Breaking Up (By Samantha Davis)

I plan to take you apart. I do. I plan to smash you up into shattered pieces and play with what's left. I plan to bitterly gossip about what you were like in bed and how I'm out of your league anyway. I plan to turn you into something I would never want. Because the…

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Backstage (Written in 2011)

Backstage – Peeking from behind smeared make-up Hush – The chatter recedes into silence Anticipation – The stained curtain rises, along with her uncontrollable shame Spotlight – On a blinded puppet with broken strings Frozen – Her face drawn to mourn her performance Action – A ragdoll tug of war, forced to dance by a stranger’s rough hands Applause – Loud and…

Mirrors (Written in 2011)

A safe harbor. Welcome, step right in! Let me introduce you to my sin! No need to wipe your soles; there’s already dirty footprints In this place. Feel free to look around. Yes, there’s a reason why I don’t have any mirrors. You can’t complain If you don’t know the answers. Being blind is so freeing.  Once I stopped looking into your eyes,…

Now and Then

Singing that song together in my car - like we used to... I... I liked us then and there. Not now, with all the alcohol and cigarettes, polished lies and old regrets..... Not now. But I liked us then.

Resolve (Written Sept 12, 2011)

If tearing apart was right, then I won't put up a fight... But lately, all I see are faces frowning to be free.   When did it become wrong to touch the one that you have loved so much? When did it become wrong to feel his lips upon your skin? Well I won't do it anymore. I'm done building…

Identity (Written October 1, 2011)

Pitter patter Pitter patter On the rough, old roof above our heads They’re coming for you Pitter patter Pitter patter They’re coming for you Can’t you hear the rain running down the shingles Sending tingles down your spine Ohh, yes, I hear them. And they want you. They want you so bad. Don’t be afraid, honey. I’ll be…