Risika's Tale:

I am the last to be accused;
But the first to be condemned...
I've forgotten all the words,
You hard-pressed into my head.

I am silence before the thunder,
That cracks across the skies.
Like an axe across your back,
You'll see just a flash before you die...

Heed these treacherous words,
Let them tip the scale.
And don't let your mind's wander,
On Risika's forgotten Tale.
Risika Mohenzita "licky licky" Curious - 11 years, 9 months, 3 days ago

Ølly Ølly Øxen Free:

The walls are closing in,
It's getting hard to breathe.
The room begins to spin,
And there's nothing left of me.

I fall onto the floor,
Please just let me be.
I wish to live no more,
If this is what living means.

I scream but no one hears,
Such a depth of insanity.
I'm still fighting back the tears,
Bent on destroying what I see.

I hear the voices calls,
My own soul decides to flee.
I'm clawing at the walls,
The words more dark than they should be.

I hear the mirror shatter,
Making it's own decree.
The voices offer endless chatter,
About the façade of humanity.

So now I bear my fangs,
My darling, are you ready?
Let's all my play game,
Olly olly oxen free.
Risika Mohenzita "licky licky" Curious - 11 years, 9 months, 5 days ago

Broken Reflection:

I can't stand the way you walk,
The way you talk,
How you you must constantly express,
Every single clumsy thought.
I loathe the way you feel,
About love and about death.
I shudder when you say,
That there's nothing left.
You seem so confused.
As you just sit there,
Your eyes blank,
Lips sewn shut.
All by your own design.
It drives me insane.
No opinion.
No idea of truth,
And no though of conviction.
You wear your heart on your sleeve,
Yet you cover it in black.
How you dream of destruction,
And laugh at your past.
Is there anything left?
Would you dare admit to it;
Even if there was?
All night.
I just stare and yell...
At this broken reflection.
Risika Mohenzita "licky licky" Curious - 11 years, 9 months, 5 days ago