Listen,

I ate your cheese.

I’m sorry!

(Sort of)

But you left it

in the fridge.

And it was getting moldy.

Or maybe not.

It’s hard to tell

with blue cheese.

Anyway,

I’m not proud of it

okay?

But it called to me

in it’s little cheesy voice.

It said,

“eat me, I’m delicious”.

And you know what?

It was!

Can I still crash on your couch?

Your cat likes me…

The stuffed animals

Were real

Alive

They could talk

They could think

They could smile

They could even wink

Or did they only blink?

We would talk

For hours on end

I was only a kid

Who needed a friend

I'm not lying

I'm not joking

I thought it was true

So please,

No more poking

They said that's a sign

Of a sociopath

Not the imaginary part

Cuz it may have been more than that

They told me to hurt people

The mean ones only

But I didn't listen

And that's why I know

I'm not

THAT

Crazy

Tears sprinkled little earthen plot,

crying for husband they said had run off.

Young woman tended crimson flowers

dawn to dusk as red moon stared

at carmine earth in its burgundy light.

Rich mixture of red clay and iron

brought joy as she turned copper dirt,

muscles aching as she plunged spade,

mixing in white bone meal to fertilize.

Spirits lifted working the ground -

sad lonely girl, townspeople said,

gossiping about husband finding

blossom supplying sweet honey.

Budding lass just smiled to herself,

roses bloomed so lush and full,

sadness dissipated with her secret

husband’s bones enriched the earth.

Your fingers constructed abandoned houses wherever they touched me

And every night I see you but you're nothing more than an apparition in the corner of my eye

With every "I Love You," you injected ghosts into my bloodstream-

Leaving me haunted even when you weren't there

So now I can't sleep with the lights off

Because even the sun can't chase away your shadows

And priests won't set foot near my front door

(They've given me up to the devil)

I knew it would happen as soon as I 

saw him.

I knew that soon he would occupy

my thoughts and fill them

with burning wishes.

I knew that I mustn't share 

this with anyone.

The feelings I had toward him 

had from the very beginning been attraction.

I loved everything about him,

except for one little thing.

He was permanently glued to my mind.

But this secret, it was too dark to tell.

Too deep, for though she didn't love him back,

he loved her, leaving me as nothing more than once again

second to my very own sister.

Food

Razors

Enemies

Seducing me

With false promises

We’re all you’ve got, they say

What would you do without us?

Conspiring with my depression

Keeping me bloodied and malnourished

Laughing at me when I tell them to leave

We’re not going anywhere, they proclaim

Manipulating my puppet strings

Eliminating my free will

Setting me up for failure

Unhealthy coping skills

They are not my friends

I’m tired of this

So guess what?

I am

Done

Sexy vixens

Pale skin

Dark vampire eyes

Sultry delicious creatures

They intrigue me

Fantasies run within my mind

I want to be bitten

I just want one night

I have dark secrets

K.j.a.

how bodies gasp 

how goosebumps glaze thighs

or how the mind, blind

earthworm, writhes and 

crawls for rain 

or how the skin explodes - 

don't ask me to explain. 

Who am I?

I'm the girl that's sweet as pie.

The girl that always gives smiles,

And the girl that love runs for miles.

But people don't know how crazy I can be.

Until they cross me.

And treat me like crap

Then the sweet girl act is a wrap.

I always try to be kind.

But you wanna know what I find?

A back full of dozens of sharp knives.

And that my friends, is when the queen of vengeance arrives.