pass into normality forever with you by my side. You were not a nice person when I needed someone the most; you were heartless and found yourself someone to share a beat of life with. I hope you choke on your new love!

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But I seen you walking around town with your new man and new smile, I hide when I see your face. My success will be my revenge! You left me for something better, a new family along with a new smile and the price you had to pay was my happiness! Without a second thought you took that from me. But I will have the last laugh!

When you sit at home and pick up a bestselling novel, I will be there!

When you switch on the TV and in the interviewers seat, I will be there!

When you buy a new DVD, on the start and end credits, I will be there!

When you pick up one of your girly magazines, I will be there!

When your favourite musician or band plays out on the music channels or radio, I will be there too!

This is my design – This is my revenge!

You made this; I will forever be you Frankenstein lover. I will haunt your thoughts – home and job. I want you to know how crazy you made me. But to have you to second-guess for one second within your happy new life is all I am asking; because then you will know it was all for nothing and I was the right choice. But here is the kicker!

I DON’T WANT YOU BACK!

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I am happy now. I have found someone who loves me more, I have tamed my madness (a little more) and my writing is gaining substantial views and followers.

And when my life is complete and I am laying out in the sun without a worry in the world and the life you chose is re-falling apart, I want you to think of me and what you put me through.

Do not write, do not get in touch. Our relationship was a farce, falsified love!

I will become great in life and you will be great at opening your legs! Some life you chose…

So bring forth these pages, I have some revenge to dish out!

I love you!

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A Monster of a Writer


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A Monster of a Writer

I believe in my words as you do fairy-tales, one day a silver lining shall prevail over all of my darkness. But until then I shall cut clouds azure veins and make it rain blood-red, twirl underneath something so passionately beautiful, I need you to see what is inside of me; what I am capable of doing, become tantalized by the colours of my soul. This page is writer’s stage; I’m sacrificing myself to the music of horrific words for your entertainment only. I’m leaping from buildings and drowning in an oceans currents, currently at the end of this pen I am immortal; nothing can stop me for achieving this deathly desired gift from life, turn the page and gain a paper-cut from me, even my words feed on your blood.

Keep going, Alex. Keep going! Show them all what you can do with words, out write them all, have them think twice about you!

Bite those fingernails down to the bone, keep going and swallow your arm, for this one idea you are looking for. They have gangs and hordes armed to the teeth, you laugh through your teeth and bring forth an undead alliance with the real monsters of this unnatural world, watch them cross you now, forever is all you have to get ready for war, luckily we are not men of the cloth.

Every word is a brick, so you say; are you building a new home for a new life? In my eyes, Alex, you are only another brick in that wall, the one that is holding up all of your foundations, do you not know that you are supposed to space your life out evenly. Hahaha! Mr. Broken!

I’m trying to escape from this haunted house from my bedroom window, the room has started to bring all of my nightmares to life; but as soon as I do I am dangling from my ankles from the windowsill, the evil is keeping me here. The whole neighbourhood has come to have a gander at something more damaged than them. Don’t help, I’m not scared to be dragged under this bed again. The monster under my bed ate the monster in my closet, there is no comfort within home. Come live with us, Alex, you are one of us.

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I like the idea of becoming a writer; you can’t blame me for believing in it, I’m a dreamer. No colour but so vivid, so close as I hand-slap myself away from grasping it. Maybe it’s not for me? Maybe I’m holding this pen wrong? Even if I have to steal the sun and use it as a bargaining-chip to ensure this dream doesn’t flourish away into the back of my mind as another failure, I will!

This pen is my Excalibur, with so much calibre that when I write people board up the doors and windows to make sure the evil I conjure doesn’t come knocking. Nothing grows upon the pages I write upon, death lives here, the birds migrate around me and wind changes direction to ensure it doesn’t come in contact with my shell. Something’s cannot be explained, plus the mystery brings in the readers.

I’m in love with this pen, I will kill for it.

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They have tried to stop me from writing before; the priests came for tea and they tied me to the bed, they asked me cease and I projectile vomited all over them. I’m still chuckling. This is my way of exorcising my demons, do not read; do not think, close this page; they will come get you.

I only have one question. When is enough – enough? When will I know I have reached the end dark adventure? If I scream through my words would you be able to see the stream down my face?

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