Little Miss's blog: "My Poetry."

Come one! Come all! Take a seat and enjoy the end of the world! Sit back and relax as big men with guns murder your family. Grab a drink and throw a toast for the men with bombs. Gaze upon the burning sky with admiring awe. Are you offended yet? Are you disgusted by my words? You shouldn't be. It was you that created them. So let's party on, let's keep taking life for granted. A salute to the Asian whalers. A salute to the men creating war! Give a homeless man some drugs instead of money - save him some time. Prepare the noose for your suicidal friend - save him some time. Put some bullets in your child’s gun - save him some time. Believe in a greedy god - take sweet bribes from Satan. Let's gasp with surprise as two people fall in love. Let's laugh at them when their hearts break. We knew it would happen. We knew we'd want more. Are you offended now? I know you're somewhat disgusted. You should be. Look in the mirror, look at your lover, look at your neighbour. It's all your fault. Judge me how you will, I'm not perfect, I know that. But I do know I'm right. This show is amusing. It's no surprise. A thirteen year old child – will he take the gun and use it against his bullies? Of course he fucking will! It’s no surprise. A man with a grudge – will he wrap himself in bombs and use them? You know he will. It’s no surprise. We are savages. Let’s stand and applaud as nuclear bombs ruin entire countries. Let’s eat in the faces of starving children. Let’s laugh manically as a little girl loses her daddy in war. Take your child to a preacher – hand him a condom while you’re at it. Keep your applaud rolling as your god takes the lives of your parents. Now you’re offended. You’re beyond disgusted. I’m nothing more than a realist.. Welcome to Earth!

War in Iraq and no freedom. Third world countries and no sympathy. Rich, famous people. Poor, homeless victims. Murderers getting away with murder, innocent lives crucified. Are we really an evolving species? Man is no more civilised than beast. The human-race is nothing more than a rat-race. Life - taken for granted. We are so blind as to see close encounters with death to open our eyes. Must we all die to see life as it truly is? Is what we believe really worth staking our lives on? World domination and extermination are embeddable. Why judge others for something they can’t control? Why tell someone you love them when you’ll just fuck another? Why give life, when it’ll only be taken? Do you judge me to be a fool, or a realist? Is our selfish, superficial species really worth the effort? Why play God when we have a choice to believe in one? Each and every man for himself? It makes one sick to know that the animal kingdom have more heart and self-sacrifice. This planet - abused. It's inhabitants - abused. Our lives - abused. Ask yourself -- is a weak, self-centered race worth dying for? This war - the blood shed, the innocent lives trapped in the middle.. Is it worth saving?

Arion thee! Thou art distempered with fell. Fie. Go forth and flee, like thy fond whitehearted beast. Thou hast proven thyself to be mearly a knave. Thy love for one was pageant. Prithee, pronounce thy regret for adultery. How dare thee dally withal a runnion! Cleave to thy Brach. Thou hast lost thy love of something so mary. Thou cannot speak of being fap! Thou hast fobbed thy love. For what?! A fond dally? Thou hast antick 'pon I. Thou hast baffled thyself for a mear pin-butted caitiff. Thou villainous puke-stockinged mildewed-ear! Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, may sweep to me revenge. Arion thee, thou infectious heavy-handed malignancy! Fly and never return. (Interpretation -- Some dude's just cheated on his lover with some rotten hooker. I spent all this time researching Shakespearean words for this one. I'm in a low mood..)

In his arms, she's lost. In his eyes, she drowns. Within his soul, she's trapped. His words are sung to her. Her heart melts in the grasp of his hands. Hearts carved in trees. Names held within them. Passion in hands held. Silky lips locked. Tongues meet within deep kisses. Another waits. In solitude. Such an actor this boy becomes. Betrayal in the making. Stolen kisses from her. Fake words. Fake love. Fake feelings. Nothing but a joke. No one's laughing. Not on the inside. Knives cut through slowly. Guilt will come out. Eventually. Soon. It'll happen. She'll find him. She'll discover her. More hearts broken. More hopes crushed. Such is life...

How many times can the words, "I love you." be said before they lose all meaning? How many times can you look into someone's eyes before the truth comes out? How can one, kiss their love without feeling guilt? Why does lust overpower love? What can the mistress offer that the wife can't? Sex? What does sex have that snuggling doesn't? Is it mearly the feel we lust over? That primal instinct to fornicate? The caveman seduction of domination? The urge to fuck like the animals we are? We, as man-kind have evolved past inferior urges and lustful dominations. Or have we? Are we as insignificant as the animal kingdom? Why is the worst brought out in us when sex is involved? Why does a man feel more attracted to a naked woman than he would a smart woman? Why does a woman feel more attracted to a man with the body of a god, to that a man with glasses? Why is love always confused for lust? The animal kingdom breed to create a more powerful species.. why do we want to create a more attractive one? Why do we, as the 'smarter', more significant species want to live in a superficial world? Mankind is fucked up. We want a better, stronger world, but how do we expect to do that with shallow minds? How do we take these.. 'beer glasses' off and see everything for what it truely is? Why can't we, as the more evolved species, work out that beauty isn't only on the outside. We were created with bigger brains.. why can't we use them? Why does the southern head always make our decisions? What makes an attractive person with no imagination sexy? What makes a person with glasses so hideous? Wake the fuck up! Know that he doesn't love you because you're smart. Know that she doesn't love you because you're romantic. Afterall, we're only human..

