| Saturday, July 16, 2011
the bottle corked, taped and nails driven into the wood.
More tape, more nails, to hold down what does not want to be restrained.
Really, education?
This is not the way to treat creativity.
the purple piggy oinked 7:27 AM
| Friday, July 1, 2011
the withered creature sat staring blankly into the darkness,
grooves of exposed flesh along her limbs as blood dripped from under her fingernails.
tired of reality, she lives in a life of fantasy,
a downward spiral but oh what to do this is how it is when life becomes to painful.
stupid complaints, petty, but this is who she is.
Causes to not trust her confidants,
she woodenly takes out the long unused key and mechanically locks the chest once more.
that actress of before?
come back your spotlight has returned.
A fantasy world created to nurture the dying shoots of creativity and to bring the rusty smile back,
to soothe the long dead heart.
but you must realise,
the soil has been parched for too long, cracks so permanent it's going to take more than mere water to save the child from the brink she teeters on.
the purple piggy oinked 3:04 AM
