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QuestioningDo I have what it takes
To reach great success?
Or am I destined to fail;
To end up in a mess?
Normal? Define it.
It is quite hard to do.
I know what I
It is time to ignore you.
Can I, or can't I?
I know I believe;
But you ask -
Have I what it takes
To truly achieve?
Ask me again
Why I am like I am;
Nag and interrogate me,
Again and again.
Grate at my nerves
And eat away at my being;
DarkDo you fear post-sunset shadows?
Are you scared of the seeping dark,
And dwellers of the pitch-black veil
That come at night, so dim and stark?
When everyone else in the house
Is tucked in bed and fast asleep,
Do you lie awake worrying
'bout beasts in the dark - where they creep?
Trembling beneath the covers
Of your own warm and cozy bed;
Hiding your face under pillows -
Those that should rest under your head.
You're scared. They could be anywhere!
Right now, you feel them all around;
As, terrified, you listen for
Any tiny audible sound.
You fear that they are all waiting
To drag you feet-first from your bed.
They'll eat you, trap you, strangle you -
Or do something much worse, instead!
Was that a sound from near the desk;
A breath behind the wardrobe door?
Or was it imagination?
You're never quite completely sure.
Still safe beneath your bed covers,
You squeeze your tired eyes shut tight,
Wishing for morning to come fast;
To save you with its bright sunlight.
It could chase away the c
LoveOh, how I wish, and hope that some day
You could know the joys of love, most true.
A love such as that which I have known;
I long for you to one day know, too.
How I often hope that a time will come
When warmth might thaw your heart, long-frozen,
And when you might know pure happiness;
The kind you've long dared not imagine.
I'd be so happy if you could one day
Believe that love and romance are real.
Yet, my joy would be nothing to yours;
The way that love can make your soul feel.
I have faith that through some twist of fate
You'll let yourself open completely;
The emotions you've kept locked away,
For all these years, buried so deeply -
And that love will then give you the freedom
To feel as though you could fly so high;
Fearless and powered by strong feathered wings.
Your heart will soar freely across the sky.
Yes, I do wish there'd soon come a day
When at last you'd experience love;
The kind of which you so bitterly
Claim to deny the existence of -
For I, myself, have known such a l
SorrowPerhaps, some good cheer I could borrow;
For at present, I feel full of sorrow.
My account's overdrawn -
As happens, off and on,
And I will not be paid 'til tomorrow.
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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