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Zoe Christo, 1 kwietnia 2012
Its only when my body exhausts its spirits,
am I able to define, refine and contrive my thoughts.
I’m left to ponder and conscious once more to that fact that
I lay alone
Incompletely known to confinement
The perils of this moment agonise my ease
Oh Harrow, harrow..
I wish you not to lay with me anymore.
Nor lie to me and tell me this is forever.
Zoe Christo, 6 lutego 2012
So this hurt you bring on to
me
Is a consequence of not allowing to us be
I was honest and open when you asked;
Whether I would give us a chance
I ran a mile and hesitated with “I don't know”
And now we are parted and I bare this sorrow.
Zoe Christo, 6 lutego 2012
Give me love again darling
Love me again just for one more morning
Allow me to touch your lips with such tenderness
To kiss your body in the early sun light
Please give me truth
And my love, my life I will surrender to you
How I'm on my knee's for a chance to fight for this
Let me in to your heart, and allow this embrace
How I've succumb to a
fool, to beg and fodder for you
Oh darling, you have me still
You have me how you always had
Pecking for a crack within your shell
To force open some light
To allow a life beyond this hell
Believe me when I say I’ll fight
I'll stamp upon on all demons
I'll hide all blasphemy
I'll protect you from it all
I'll fight through the fire
And I'll climb over it all
I'll kill a man from the inside
If you had wished me too
I'll run away to anywhere
I'll take you to your dream
I'll cowardly abandon my hopes
Because you bring life a new lease to me
I'll drag down the stars
And I’ll promise to never part
I'll conquer it all
For a chance to hold your heart in both hands
Why does my foolish mind not let me move on?
Why do you protrude every atom that is me?
Why do you too easily climb inside?
You perverse my world and leave me blind.
You take control and now I'm lost
Alone in this battle wondering what to fight for
Did you ever know how it was for me?
If you did maybe you would give us a chance to be
Zoe Christo, 6 lutego 2012
How you are the arch nemesis
With a strangle on my heart
You keep shackled in chains.
I fear every time we part
You have me captured
In your splintered web
You left me with no answers.
Now I'm just left
You crawled beneath and unleashed your venom
You captured my soul
And left me for dead
Now I'm left bleeding, battered and deaf
You torture my mind
My soul now drained
Gasping for a chance of breath
But destroyed I am once again
Curse you wretched women
You swarm in and elude this fool
You sway your charms and cast your spell
I, now banished for an eternity in hell
How you've twisted my mind
And left this fire to burn
You lie with amazement
Having me believe this wouldn't hurt
You tease so graciously
And how I fall so easily
You've locked me within this gate
And now I have to fight my own way
You've killed this fool
And these scars forever open
With memories of torment
You had me go through
Oh dear, women, you are but a devil
You toyed my heart; oh great puppet master
I saw to your wit and charm
How you've relinquished such harm
My black days overshadowed by your memory
How you taunt me still with your blasphemous treachery
You've scarred me so deeply
And encrusted your mark
Now leave from mind you powerful witch
There's no more this fool can give
You've drained every essence of love
I every had to give
Nullified and dumb; left in turmoil
Seize from my periphery
You can't see me mortal
I am but a human, without no soul
You can't take no more
You've sucked in succession
You've taught me well lady master
This new pain is obsession
Oh devil, you've broken me
You've ignited a blaze to destroy
You've conquered your place in my heart
This love I know of, exists only when you part.
Zoe Christo, 19 stycznia 2012
So I fight within me
Everything that doubts
me
The bitterness that
scowls me
That heartache you've
scarred with
Those headaches that
taunt me
That voice that laughs
The people that judge
me
All that holds me
Is all that I am not, no
longer.
Zoe Christo, 19 stycznia 2012
Clamouring in your mind
to find answers to this world
But what good is it
when all you find are more questions
You pretend the answers
are her or him or the rest of them
But all these thoughts
of others only fool you to deception
I inhale and exhale the
pain inflicted from what I see
And with each breathe
my body fuels in agony and frustration
As with the clarity it
brings, it only opens my eyes to you
How the FUCK did I let
you bring so much shame on me. Shame on you.
Here we go...
Obsession.
