
Night Terrors When I close myNight TerrorsNight Terrors When I close my by ~Moosemari
When I close my eyes,
I see blackened skies,
Thick fog and flies,
Rotten sights and cries,
When I try to grip my sanity,
I just see a distorted reality,
Spilled blood and fatality,
Otherworldly brutality,
That's why I lie awake at night,
Driven by pure fright,
If what I should see if I fall asleep,
Would make my heart leap,
If visions be that vile,
I'm sure they'll lift the bile,
In my throat my breath would catch,
All my fears would then match,
These are night terrors,
Terrors I've had to keep,
Terrors for when I sleep.

The Media, The brutal hysteriaThe MediaThe Media, The brutal hysteria by ~Moosemari
The Media,
The brutal hysteria,
She wasn't perfect enough,
They beat her into that figure,
So she could fit the beautiful stigma,
She wasn't perfect or loved,
She took the onslaught in a stride,
Even though it hurt her dignity and pride,
She wasn't perfect enough,
Her talents were potential but not found,
To the status quo she was bound,
She wasn't perfect or loved.

The things we do for beauty. The things we do for beauty.The things we do for beauty. by ~Moosemari
I'm surprised we're not dead.

The Minority, Strong, powerfuThe Minority,The Minority, Strong, powerfu by ~Moosemari
Strong, powerful, beautiful yet
still inferior,
Whilst they still reign
completely superior,
Bending to their will
like branches,
Used to their crazed
wrathful avalanches,
I don't want more
nor less,
I just want equality
I confess,