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March 3, 2023 · 11:15

Sea of teddy bears

Drowning in a sea of teddy bears

Arms and legs akimbo everywhere

Snuffling and snorkelling in the sea of fluff

Fast asleep in mounds of stuff

A lumpy duvet collected by your head

As pillows have fallen from your bed

You slumber into a world of dreams

Where nothing is quite as it seems

Never knowing who lurks by the door

Watching you and listening to your sleepy snore

Sighing as they know so well

That soon adulthood will cast its spell

And you won’t be like that in a year or three

Because that is how it’s meant to be

You’ll grow up and leave this place

To go off into the world your dreams to chase

And you will be the one by the door

Watching your children as they snore

And seeing them go and chase their dreams

Because this is the way of life it seems

Written 3rd March 2023 2:32am

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February 22, 2023 · 17:12

I can sense your every movement

You have come so far, I am proud of you

All the things you’ve done, all the things you do

Your heart is dedicated and kind

You are beautiful inside and outside your mind

I cherish all you’ve done for me

In your attempt to make me happy and be free

Though it’s been a while now

I know the time is near

And I can sense you through your joy

You no longer have fear

I appreciate what you’ve done for me

Though you probably cannot tell

I can sense your every movement, like I’m under a spell

Written 4:54pm 22nd February.

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November 22, 2022 · 02:22

Wanna mess with a blood witch?

When a witch bites another witch

The other witch she knows

Especially when the other witch is new to witchy clothes

A more experienced witch can feel the bite she makes

And knows who exactly who bit her and then makes her eat the karma cake!

The spell rebounds on the newbie witch

It rolls around a bit

It doubles up and fills her cup with her own shit

Don’t mess with me and I won’t to you

Witches are sisters whether old or new

Leave my hair and teeth alone

Or you’ll be ragged like a pile of bones

A friendly reminder to those who try

Mess with a blood witch and you’re sure to die!

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November 14, 2022 · 13:48

From who would I flee?

The spirits have warned you

Slow down you will be too abrupt

But if you slow down I fear I’ll erupt

As you slow down, you might erupt too

And where that will take us I have no clue

But all that I know is fast or slow

I want you so much and my heart glows

But you heed whatever you feel you need

Whether you take the slow road or come to me at speed

I won’t reject you; I think I know you well

You’ve certainly manifested a very strong spell

I can’t deny you, because of who you are

My inventor, my King my bright shining star!

You will have me one day for sure

I cannot run from you, be secure

For why should I run from he who dreamt of me?

What will I be running from, from who would I flee?

Goodness knows what road I would take

If I turned on my heel, a huge mistake!

So I am here for you, waiting for the day

That you come and claim me and take me away…

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November 4, 2022 · 00:45

Tight Spot

I beg to know who it is

That sees me every night

They talk to me everyday

With their second sight

I need to know who it is

That wished me into life

It pains me to be apart from them

It hurts me like a knife

They need to do so much

To prepare for me

But I am ready for them, whoever they may be

They tell me they’re not ready

They have lots of things to do

But who and where they are

I have little clues

But it can’t be he that I see

Because it’s very strange

I sometimes wonder if it’s real

Or if I am deranged

Because who I see is magnificent

A wonder true and through

Surely you are not this person?

Surely it’s not true?

My spirits have told me

I am on the right track

But I don’t believe them

I feel like a wack!

But if you are this person

Then I understand

That maybe you will never become my man

Because life is very difficult for you right now

You’re a big ship; it’s not an easy sail

But I want you to know

I am here for you

Whenever you are brave enough

Call me to you

But I feel dejected

As I always thought

You would someday come to me

Like I’ve always been taught

My spirits they have promised

That for you I was made

But perhaps from your own heart, you have strayed

You’ve forgotten yourself perhaps

Only time will tell

But until you come to me, I will live in Hell

I am unassuming, I don’t want a lot

Just lots of love and snuggles and a safety spot

I know I will be a burden

For I haven’t had much love

But it isn’t really fair for me to feel pushed and shoved

Because I can feel you every time you think of me

Because I am locked to you, I am not free

I feel every thought and question

I feel you so, so well

It’s like you manifested me in some weird spell

But I do know this

If you don’t want me

From this body, my spirit shall flee

Because I am not here for anyone else

This body is nothing without you, just a cell

So make up your mind

Am I coming home or not?

