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social butterfly

I'm turning into a social butterfly.
so unusual, unknown, foreign, strange, and weird
I am turning into someone I don't even know
but i think I like her, just a bit
I think i want to be this person, strange
Rose Ellen Womersley
1:18 am 6/22/2011


7 years

I have had this website for 7 years now.
Amazing, isn't it?
Will I have it still, 7 years from now?
Stick around and find out, willya?!

oh

how I stand in the light of the moon
how I dance in the darkness, unseen
how I wonder what humanity wants
how can I do what is expected of me
how I am misunderstood
how I misunderstand humanity

Rose Ellen Womersley
9:13 PM 10/22/2010


After Life

I want to meet God
I want to stand in his breath
near death experiences
haunt my mind and brain and soul
something tears at me
begging, pleading, let me go

Rose Ellen Womersley
4:32 PM 10/18/2010


tell me

what are you thinking of
we don't need secrets
don't need to scream and shout to be heard
or do I?
why people don't take me seriously
why am I not fully human
I'm half a person
without you and with you
Rose Womersley
4:26 PM 10/18/2010


What Happened Today?

where did i go?
what did i do
who did i see
what did i say
blackout
blackouts take over me
my life, a blackout
and then questions without answers
time, lost, gone forever

Rose Ellen Womersley
2:39 PM 10/18/2010


Mrs. Porter, Will You Marry Me?

fifth grade, she kissed me on the lips
i had a scary thought, "Does this mean I'm gay?"
best teacher ever, always fun and games
until that fateful day, she lost her mind
a mental breakdown, a nervous breakdown
Whatever you want to call it, she screamed at us for an hour
then, nothing
I remember nothing until 6th grade
stabbing Mrs. Warner in the thigh
a rage, a blackout, screaming and kicking and crying like an infant
all over a jacket
last night, a dream, Mrs Porter licked my ear
we went off to live happily ever after
in a mansion somewhere safe
Bear was with me, until I woke
Bear was no more, Mrs. Porter was gone forever

Rose Ellen Womersley
1:30 PM 10/18/2010


In A Dream

Don't hurt me, don't hurt me!
I begged him in my dream
my ex husband, and I saw my two children at long last
are you my mother?
yes, yes I am your mother
they were so small, scrawny even
but otherwise well
so I can only hope that in real life
they are also doing well, better even
I got to hug them, hold them
I woke up thinking it was a dream and then it was real
I got to see them for three days in that dream
before really waking up and realizing that it wasn't real after all
oh how I miss them but something has clicked in my brain
the first dream where they were their actual ages
the first dream where they were not babies
I told them about their older brother
they wanted to meet him but he was so far away
I want, no I need to see them someday soon
I got a phone number in that dream
333-4175 but no area code
damn

Rose Ellen Womersley
1:00 PM 10/16/2010


Temazepam

4 pills last night
12 hours of sleep
restful wonderful sleep
what did I dream?
I have no idea
calms me down
mellows me out
and sometimes makes me forget everything
what would I do without you?
sweet Temazepam

Rose Ellen Womersley
10:48 AM 10/16/2010


Going Hysterical

I'm going mad, at every turn
who will stop me
nobody
nobody knows what goes on inside my helpless brain
not even I know what happens in there
I feel like going hysterical
screaming, kicking, killing, stabbing
anyone who crosses my path
but something doesn't let this happen
something numbs my brain
it is the meds, I know
nothing I can do about it
if I stop taking my meds all hell will break loose
if I keep taking my meds all hell can't break loose
except within my meager mind
it's all I think about these days
going all around mad and being unstable forever
I have this responsibility not to
responsibility to the world at large and to my loved ones
they pretend to care and I pretend to care

Rose Ellen Womersley
9:57 PM 10/15/2010


The Meds

it's a battle I'm fighting
against the bad side of me
who will be victorious?
i flail my arms and my brain around
i fly to the moon in my dreams and back
how can I cope with a serious lack of hope
show me the way, show me how
disgusting, my lack of compassion
perplexing, my incessent desire
the world is on fire
my brain is aflame
and what is going to stop that burning?

Rose Ellen Womersley
12:30 PM 5/13/2010


Hear Me

hearing and listening are two different things.
you can hear without listening but can you understand?
do you listen when I cry for help?
I need you!
when I need you are you there for me?
am I the biggest burden?
should I run when I need to hide
should I stay and face myself
are you my best friend or my worst enemy
or is that me I'm talking about
is the thing that I am defining you
i would rather you define yourself despite my agony
your life is busy and stressful
mine is empty and dull
I am a full-time person
and a full-time disease
you are a full-time delusion to me
I invented you
I need you
to hear everything when I try to run away
to pull me back from the edge
to show me my delusions
make me face them and myself
make me be normal

Rose Ellen Womersley
3:58 PM 5/12/2010


no sense making

no likes
this thing is my brain
that other thing is my mind
and both resemble partly stewed emotions
not trying hard enough
escape break away run
is she lost yet
can she ever be found again
she runs and she hides
and escapes the danger
the danger of sense making
I am her and she is me
and we are each other and
that is the dedication
Rose Ellen Womersley
10:07 AM 5/12/2010


The Past

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