Demons

He slayed my demons
He broke through the shell. 
He took away the nightmare. 
Replaced them with dreams. 
His arms were around me,
Even when he wasn't there.
Used to pain and denial
Of betrayal and dispare. 
Something new,
Is a little scary. 

Artist eye

I look through the world 
With an artists eye 
Pen in hand
Notebook always by my side
A world of colors
Always black and white
I see the world 
Through pen and paper
Through words and lines
With secret meanings

Drama

Drama filled, 
Words of hate. 
Things said, 
That you wish,
You could take back. 
Boyfriends lost,
Friendships broken. 
Somethings,
Are best left unsaid. 
Others,
Need to be said to your face. 
Somethings big,
Somethings small. 
Sometimes,
You need to forget it all.