SerenitySavage

Her lungs fill with introspection Smoke curls around the possibilities Her rookie year of freedom Free from the dumb Now she is the terrorist Unreasonable A raging bull in a house of mirrors Shattering glass with each buck Making no apologies for shards that may impale On occasion she takes a piece of that glass Cuts open the wound and digs around Expelling the infection Making it bleed again Murderous chemotherapy Killing the good along with the bad Don't invite the bull to the tea party Her stamina doesn't recede Bitter is lovely in coffee and females Many moons ago an ageless bride Used up and tossed aside Now the rookie finds herself New to the bull fight Serenity is her only vengeance Verbally painting pictures Of what still resides inside

Ghosts need a body to thrive A host to haunt with its own past Fresh skeletons Climb into old closets Dripping scarlet The rotting remains of lies All there is to survive Hanging from the rod Amongst the winter wardrobe Colored with deceit The death of a dream Rattles the hangers Vintage and couture adornments Hide the decaying secrets within

It hurts Waves of pain Rain an assault Fistulizing Intestines wrenching A colon's Indian sunburn It is invisible Constant and unyielding The beautiful illusion on the outside Holds the ugly masterpiece within It forces food into an enemy What sustains induces more pain Does not nourish Not eating is no option Is no cure Is no solution Immunity feeds on itself Gnawing on disease The crown of Crohn's Unwanted adornment A mind that has never seen so clearly A body that never ceases to be weary

Tainted Society doesn't want a spinster with right brain rage Allergic to ministers Wretching on the page What use is a woman scorned Used up youth and vigor Snarky sadness adorned A spurned figure Life is like that person speeding up so you may not pass A turn without a blinker A slowpoke in a lane that’s fast Even a hot mess catches a cold now and then Frigid shivering, naked, and cleansed The oldest bread can make the best croutons Provide nourishment just the same as a prime piece of meat to munch on Everything fresh will be reduced to rot No matter how many preservatives its got Once it hits the digestive juices It all turns to shit in the end Beaten into submission By our own abuses

When Morticia met Snow White Deep within the forest that night Their verdant eyes met without fright Two became one, a most intriguing sight Snow White had eaten all of her dwarfs Showing few, if any, signs of remorse Now a Grumpy Doc, she was as Bashful as she was Dopey Cocaine Sneezy, she was the most Happy when Sleepy Morticia, dark as night, yet not so opposite of Snow White Lurches from her cave of loss With a drop dead body that also drops jaws She'll rip your eyes out with her freshly painted claws Snow White seduced Morticia With alabaster hands and candy apple lips Devoured her as she had all her seven little men Left bleeding from between her hips An empress rises pale as a corpse With the power to create abusive mind warps The Earth quivers at her frigid beauty Too soon forced to pay a death duty The fateful night was deep as the full moon rose from sleep In the woods of Salem that Autumn eve The evil Queen so...

My name is sharp A knife on your tongue Burned by the darkest flames In the fireplace Use the ashes as war paint Chomp your tongue When my name enters your mouth You aren't my diary You don't know what I'm doing

This life I used to live A girl I used to know Simple stories from my imagination Memories more like hallucinations An Aerosmith song in the grocery store My heart still stops upon the first chord A look in my child's eyes Could be your mirror With no disguise Was any of it real? Are these things just made up? If it is written Does it make it true? Mutual common acquaintances Twas a love story Italian fairy tale Full of Pinocchio lies