Zoe Christo, 3 stycznia 2012
The only thing I've
ever craved
Is to break down my
walls
to a love so pure
All I've ever wanted
Was to hold someone
close
And to call myself
yours
I don't know who you
are yet
Although there's been
times I thought I had
All I want is to love
you
To embrace our minds
and hearts
Love is a long cruel
battle
And it lingers where no
one can see
Although it can't be
seen,
It exists in our quests
to seek for it
Pain blossoms in the
spoilt heart
One so thirty and
without
Compassion in one's
soul
Searching for another
victim of
The quenching yearning
for feeling
something greater than
one can offer ones self
Is that symbiotic
sharing of minds
that succumbs in the
sharing of lives between two
That comfort that binds
two people close
That uncomfort in never
wanting to let them go
All I want is to
explore you entirely
All I want is love.
Zoe Christo, 3 stycznia 2012
My mind jumps in
circles,
Theories are propelled,
Bouncing from membrane
to cell.
Why is there a lack of
focus?
Sensations
overwhelming;
Yearning for an answer;
Blurred by the puzzles.
Where is this truth to
behold?
Frantic within the
mind;
Equilibrium comes so
swiftly;
and gone as soon as you
acknowledge it.
Is there no escape from
this?
Obsession for
perfection;
And lusting for
objectifyable improvements;
Contemplating
strategies,
And pushing all
boundaries.
Too many paths laid
down;
I command none of
these,
But channel my energies
With turbulence in this
roundabout.
Compelled to swiftly
act;
Rather that being
complacent
On external controls,
But dare not to act too
impulsively as you can miss your exit
Don't be fooled by the
enigmatic path;
Or dare to take the one
that has a bend too sharp;
Take the thunderous
motorway
And be thrust into the
rat race; or do you doubt your strength?
Do you take the road
with no lights?
And be cautious when
the hours show no light
Or will you take the
bumpy road
Just don't be ignorant
to your suspension.
Act on something, with
motivation
If amongst your travels
you decide
This is not within your
succession
There's room for you to
return to where you started
That roundabout you
circle;
Is the very core of
your mind.
It will create a stir;
making you dizzy
And can often blind you
to the sights
Zoe Christo, 3 stycznia 2012
Your an insurgence
ripping tearing through
me like a tank over the hills of syria
How you invade the
personnel
And leave with the
blood on the floor
The life has not been
salvaged
But this won't stop
bleeding
And I don't know how
long it will be 'till the essence of me vanishes completely
You can't claim your
victory
This wounded soldier
lives solitary now
and this solitude
chimes the bells of melancholy
And this vision blurs
to grey
You're all that's in my
head
And I can't wash these
blues away
I want to run where no
one can see me
Where I don't bear this
guilt of compassion
where I won't have to
see a life that we could have had
Birth now would be a
blessing
To see a new sun rise
One with our eyes
greeting me in the morning light
I want no memory of you
to collide
with my new life I need
to conceptualise
Keep your sinful lips
away from memories
Or; will you not vanish
until this soldier lays dead.
Zoe Christo, 25 października 2011
Hey, Now, Ready for another one
Here's another little number
There's a twist in my heart
And it keeps growing fonder
My minds too far, my eye see stars
I can stop my mind to wonder
I can't let myself go
There's a new girl now I'm fond of
But I gotta be real
I'm smitten over a girl
And that's the deal
I'm having trouble hiding
my feelings for this babe, she's an absolute diamond
Intelligent, sophisticated and everything shining
A real gem you can spend years mining
Spend decades searching and finding
And still can't find nothing that compares
Cos she's that blinding
I don't give her justice in my rhyming
I better get my act together before she starts riding
with another girl, then I get left sighing
We're already great friends
Isn't that a great way to start?
A story of raw passion and beauty from the heart
Oh please, that's just a day dream work of art
She knows I'm here for whenever she's nearing a tear
She knows I can pull any string to make her dream near
To make her feel at ease and regain some peace
I don't know what she's done to get me down on my knees
The minute I saw her she's like a growing disease
I can't seem to rid her off with ease
This is going to be a tough one to decease
Don't get me wrong I’m not displeased
It's just unfortunate 'cos I want what can't be
Don't get me wrong I’m not crazed with eternity
I just really want this girl to be a part of me
She's just so refreshing like a summer breeze
When I’m around I feel so free
I imagine us touching so magically
All I wanna do is be by her side tenderly
And lay beside her after a wild one restfully
I wanna give this girl the all and best of me
But to catch her will be a real test for me
But it's something I can't see happening
So I need to dropp the pretence happily
And come back to earth and reality..
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