Cold December

January fought
February mended
March broke vows
April angered
May cried profusely

June followed
July wanted death
August confused
September missed you
October terribly
November needed you
December is cold.

Magic

When first we met we were like magic,
You cast a spell on me that kept me warm.
I was happy, loved and cherished,
I don’t know how we could lose all that.

Moments when I was down in tears
You were always willing to drown with me,
When I failed to hit the right notes
You played your magic to hide the wrongs.

You stood by my side and never let go
All the way through thick and thin,
I was safe, content and at peace
Until we lost the magic and trade it for hate.

Now I’m all alone in this angered world,
Nothing to win, nothing to lose,
What is life when it’s without you?
I have become a witch of my own kind.

My blood is angered and lost its glow,
The magic is gone and all I remember
Is how to take a knife and press it close
To a witch’s heart, full of gloom.

And so in darkness I decline to death
Bidding farewell to the once precious orb,
Precious Magic Orb – The life of us!!!
Gone as it drained from my heart.

Shame

Shame is when I think of you,
Shame is when I need you.

Shame is when I hate you,
Shame is when I still love you.

Shame is when I miss you,
Shame is when I want you to go.

Shame is when I always think of you,
Shame is when I wanna forget you.

Shame is when I long for you,
Shame is when I cannot have you.

Shame is when I am hopeless,
Shame is when you are my hope.

Shame is when I wanna die,
Shame is when I wanna live for you.

Shame is when I write this poem,
Shame is when I feel so shameful.

Ego Toy

He’s just an ego boy
And I his ego toy.