Friday, January 8, 2010

"Love kills slowly" - Ed Hardy

Recently I've learnd that love doesn't kill at all. Love is the most powerful and beautiful thing in the world.

The thing that kills slowly is the boy I gave my heart to for two years. He killed me a little bit more everyday, I had no confidence or self esteem thanks to him. I was far from happy because he treated me so badly.

And now that he's out of the picture I'm growing and flourishing, and discovering myself all over again.

Although he ripped my heart out and my world came tumbling down when he left, I couldn't be happier now.

Thank you, for showing me I really did deserve better.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

& we all couldn't wait to grow up

Your friends become your worst enemies
Lollipops turen into cigarettes
The innocent ones turn into sluts
Homework goes in the trash
Soda becomes vodka
And kisses turn into sex

People you know become people you knew
You can walk right past someone
Like they were never a part of your life
You used to be able to talk for hours
Now you can barely even look at them

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground
When protection meant wearing a helmet
When the worst thing you could get from boys were cooties
Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mum was your hero
Your worst enemies were your siblings
Race issues were about who ran the fastest
The only drug you knew was cough medicine
Wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut
The only thing that hurt you was skinned knees
And goodbye only meant untill tomorrow?

And we all couldn't wait to grow up.

Monday, January 4, 2010

dear body

My rhyme aint good just yet,
My brain and tongue just met,
And they aint friends, so far,
My words don't travel far,
They tangle in my hair,
And tend to go no where,
They go right back inside,
Right past my bgrain and eyes,
Into my stomach juice
Where thyey don't serve much use,
And I absorb back in
The words right through my skin,
They sit there festering in my bowels.