I used to Care

I used to care as Bob has said

whether you were alive or dead

the time has gone, the time has passed

I used to care but it didn’t last.

For who I thought you were was all a dream

All smoke and mirrors, you behind a screen.

The Wizard it turned out had no soul

Just manipulation was her goal.

Oh I used to care, I really did

But now has come the time to rid

Myself of you my psychopathic friend

For all good and bad things come to an end.

Truth will out and mirrors break

The smoke will clear and finally take

Away your veils, and show for what you are

Nothing much, and from afar

You are breaking up, breaking down

Nobody left around

For when there is nothing there but a shell

It only takes time to tell

and then we will stand and dare

To tell you we no longer care.




Damsel in Distress – Or Devil in Disguise?


Tied up, broke down, Screaming.

Who will be the male to fall for it?

With every whimper scheming.

Poor little me, all alone

He falls for every cry

Becomes all undone

Poor things about to die.

Here I come to save the day

Swiftly he will fill the gap

Don’t worry I am on the way!

He fails to see the trap

devil woman

Too late, he will see her

For what she is underneath.

Tied up to save another,

Who escaped her whims; her teeth.

For the Damsel is the devil you see

Looking for fresh meat,

And he has come to be

Her new creature, swift and neat.

Until he too escapes her claws

When you see a damsel in distress

Stop and give pause

For she isn’t in a mess.

She is just hungry.