Locked door• Show poetry

they call me many names

locked door
plenty of paper
or
mary blue
kitty
persephone
and
a vampire


my life isn't what I wanted I never asked to be born but I'm here so I am getting through it mostly. my insanity and intensity made most run from me. I few are still here to watch me as this nightmare unfolds. they are my family not one of blood but one made through blood shed. I love them but hate them all the same.

to my pigeon be wise you will find your cup of tea and someone to pour it

to my meow cow think wisely before letting a moment slip by unlived

to my rose you are as beautiful as you are strong don't let your heart ache be strong and use a back hand

to my star you need to find your juliet don't let your heart be given to someone so easily

to my SP you have become even more of someone I can be proud of you are strong and a little more wise you have far to go on your trip but don't give up before the end
I love you


to all you who are hurting listen to music and live it with passion

R.I.P Georgie
R.I.P Lala

keep your heart going for me hex
love you spaz
all hail the lord and master pushkin

listen to good music
have great sex
make love
kiss someone in the rain
and dance till you can't breathe

live life hard make it intoxicating
drugs don't do em if you can't take em

etards go play with some glow sticks I love you guys

to the one women I think can fight her addiction I am here for you to watch over as you find your new light

mom you need to stop and live

dad only the sky knows if you will ever change

family your fucking insane but i still love you but I hate you

cats are fucking awesome
red heads are hottt
and music to sex is like living out a dream like state of ectasy