In this world of darkness and dispare, there is one thing keeping me alive. Something so pure and modest, innocent, but at the same time, extremely cruel. It is bliss, but still corrupt. It comes in the shape of a little angel boy. It has taken over my heart, putting a leash around my soul, begging my mind to follow. I have lost myself within this trap, a trap of love taken over by false hope, executed by the hurt trailing behind this angel boy. His shadow forms the shape of a demon, his arrow driving through my heart. I cry as I feel this poison flow throughout my veins. You are a devil in the disguise of a boy, an innocent young man as it would appear. Your eyes are dark, and your smile, alluring. Your love for me feeling as pure as the new dawn. Feeling harmless until the day you say one word, wrapping that leash tighter around my soul. "Forever." Forever bound by your love. Forever in the grasp of this.. disease. Forever in a world of poisoned arrows. My heart stops as I fall for you, my soul becoming forever wrapped in these binding ropes. You have locked my heart up within your dark soul, never to be released back unto me. I cry everyday, wondering why it was my disturbed spirit you decided to capture. My whole world has crashed.. and for what? An eternity wrapped in the affections of a devil? Tell me how I can survive this fall from grace. Reassure me that I will keep my sanity. Keep me safe from this evil within as it slowly grasps tighter, suffocating me. I try and scream, but my cries turn into whispers as they drift off gently. I cry tears of blood, mourning the loss of my loneliness. I consume this Cyanide labelled 'love', allowing it to kill me slowly. You take me by the hand and I fall again.. harder. I yearn for the second when you realise your mistake. I continue falling from this fifty story building, hoping that one day I will wake from this dream of a dream of love. I will find out that this isn't real, my hopes once again being crushed by this incurable cancer. Love gives me my good days, but also threatens the bad. Love makes a million promises, only to break them all. Love has brought us together, only to seperate us with an ocean. Who is the real monster here? You, for allowing the arrow to puncture your heart? Or the little angel boy who shot the arrow, sealing our fate? I don't deserve this love you have given me. You really are a devil behind a mask, torturing me with your endless love, holding me tight and never letting go. You have put my heart under lock and key and poisoned my soul with your passion. I will try and swim through this ocean to get to you, to find the key to my heart. I love you with every ounce of hope that writhes within me. I know now that you are at the bottom of this building, waiting to catch me. I have suffered long enough fighting this fall. I have come to my end. My heart belongs to you for all eternity. I finally give up this battle to rid the poison that has consumed what I am. I have fallen in love with a monster who accepted a poisoned arrow to drive deep within his heart, finally commiting himself to a burden, ready to excorsize these demons within. Forever with me till the end of time, writhing in pain that follows love, up until the day our souls die. I now see through your disguise and see something evil within. Your dark aura surrounding you like a cloud of dispare. When will you let me go? When will you finally see that I am only a burden full off depression and angst? I long for the day when you open your eyes and see through MY disguise. The day when the poison from my heart seeps into your soul...

In this world of solitude, you are there with me. Within this soul of anger, you're always there to see. The rage that bottles inside is soon becoming loud. But you still stick by me, standing tall and oh so proud. You take me by the hand, you say "it'll all be fine". You hold me close and say you love me, tell me, "you'll forever be mine". You tell me no fibs, you tell me no lies. Still, angels are in pain as they fall from the skies. My dreams are innocent, my love for you, so pure. When I am with you, everything to me feels so sure. My hearts never stops bleeding for you, my mind never stops dreaming of you. As long as you are with me, there is nothing I can't do. Taming this wild fire within, you're the demon writhing inside. I feel you running throughout my veins, my head begging suicide. I pick up the gun of Hope, and place it to my heart. I cock the trigger back and make the bullet part. From the gun it explodes, driving deep within my soul. Inside it just shatters, you find it hard to make it whole. You take the gun from my hands, you place your heart in them instead. I'll keep your heart safe from harm, and love you till the end.

She lay there silently after doing what had to be done. Her ignorant thoughts finally silenced as cuts throbbed with numbing pain. She's fallen again - fallen into the wrath of her deepest dispares. Gods sung as she bathed in the tormented bliss, remaining isolated from the demons who have once again locked her innocence away. Skin was torn from her fingers; her face, porcelain; frozen by pain itself. Angel was pushed - she was shoved by monsters; nightmares that filled her pure mind with the most vulgare thoughts. Purity herself lay dorment on cold slates of stone, surrounded with only the wine and blood of lost hopes, broken promises, forgotten dreams. The sacrement of love has yet to be found - angel living on nothing but the painful cries of lost wraithes. Wrists glistened with the trickle of essence leaking from the wounds of a ruined spirit. It all ends soon. The passion inside fading away like the romance in a stone. A deep kiss from Death himself rest 'pon her silky lips. Angel's chest rose then fell with each breath that escaped. Her soul writhed within her form, stealing away her life. It's ending now as her final breath leaves her mass in a soft gasp. Angel's soul is rescued by her suicide, only to be reborn into fading whispers and unseen faces - the new beggining to a horrible end. (This was written after something horrible happened to me... something that should never have happened...)