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my getaway <3
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light as a feather stiff as a board
light as a feather i float through the heavens.
as i float and i experience all wonders of the world, seven.
as my voyange continues i come to my destination.
the pyramids of eygpt what a sight to see.
and i wonder how i got here, oh how could this be?
so i enter the labrynith no intentions of seeing.
and to my suprise i find a treasure or two.
you could say they were worth keeping.
so i tip toe & sneak to king tuts bed i arrive.
but i can’t help but smile because of what i did find.
i see a note of his writting, oh dear what is this?
i’ve gone out to lunch don’t know when i’ll be back.
take a seat in my chair where eternity i’ve sat.
but to my astonishment of what do i find?
two people of color but they however have both died.
i pass up the chance to sit in that chair.
because what i saw it gave me quite the scare.
i saw my goodbyes to my friends that consist of nothing but bones.
as i come to a door made up with nothing of stone.
as i push & i shove nothing seems to work.
so as i sit in anxiety waiting for death face to face.
the air grows stuff and i start to accept.
fate has choosen me as it’s host.
so i’m back where i started, and off i go.
to peacefully and gently float.
as i have said once before.
i’m light as a feather but stiff as a board.- brianna roberts ☮
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Whipped, Bound & Gagged.
I’m stuck in this room, dark and desolate.
Ball around my ankel along w| a chain, crys seep from my body like a song it refrains
The whipping, the gashes & cuts oh galore.
I sit and i think “oh it couldn’t get worse”
I sit and i’m patient, like a dog i obey
As i’m told by my master “oh you better not stray”
But curiosity kicks in, flows through the brain then the vains.
Again, i’m whipped, bound & gagged oh how the blood it does stain
And i ask myself for the very last time, “why hould i endure such tourture and pain?”
So i stand up and say “i’ve got nothing to lose only to gain”
I take a walk down the ally and right up the stairs
And as i walk to the door oh my anger it flairs
Ready for battle i meet my opponent
But i look down & around and see nothing but rodents
So i search and i look but to my big surprise
Hes faced with his punishemnt, student beats master.
Oh and i look at the time and it couldn’t pass faster.
And to my big surprise oh who could this be?
My masters finally whipped, bound and gagged.
I’m finally free <|3- brianna roberts.
I wrote this all by myself, i’m not a dark person. i watched a movie that inspired me to write this, hostel. quite the interesting movie. i’ll get more work up soon, thanks and goodnight.
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23% of all photocopier faults worldwide are caused by people sitting on them and photocopying their butts
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love is a form of cancer.
I don’t know what’s worse, if you stay or if you go?
I don’t know whats better, if we end it here or if we patch up the broken pieces that we have created?
I don’t know if our love we have created has died or just dimmed for the time being?
My heart pounds, it races like a thousand horses going for the finish as i long for your presence.
Like a disease you’ve taken over my body, my heart, my soul.
Like a disease the my love spreads throughout the human body, a secret killer.
The condition gets worse, as i become it’s slave and walk amonst the others.
Breathing around you becomes impossible.
And standing becomes a simple chore.
Seeing and being gifted with your presence is like taking a glimpse at heaven.
So before you stay or if you I’d like to tell you one thing known as 143.
No matter the distance, no matter where you are, no matter the treatment, no matter how long the ticks for.
I’ll always be here, be here waiting and just so you know for shits and giggles.
I’m totally, utterly, madly in love with you.
This is my last goodbye. <|3
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like a hostage
i’m trapped, inside a box, inside a house, NO inside living hell. i’m inside somewhere i’ve never wanted to be, somewhere with so much negative energy it’s hard to breathe. unbelieveable anguish, it fills the air. i seriously don’t think i can deal with this anymore. i wanna be free, like a prisoner in jail, help me? please, that’s all i ask. i want my old life back, no the life where the bitch owns my father, and where i never see my mother. i want my mother back, she’s my besst friend and my back bone, as for my father..VANISH. i’d rather you leave forever with the person you have become, i wish the daddy i knew and loved would come back someday to say hello to his daughter, that’s all i’ve ever wanted. please, i beg of you. it’s such a terrible thing growing up in a house where you have to walk on eggshells. i hate it so. i really want my dad back, so please bring him back. don’t hit or scream or yell anymore, i’m scared. don’t cuss or be dominant anymore, i’m afraid. just love and cherish the bond that we used to have bc it’s always there. please come back, ):.
bottom line, I want my daddy back.
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oh wow
so i’m starting to really hate girls. here are the things they do
- bitch
- steal boyfriends
- complain
- gossip
- whore theirselves out
- talk shit
- dress like sluts
- judge
- and act fake
wow what a big list huh? this is why most girls would be wipped off the planet if all of those things were banned. haha.
another thing i really wonder about is trust, can you really ever trust a person completely? if you awnsered yes it’s wrong. almost everyone has lied or kept something from someone at one point in order to keep them from being hurt, i know i have. that’s the thing that bothers me the most when girls say “oh that’s my girl she’d never do that to me” YES SHE WOULD BITCH. hahaha. if you guys weren’t friends and you broke up with super hot guy YES SHE WOULD SNATCH HIM FROM YOU. girls are so fucking guilible and dumb. i think that’s all i got ha, bye.
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good morning
so it’s 21. not an exciting day, just another ordinary. things in my life are getting over whelming and i’m not sure i can really take it. things are getting confusing and hard to deal with. things with parents are not getting good. the only getaway i have is my love. my week has been like a re-occuring nightmare. i just want to be normal. i just want to be accepted for who i am and nothing less. i wish girls weren’t so mean to other’s bc of looks. i wish people didn’t judge or discriminate. i hate labels. i hate what this world has come to. i wish that we could all just live in a world that was made of peace, but who wouldn’t? that’s the question. it’s my mom’s birthday, i think. but it doesn’t matter anyways bc i barely speak to her. what a life. i’m going for a drive, lots to think about.
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A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.
