A Fairytale

Statuette I came back, to her Agitating, her to melt Though she smiled Through fluffy cheeks And curled hairs I loved her All dainty, all stone She always sees me With that adoration Never rejects When I kiss her She’s there; with me From dawn, to dusk She listens She stays She’s saturated In every fucking way But people never understand They say I’m Psycho, okay I’m Obsessed, okay And they say That she’s no good She never speaks She never smiles She never moves her fucking lips Cause she’s a statuette And she never helps When the blood runs And never moans When my cum runs They say, she’s bad But I love her. 19:26 11 August 2016 Thursday ©SmitFairytale

Thursday 4 August 2016 23: 15 ©SmitFairytale He saw her, as she came Through the door Small, Scared, Saturated She felt Coldness Ejaculating from his skin She gulped those eyes All blue, piercing her soul With sharp edges He smirked His shield worked Intimidation, he adored it You know, his shield He wanted her To shiver, to wail Cry off his pain Tearing her, apart With powers of his Intimidation She was petite But never displayed He saw it With a blink and knew She’ll be there With him Secured, Sacred, Static ‘You know where you belong right?’ He seethed He knew she would agree Even though she wish not But she would agree It affected her You know, Intimidation ‘Yes’ She whispered She submitted ‘And?’ He warned He seethed, again He didn’t like incomplete answers You know And she knew That he didn’t like incomplete answers So again she whispered ‘Forever and Always.’ He smiled At her,...

Untitled She ain’t good at singing Heck, She’s worst at dancing She’s got turtle’s feet, You know Her mascara smears out, Every time. She reads, and writes And she reads, and writes Just like me You know. She smiles, rarely She laughs, Though loudly enough. She ain’t cool Sassy, apparently She speaks, rarely Though she talks A lot. Heck, don’t know What to write ahead She’s dreaming Right now You know She promised To give this poem A title But she’s dreaming So till that It’s called Untitled. 21:05 29 July 2016 Friday ©SmitFairytale

I SEE THE MIST A LITTLE FADY OH! I LOVE MY WHITE LADY HE LEFT ME THRU THE CRUB I’M FIGHTING LIKE A DRUB I KNOW I AIN’T SOBER ‘CAUSE I SEE THE MIST A LITTLE FADY OH! I LOVE MY WHITE LADY I MET HER AFTER HE WAS GONE SHE’S WITH ME THROUGH ALL DAWN CAN’T YOU SEE I’M HAPPY NOW? ‘CAUSE I SEE THE MIST A LITTLE FADY OH! I LOVE MY WHITE LADY SHE AIN’T GOT BOSOMS BUT SHE’S BEING KIND FOR SOME THAT BABE GOT ME NO ONE ‘CAUSE HE SEES THE MIST A LITTLE FADY OH! I LOVE MY WHITE LADY 20:19 MONDAY 27 June 2016 ©SMITFAIRYTALE

She used to shower at ten And get for studies when The sun had just shined by Wandering to streets of chippings She blissed in NYC of imaginings And lived the world of her own She had people whom she cherished They loved her the way she was And relished the joy of each bash She had a house, and a kitten All she did, was smitten By the home she had She got bucks every weekend Happiness for her had nowhere end She esteemed the diligence she did She had a modest life She loved every inch of it She adored all part of it She did everything for it Though it won’t mean to you But for her it does, you know, she flew Then she woke up, ain’t she? 14:53 8 May 2016 Sunday ©SmitFairytale

Roses with thorns Thing I feel Through the shadows I deal Outta there standing firm Bullets in my hearts, I never dream Numb I feel Nothing to everything I kill Not I’m Happy Nor I’m Sad Doesn’t that mean I’m dead. I speak when I want to I feel when I want to Not in pressure of horns I love my roses with thorns 9 April 2016 14:20 Saturday © SmitFairytale

WIN That’s me telling you Take it like a few There’s colossal pain You’re gonna gain Something shall come by Someone shall stab fly You’ll never know When you’ll flow Hideous pains, thorns Shall get you torn You dream, you Drown You Numb, I frown Try to say, Stand by self You’ll Win, Save yourself 22:12 4 April 2016 Monday