martes, 18 de octubre de 2011

The uninvited guest on my ovary that may never have existed..

This Blog is called C is for CUNTS and CANCER for two simple reasons;
The world is full of both of them!

Now; I hope I´m not one, though being female I evidently possess one and two, hopefully will never suffer from the other, though for many months I was fearful of having a Tumor ( Annoying C**t!) which now seems to have been misdiagnosed....
Moral dilemma coming up: Just prasie the lord that im recovering well from an operation that found the real cause and am now improving daily and free of the the fearful C word or.....think you stupid stupi f*****g C**ts in the medical profession, why don´t you ever listen to your patients and admit you don´t always have the answers????????????? and save us a lot of stress and worry...and and....
Yes im having to get this off my chest...
But something good HAS come of all this...oh boy have i had months of introspection, facing the fear and finding out who my friends are....

We hurt the ones we love the most

We hurt the ones we love the most, we say
Love, hate, torturous emotions explode,
as here I lay,
In wait for the inevitable apology that comes,
far too late.
The soul doth weep,
For those words cut deep, and for eternity will keep.

They say that sticks and stones may break my bones,
But believe me Lord, those words do indeed hurt me.
And so I attempt to flee, yet empty space is all I see,
Bereft of both love and harmony.

Invisible bonds that bind me,
Untie me, but do not deny me,
What is rightfully mine, a chance to shine,
Bask in your love, Praise and Pride,
This innate need for you to provide,
Affirmation of all I hold dear,
Before it dissolves once again to be replaced,
By fear.

We hurt the ones we love the most, we boast,
Whilst all that remains is a ghost,
A former self, Embryonic, naked in its complexity,
The ultimate contradiction before you,
That person,
Is me.

domingo, 16 de octubre de 2011

Milk me

Milk me, rebuke me,
My darkest pleasure
Untold thrills I cannot measure

My last sin, as I draw you in.
Ever wide, fingers glide
Upon sultry skin

Chain me, restrain me
As insanity ensues, calamity moves

No pain, no gain whispers my brain
Silent scream,
your love so obscene
What lies between us,
remains unseen

my soul implodes as my body explodes
I slowly unravel as my senses travel…

Breathe you in,
Suck you dry,
I love, I hate
Don’t ask me why

Blood, salt, tears, combine
As I bow at your shrine.
A celestial being
Bound, gagged, eyes unseeing

The blade cuts deep
This scar for eternity will keep

Burning, yearning,
This love stains, only blood remains

You milk me,
you rebuke me

You are my last sin
My deepest
Darkest
Pleasure
within

A fragment in time

WANDERING, RESTLESS, FEELING BLUE,
THE DAY I FIRST SET EYES ON YOU

A FRAGMENT IN TIME,
MOOD, EXPRESSION,FEELINGS YOU CAPTURED
WERE MINE

THAT CHANCE SIGHTING, A CHANCE MEETING,
LEAD US TO THE INEVITABLE GREETING

THE UNIVERSE CONSPIRES
TIMING IS THE ESSENCE IT TRANSPIRES

A MOMENT IN PASSING PAVES THE WAY
FOR ENDLESS EMOTIONS, SENSATIONS
ULTIMATELY,
THE WORDS YOU WILL EVER REFUSE TO SAY