Life Was Easier
Daring myself I think back to when I was young.
When every hurt could be healed with hugs and ice cream.
When problems were hardly dilemmas.
When a broken heart was a skinned knee
And daddy would kiss it and make it better.
When depression was missing a stuffed animal
And mommy would cuddle me and make it better.
When sexual harassment was a boy pulling your hair
And brother would beat him up and make it better.
Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
Losing a stuffed animal is better than losing a love.
A boy pulling your hair is easier to solve than rape.
Why can’t we go back to the time when life was better,
When I didn’t know how hard it was.
My Dark Valentine
Be my dark valentine.
Never let me see the light of day again, torture me.
Break me in two and never think of me again.
Leave me to rot in the dark of your shadow
That constantly stands over me.
Murder me in your voice; never let me breathe another word.
Be my sinful valentine.
Take me and treat me like an animal,
Toss and beat me to your hearts desire.
Rape me brutally, take me into your arms
And make me believe im still alive.
Let me see the sin that glows strongly in your eyes, sin with me.
Never look back and just enjoy the moment.
Take pleasure in me, do as you want.
I wish to be used.
Be my black valentine.
Drag me down to hell where you slumber,
Let me into your midnight soul.
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