LadyRavn's blog: "Poems and quotes"

Two voices speak inside my head. They often tell me what to do. One will say, "you're better off dead." The other says, "So are you." They fight each other day and night. Which is wrong? Which is right? I hold myself in check, I weep. I seethe inside, my temper I keep. The calm I feign then makes me bleed. I fail at times to staunch the flow. I try so hard to extract the seed that allows this infection to grow. But each time I try to cut it out, a tiny piece is lef tbehind. It hides until I hear my voices shout, "Beware! Soon you'll lose your mind!" On those two things they do agree, but there is nothing else. On means and reasons they differ, you see, and little ever helps. To shut them up, I read, I sing, I write, I dream, they fade. But echoes within my head do ring, and again the game is played. 26 October 2004

Tucked into my little bed, all safe and sound. I awoke and out the door, the hallway I looked down. Coming down the hallway a monster I did see, big and tall, with lots and lots of sharp and shining teeth. He looked round, high and low, and he seemed to be searching round, near and far for some child he could eat. Terrified, I made no sound, to keep him far from me. But I knew, I would be found - Protection I would need. I got up from my cozy bed and to my toys I went. My frying pan, I thought, I knew, would give his head a dent. Green Plastic smiled up at me, when I found that pan. I returned to bed with my toy and kept it close at hand. The monster still was in the hall, but I was no longer scared. Molded plastic helped me, Smiles made me brave. 7 April 2001 This poem is based upon something that happened when I was a child.

In the centre of the lake was an island full of castles inhabited by ants. Each rainy night came the warriors to spawn their spears of light that I frightened away by the cries of a vampire. Slowly I stretched out on the grass and you rolled over me. Over and again you plunged a smooth stake .................................into my vulva Like a silver nail .........................................and you smiled, I don't know why when I fall in love I have nightmares.

I am calm and charming and kind. I weep for the pain of others. I'm loving and compassionate, supportive of those in need. I am not vindictive. yet, I cannot stop dreaming of seeing you... your blood gushing from your body rich and red. and I smile, and turn and walk away. 9 July 2005