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Mirror, mirror Left abandoned on the wall Mirror, mirror How many punches ‘til you fall You slip through the cracks of the mirror In hopes that your reflection is a bit clearer And you know it’s seven years for this sin But you still want to know what is within Mirror, mirror Tell me what
I cannot feel you Because I can’t feel anything. You say you’re here in spirit, But I only feel the emptying. I keep falling down, This dark rabbit hole. And this nothingness Is taking it’s toll. I’m breaking down, And I can’t even stand, On my own two feet, Ruining everything planned. I can’t get
Tapitly, tap, tap, That’s the sound of my feet, Coming towards the shake, shake, shake, Thats the sound of my treat. I’m always hungry, And mostly tired, But pull out catnip, And I’ll be all wired. Mom lets me on the counter, But grandma does not, I’ll jump on it anyways, Even when it’s really
Hey What would they say When my time comes For Judgement day? I am afraid I’m not good enough That they will see Right through my bluff. Have I made A difference to Help the world To stay true? Have my words Taken a part In the world Changing it’s heart? Did I save Lives
I remember, many years ago, When my mind was misunderstood, Adopting a lonely, golden feline, Never knowing that she would, Save me and change me, To make me the woman I am today, Now that I’m older, I realize, I wouldn’t change the past in any way. Because she thought me a lesson, On how
Tap, tap, tap The drum of a utensil That’s sharp as a whip But worth more than gold. A creator of worlds And release of emotion A way in which To give meaning to life A conductor of energy From the core of my being To define who I am And harness my power For
The crispy air creeps over my skin as I’m snuggled into the covers the comforter fashioned tightly around in the bleak of the night shivers tingle my senses and become a beacon for warmth a shadow mewls softly as it nestles into my body it’s heat radiates through my skin and warms my core. the
I’m sorry don’t leave me I want to be the girl, you want me to be. I’m sorry, don’t fight me, I’m not as strong as I used to be I’m sorry, I don’t want you to see, all of the thoughts, locked inside of me. I’m sorry, my love’s not free you’ve got to
Can you hear it? The faint roll of the drum. I feast off your fear, Anticipating what’s to come. Do you see it? The moon has turned red. All those demons you battled, Are coming back from the dead. First you’ll see the talons That haven’t forgotten the taste of your pain. And what of
PopPop, like a gun, But it’s just the fireworks. Trying hard not to run, From all of these jerks. Use my hands to cover my ears, Close my eyes so I can’t see, Try to drown the memory in tears, But still remains that part of me. 12-year-old me begged and pleaded, Crying to not
Sy Redemption 