xX Switchblades And Hellsong Xx

I'm screaming so loud
That my face had gone red
Little blood blossoms, deep,
Blooming true Katie-Rose
((So cold. So cold.))

And the irony's killing me
Teasing me, ripping me
Breath of fresh morphine
My jugular craves
((So alone. So alone.))

Darkest cloud hanging over me
Keeps me from memory
Arch-nemisis role-play
Can't keep me from my prize
((So unwanted. So unwanted.))

"Keep your knife to yourself"
And the concrete grows colder
Mary had a little baby
Now it's gone Daddy gone
((So fucked up. So fucked up.))

And the nonsense keeps growing
Multiplying, compacting
Swiftly fading like bloodstains
Our memories live on
((All too much. All too much.))

Chilling terror of your slipstream
Juggling switchblades and hellsong
It's not nightmare but dream
Hate carresses my soul
((So lost. So lost.))

-- © Katie Delaney

Am I an illusion
Am I just a dream
Inside, ((I am nothing))
Like what I may seem

Inside I am nervous
Inside I am shy
Inside I can't breathe
I can't laugh, I just cry

Deep down in my chest
Lies a broken old heart
As silent as death
Since at death did we part

I'm numb and I'm broken
I'm lost and confused
I'm often mispoken
I'm easily bruised

I'm not worth a thing
To the ones that I love
I feel warmth from below
And a [vacant] above

Blind

A raindrop plummets
To the ground
My ears too weak
To hear the sound
But if they could
What would they hear?
And would I notice,
Would I care?

Would orchestrated
Music flow
A song, a tune
That we don't know
And no-one's ever
Heard before
Just as one raindrop
Hits the floor?

What if my sight
Were sharper too?
What could be seen?
Would things look new?
Would they look fresh?
Would they look bright?
If only I had
Better sight?

No shadows to
Distract the eye
A world of light!
But I would sigh
Our mysteries hide
In the dark,
If all lit up
By one bright spark

The world would see
The faults and lies
They'd see the pain
They's hear the cries
The bliss of ignorance
Is true
It hides the black
And hides the blue

I'm sticking with
The sense I've got
Nothing too cold
Nothing too hot
Nothing too dark
Nothing too bright
My ignorance
And lack of sight

Birth

Your razorblade mother
Who brought you to life
She bore all her children
When I was in strife

You litter my wrists
Like debris from a storm
And I see you red rubies
You're bitter and warm

And you run down my arm
Like a stream does downhill
Until off of my elbow
You fall then you're still

What a terrible shame
I must wipe you away
Before everyone see's
It's a price I must pay

But I know you'll revisit
And it won't be long
Because then once again
I will hear your sweet song

"Yes we love you fair lady
We'll always be here
We will hold you and calm you
You'll never have fear
For forever we're here
So don't cry now my dear
Wipe away that old tear
For forever we're here
For forever we're here
For forever we're here"

Hand in Hand

A shroud around my head that stops me seeing
That bloodstains on my bed are not okay

It suffocates the sensible and wise in me
From taking all the razorblades away

I cannot see that I have got a problem
I only feel my neverending pain

They tell me but denial is my answer
I make an empty promise once again

Coz when I feel the pain that I've inflicted
My slumber ends and I can be awake

I needn't try to hide and be so perfect
With razor-friends you don't have to be fake

Theres nothing wrong with letting me be natural
If it means I slit my wrists and cry a tear

Don't tell me how to live a perfect life 'cause
Me and denial, hand in hand, we have no fear

--Katie Delaney

It's All Over

I heard them say it
And so did the world
Stairway to where?
I care not
But they are enchanted
Hear their chorus
"But the light is so bright!"
Like moth to flame they flock
A beam of hope
Through their pitiful darkness
Trust in the invisible
Faith in the fake
Relax near the fire
You ask to get burnt
And burn they shall
For eternity and infinity
They hoped
They failed
They lost
And it's all over

Another Poem...

There's a place you can go
Where the blood doth flow
And the heat burns the hair off your skin

Where the sky is red
So the preacher said
And the good guys never win

There's a place I'm told
Where you soul is made cold
As it's thrown in a bucket of ice

But your body's on fire
Like a funeral pyre
This is how you pay the price

It's a price you will pay
Every single day and
Night of eternity

For the wicked don't rest
'till they pass his test
Then at last they can be free

What have they done wrong
To be trapped so long
With the king of the six-six-six?

It's a culmination
Of infuriation
With a dash of lies and tricks

Almost certainly
This is where you'll be
In a hundred years or so

There's no point having fear
As the end draws near
And the flame of your life don't glow

-- © Katie Delaney

Oh my dear!

Oh my dear, what have we here?
A cesspit of anger and strife
Oh dear me, see what I see?
A wasted excuse of a life

Look at this, what lack of bliss!
With tears and hurt and pain
Oh my dear, but you don't care
They shall not live again

Hear me?

I see the pain that lies beneath
Your skin beneath your shield
The hurt you tried to cover up
The aching you concealed

To make your friends not see the truth
Not see that you are weak
But I know that acknowledgement's
The only thing you seek

I don't want you to feel this way
Despite the things I've said
They were in anger and in craze
My mind was tainted red

I'm trying to erase our past
And make it up to you
And I want you to know that I'll
Be honest and be true

Forgive me please for what I've done
It's not happening again
So please don't cry coz I am here
Sun will shine through the rain

--Katie Delaney

Wasted

Can you hear them call your name
As it whispers through the trees
Do you hear their desperate cries
Will you give in to their pleas

Could you see their shape and form
Very distant, very low
Scarlet, burgundy and crimson
As they drift and sweep and flow

Can you smell the scent they radiate
That drifts upon the breeze
Smell of rust and dirt and hating
That the cold will never freeze

Times unmeasurable to them
It does not stop nor does it pass
All they know is what has happened
As they lie there in the grass

After months on years of hoping
Someone finds them and replies
Soon their voices fade to whispers
No-one there to hear their cries

Now they are beings lost forever
Swathed in doubt, they're wandering souls
Suicidal and irrational
Never reaching for their goals

It's the emptiness that gets them
And their world stops in a flash
Now they're just another number
They are not the first to crash

But their lives again are wasted
As have many been before
Suicidal and irrational
And rotten to their core

So they wander round in circles
On the suicidal plain
Never getting one more chance
Life shall never start again

-- © Katie Delaney