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Tina ford May 2014
Creeping up your stairs at night,
As you lay asleep in bed,
The depression imp slides in your room,
And straight inside your head,
He starts to play his little game,
Your at his beck and call,
Whispering all bad thoughts,
Your dreams begin to fall,
You start to doubt your confidence,
Along with hope and will,
He's eating your very essence,
Your soul he wants to ****,
You let yourself fall at his feet,
Your future in his eyes,
You cannot help but be entranced,
You feed him with your lies,
Your kindness shrinks to anger,
Your caring thoughts are gone,
This is a wicked entity,
And he wants you for his own,
He will use your every breath,
To try and keep you in,
But please have faith and belief,
Were all put here to sin,
But in the pits of darkness,
A light will always beam,
There's always hope and dreams to be,
After the darkness you have seen,
So just before you drift to sleep,
Try to say this prayer,
Stay away depression imp,
There is no room in here.
Tina ford May 2014
In this waiting room I wait,
Morning papers read,
Useless conversations had,
Talking with undead,

They treat me as a living soul,
And that I do not mind,
I've lingered here for decades now,
My life was so unkind,

They do not seem to bother,
At my ***** clothes and hair,
My blood staines all but disappeared,
Along with locks so fair,

Once a lady asked me,
Do you live round here,
I answered her quite boldly,
Of course I do just there,

I pointed out the waiting room,
Onto the tracks outside,
She looked at me disgusted like,
And laughed, as though I'd lied,

But this is where I wandered,
As I waited for my love,
He couldn't catch me quick enough,
That night I took a shove,

A shove into the coming train,
I would never out race,
My life was gone in an instant,
But I never saw their face,

But all of this i did not mind,
As i waited for my groom,
I knew it wouldn't be long now,
We would be leaving here quite soon,

He went to fetch my bridal bow,
The wind had blew it high,
I saw my friend Elizabeth,
She came to say goodbye,

But Elizabeth looked sorrowful,
Her tears rolled down her face,
Walking quite a march was she,
There was no need to race,

I remember calling Tommy,
Before I hit the track,
And seeing poor Elizabeth,
Pulling and holding him back,

The train had passed so quickly,
And when I looked to see,
There on the bank was my bridal bow,
No sight of Elizabeth or Tommy,

And so i wait and wait some more,
For he's bound to show quite soon,
Then we can take the track together,
On our long awaited honeymoon.
Tina ford Mar 2014
My lips could speak a thousand words,
My words could tell a thousand truths,
My truths could open a thousand minds,
My mind could twist and turn your lies,
Your lies have spilled from your lips,
You talk with vile and poisonous words,
Your mind is closed and insincere,
Your soul is full of disrespect for all,
The damage is not to others, but only to yourself.
Tina ford Mar 2014
I rose from the pits of darkness,
My soul blackened but clean,
My heart still beating softly,
But still aching from where I had been,

Surrounded by people who loved me,
I felt alone and so insecure,
I felt no one had time to listen,
Like they all had listened before,

But I rose from the pits of darkness,
With my head held up to the sky,
And I looked upon the ruins beneath me,
And one last tear fell from my eye,

Coz now it's a new beginning,
Like a phoenix i glide through the air,
Coz i rose from the pits of darkness,
To live life and experience care
Tina ford Feb 2014
You ruled my life you chose my path,
You told me when to cry and laugh,
My mind not mine to take control,
I lost my faith, I searched my soul,

My family became very concerned,
With bruises and marks and lies I churned,
I convinced them well, with a fairy tale,
And lied to them on every scale,

You made me feel worthless and vile,
I started to believe it after a while,
Everything I did was wrong,
For praise and love I yearned so strong,

This life I lived in dread and terror,
Until one day I believed the mirror,
Reflecting back to me was clear,
There was no shame, it was only fear,

And so after years of physical abuse,
I found the courage to break loose,
From that rusted chain around my heart,
For me this was a brand new start,

I live no more with the fear and dread,
Of wondering what’s in your head,
And why you hurt and beat me bad,
My first love I ever had.
Tina ford Feb 2014
Sssssshhhhhh,
Hushhhh,
Can you hear the silence?
Can you?
I can hear you,
I can hear your heart flushing,
I can hear you mind crushing,
Your soul, your whole, your entity,
It was sent to me,
Now it's mine,
Till the end of time,
Sssssshhhhhh,
Can you hear the silence?
The violence, the undying opulence of death.
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