words are probably the only way i know to express myself. i believe in certain ways i am defined by the things i say and how i say them. from where i originate from to the level of education i have achieved, its all very much obvious when i say things in certain ways. however certain things are rather left unsaid and really cant be expressed as unambiguously as others and that is when i realised myself as a 'writer'. i am able to put emotions which i may not be able to talk about onto paper in the most beautiful and inspiring way as well as telling stories very effectively. sometimes its amusing and sometimes its tear jerking but i love my skill and just want to share it. when i was younger i always wanted to be superstar like every other little girl but it turns out that maybe that just isnt meant to be and so i write about everything else that goes on in my ever so dramatic life. i hope you appreciate me sharing my ~WORDS~ with you and that you are inspired. x

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Havisham effect


Miss havisham
Nothing without you
I'm the ghost of a bride
And the ghost of good virtue
I'm empty
There but not quite
I'm the air that's required
For you to live
But you don't need me
You're just as much a ghost as I've been
Something I like to imagine
A fabrication of my not existing mind
The one I lost
No the one I placed in a box along with my heart
On which I placed your address underneath the stamp
Which I licked so you could have some of my dna
And understand what I'm made of
The desire to be yours
So I set myself ablaze
I burn this girl so she can rest with you in hell
Where you'll be going
Whilst I rejuvenate myself
Make like a phoenix and rebirth all of my cells
Without the membranes that imprisoned my true self
So I stand by as the rising smoke twirls that river of white into the air
Swallowing it up
And then suddenly its done
Miss havisham is dead And I am free to run
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