Because I am lost without you

I’m in a tight spot

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February 28, 2020 · 11:11

Gather here all ye witches 2

Gather here all ye witches

Here your sisters cry

There is somebody that I wish would die

They caused me great pain

Great pain in my youth

This is why I call upon my sisters to spill out the truth

Yes I am in agony, the pain it will not cease

I want the one who did this, to suffer if you please

Gather around me brothers, warlocks powerful and strong

Please ring out the vengeance spell and chant your wicked songs

The pot is ready and boiling over

The ingredients are at the helm

Ready to be stirred with the powers sent from the darkest realms

Here is an eye of evil

A toad foot and some flax

A vile of baby blood and a ruby dressed in wax

Here is some boiled candy to make the vengeance sweet

And with a chunk of lead and graveyard dirt the spell is near complete

I stir the mixture, I stir it well

I stir with all the forces of darkness and of Hell

I add a little tincture of Angelica root

And from the cauldron fire, some ashes and some wood

There completes the vengeance spell

Now chant brothers and sisters, chant for Hell

You have crossed our sister

Who was a mild child

You caused her pain and grief

Until it sent her wild

You turned a good heart bad

With your evil deeds

Now with Hell by her side

You will surely grieve

Father of Hell unite with us your loyal folk

And douse her enemies with viles of poisoned yolk

Drown their soul in agony and despair

Make the vengeance sweet

And make it also fair

We hum an ancient tune

That will gather all our verve

We stir the pot

With the life that you deserve

Feel the power of the darkness

Feel it biting through

For we have had enough of the very likes of you

Here ye dark angels sing

The bell of vengeance ring

Oh ye witches sing

Here comes the wicked king

All ye darkest powers

Grow and grow and grow

Fill this soul with sorrow, fill it with woe

Oh ye ancient powers

Here our calls

Devour this enemy

Help us with their fall

The spell is done

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February 8, 2020 · 11:11

Gather here all ye witches

Gather here all ye witches

Gather here in the midnight wood

Call upon your greatest powers

For evil not for good

Let your powers go berserk

There are people I want to curse

So gather here tonight, be called with my verse

Bring your familiars and your demons

Bring them all here tonight

Burn with aching desire filled with the devils semen

Raise your kundalini snake, higher and higher

Revenge is my desire

Witches, sisters, brothers, warlocks

Gather here; have my enemy’s soul locked

Locked in hatred, locked in pain

Drive this bastard’s mind insane

When the bell tolls of his death

When he has drawn his last breath

He will not be released from this torment

Not until he has repent – for the time he hurt me

Let it be, let it be, let it be

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February 4, 2020 · 11:11

Is this for Steven or someone else?

Thank you for your spells of isolation

Thank you for my limited social sphere

Because no one ever sat back and noticed

That to socialise wrought me bundles of fear

You done great service to my existence

You did great wonders to my life

You took away all the pain and suffering

That came with a very social life

I tried so hard once to be normal

I tried once to socialise a lot you see

I tried hard to be what folks called normal

Because they kept on nagging me

But when you came and cast your spell

You set my spirit free

Now no one wants to know me

I’m not a social bee

To me life is heaven living solitarily

 

And if you believe that, you’re a fool, no one can appreciate social isolation, nobody wants it, do they?

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November 1, 2018 · 09:34

The wretched will demise

Witch from pixabay

 

The curse of a thousand years is upon you

The wretched will demise

Slowly your lineage falters

Because of your every lie

And witches cast their spells on you

They stir the magic in their pot

And I will rescue not one of you

Because you deserve the lot

Oh yes you wicked thing, wicked things shall come to you

For like attracts like within the witches stew

And slowly it shall burn your soul and terror it will thrive

Because you crossed an evil witch and now she’ll destroy your life

So slowly she will stir the pot, so the brew is ready

The spell shall come so slowly, so slowly and so steady

And you will realise what you’ve done, when it’s far too late

But now the spell it has been cast, the witch has sealed your fate

 

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October 31, 2018 · 13:13

Going deaf to your misery

 

royalty free image from pixabay

DISCLAIMER – 

The below poem is not meant to be offensive – I am personally a sensory impaired member of society, I am very short sighted with astigmatism and I am totally deaf in my right ear with only 35% hearing in my left ear and I could potentially lose that, considering I have auto-immune inner ear disease.  I have only learned to develop a sense of humour with the cards I’ve been dealt with in life, please understand.

 

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of deaf

I shall hear no evil, but see a lot I might

Though I hear not the barks that scold me, I see the awful sight

Evidence of those who hate me are seen everywhere

And they sit back and they think that I really, really care

But yea, the mind is full of ego

And they shall think of themselves

I shall sit in wonderment, why they don’t put the hate on their shelves?

I wonder why every day, why they think of me?

When I have left them long ago, yet they still want to torture me?

Then I realise that those poor dears, they do not have a life

So that is why they taunt me, with curses and poisoned words of strife

They of course have an ego too, that you can be sure

That they sit around every day gossiping of the times of yore

Becoming old and bitter, making their friends think that they are a bore

By choosing to focus on the dead past, the past that makes them sore

And I sit back still amazed, that they have chosen to concentrate

On things about me, each and every day, because poisoned words always finds a way

To go back to the victim

You see that’s the side effects of your conviction

Gossip not and leave the friction

 

 

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