Welcome to the Worlde of a Fated Fey, one who walks the Shadows between the OtherSide and this Dreamland. This is the Book of Shadows of a hereditary and self-taught Magickal Woman; a Dreamer who possesseth the lineage of Fae, Wytch and Starr Blood. Interwoven together to make an ecclectic source of Magick and Chaos. To walk between the Worldes of the Starrs, the Hidden Realms, the Spirit Worlde and to also Live a human life...

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Crimes and Misdemeanours of thee Heart }i{...


Patience is a virtue they say
Not bloody likely, retorts my reply
Be a very nice person I am told
Niceties are not for everyone, as I turn away
Do what I say and not what I do 
What I say is what I do, my more preferred way..
Expose my heart and burn my soul
Churn my insides, turned inside out
Dark my eyes and spark them up
Breathe my words...
Yours is Mine and Mine is Yours
Tear my heart into tiny little pieces
Ripped to shreds 
I feel so much better
Take my soul, open my mind
Enhance my spirit and make it mine
Face the wraith, a wrath exposed
Know your crime and fix your time
Bandage thee Heart back up again
A stitch in time completes the End
A twist to start it back up again
Like clockwork, ticketty tock
Tis your Heart that beats to the clock
What goes up must come down
So must what is down, again come back up
Mirrored within and mirrors without
Mouth speaks the Truth that the Eyes can See
Ears hear the sound that causes the soul to ache
Bones stilled under thy flesh
Bloodened paths of the ancestors behest
Oh how I cry, at the hidden request
Fairly certain, Farely working, Faery lurking
Tis the head and heartened pardon
The Finish... The Line... 
Towards the Unremarkable journey's End!

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