I wrote this as part of a karmic spell to bring back a stolen object of mine. It's written in iambic tetrameter and I usually chant it in threes. If you want to use it, feel free, just make sure you leave an offering or something for Justitia (Dike/ Dice in Greek), as the incantation calls upon her. Blessed be! Incantation:By thieving hand and sweaty brow
By wretched heart that's beating now Bring back what doth belong to me Lest punishment come three times three If what is mine is now returned Perhaps you will be spared not burned But if you choose to keep your prize I swear to you by mine own eyes A hefty price you'll have to pay As torment haunts you day by day Justitia prove this to be true And in return I'll honor you For petty thieves must pay a fee It has been done, so mote it be.
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They ask me why
Why I hide Why I run Why I evade the questions And laugh at the jokes I smile sadly and say If the roles were reversed I wouldn’t be scared I wouldn’t flee Or conceal myself If the roles were reversed I’d be less terrified A little more happy Prouder If the roles were reversed I’d be confident I’d find love, maybe Or, at least, I’d be open to the possibility If the roles were reversed I’d still fight But I’d give less of myself Away to the enemy If the roles were reversed Shards of glass wouldn’t graze my skin Trying to shatter ceiling After ceiling After ceiling If the roles were reversed I’d have room for more Than panic And despair If the roles were reversed, I’d point at the tv At someone like me, and I’d say How cool is it that she’s ______ If the roles were reversed All the lessons I’ve learned Would be gone But so would the pain If the roles were reversed I’d be sad less But I’d cry more If the roles were reversed, My armour would be gone And I wouldn’t know how to fight Or survive If the roles were reversed I’d laugh less But at only the funny things If the roles were reversed I’d stand up and look grandma straight in the eye And I’d say You can’t say that. I’m ________ If the roles were reversed I’d hug her at night And smile at her During the day If the roles were reversed They would understand And they wouldn’t care If the roles were reversed I’d be truer Kinder Maybe not smarter, but nonetheless If the roles were reversed I wouldn’t feel the shiver Every time I think about It. I’d just shrug it off. But I don’t wish the roles were reversed I wouldn’t wish this on anyone And now the hurt Is all that keeps me sane I don’t wish the roles were reversed But I’m so proud of the ones Who overcame the fear. Because they’re heroes to me. I don’t wish the roles were reversed Because the pain The misunderstanding The fear Taught me something. Taught me to fight To be brave To be scared and sad and angry And to use the fear, the sadness, the anger To turn it cold To ice over and wait To wait until the time is right Like a snake, waiting to attack. And then, when the time is right, I know exactly what to say And how to hurt them the most Revenge is best served cold And sweet And you’d do best to savor it. After all, you’ve waited a lifetime. Don’t
Show that you’re unhappy. Silence is safer. You know that. Never Cry. That is weakness. You cannot be weak. Distance Yourself from your emotions. Your friends. Anything close to you will be ripped from your hands. Stop Yourself from yelling. Your anger must be cold. Hot anger will kill you. Remember The times when you showed emotion. Never repeat that, stupid girl. You know now what happens. Be Strong. Strength is numbness. Be numb. If you feel, Don’t show it. Show Happiness and laughter. If it is a lie, then lie. It is better for you. Stick It out. Go day by day. Then, once you can, leave. Feel Silently and alone. Never let anyone else know. You must be perfect. Write. Don’t cry. Pour your feelings into words, That will never be read by the Others Breath When you feel. If you breath enough, The feelings will stop Push Your constant sadness To the back of your head. Learn to ignore it. Panic Quietly. Don’t let the world know How very scared You are. Let Others be ignorant. They need not be burdened With your problems. Know You are alone. The people who “love” you Only love who they think you are. Keep Your true, broken self a secret. Guard it with your life and never expose it. It is dangerous, and only that. Don’t Let your emotions show themselves. Eventually, maybe They will go away. |
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