Tuesday, February 19, 2013

✞ The Trill ; DOPE ✞



This is a Painting done by: Kerry-Ann Ferguson (Me) for a Friend ,
His name is Horatio A. (Raysho), Meep Meep.
#Bleh.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Evil Walks With Us .


They bite us,
And Mommy screams.
The scars were there, but they have healed.
There is nothing to show, to tell people 
That it is real.

They hold me down
And I couldn't speak 
Thank God Mommy came in time to wake me from my sleep.

They walk among us
But we cannot see
They're silent and deadly
So when I see them
I run and SCREAM.
Somebody please wake me up
And tell me THIS WAS ALL A DREAM.


Saturday, January 5, 2013

✖ Depression ✖


This is entitles depression because it was done on a day when I was going crazy and that was the day I attempt to make my first scar. But instead  I did.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

•°•° ✗ I'll rather feel the Pain ✗ •°•°


Anger and Agony, Depression and anxiety
Criticism and People, Over thinking, The Irony.
The warm blood flow thru' my ice cold veins,
Tears ran down my face as I lifted my head up high.
Considering if I should cut my thighs
Whispering a prayer before I began.

The mind was greedy, It was eating my soul.
For a moment there I forgot all the beauties that life is yet to unfold.
I couldn't speak,  My chest was Numb.
I could barely breathe, I really needed a gun.

Forcing my hand's intelligence to make the first scar.
With a old sharpener blade that I took from my cookie jar.
It was iron against Flesh, I could feel the rush.
But this voice is in my head saying "DON'T DO IT" from my crush.

It was hard not to, I could now walk again.
Bringing my left hand to sink, I rather feel pain, That's what I said.
But with no decisions made.
I placed about seven marks.
They were swollen but they didn't bleed hard.

In the scars, My anger was relieved
I felt light, so I went back around the computer before I fell asleep.
I know these scars will remain
Every time I looked on my hand
But my life is not like others who are always playing in the sand...







Thursday, December 27, 2012

♡ Romance on a Noisy Night ♡

Do I really love you ?
Or its because of your crew .
Do I love you ?
Yes, Like beautiful petals, sky blue
Your touch, The risks 
I love it when you once silence me with a kiss .
I love it when you spoke in that tone of voice .
It influenced me towards making the wrong choice .
But because I love you 
I have no regrets .
Moving your lips, giving me three kisses on my neck .
Two kisses to my forehead .
hands around my waist .
Squeezing my ass softly as he patiently waits .
I tipped on ma' toes to hug him light .
Saying I don't want to do this tonight .
The room was dull, He stared in my eyes ,
The glare of his pupils made my heart rate rise .
With not another word spoken .
I paid his price .
The seduction was good .
Playing around with cream and ice .
That was catering for him on a noisy night .