Bittersweet
Sweets for the not so sweet
Need a treat
Been far too long since I indulged
I don't mean sweets to eat
Or fine meat
Some secrets are best not divulged
Not talking 'bout candy
I buy that
I know you're thinking I mean sex
Some may think that's dandy
It's old hat
When done it only serves to vex
It's not a sugar'd treat
It's not wine
Nor to indulge the fleshly need
It's nothing one can eat
It feels fine
I need my spirit to be freed
~Helena~
Helena's Note:
It's a difficult thing to feel free to truly express oneself, even among those calling themselves "creative spirits." When I first started blogging, I was ever so sure that I would find a vast community of free thinkers, especially among the bleeding hearts and artists. Overall, I've found quite the opposite to be true. Artistic types and so-called liberal thinkers are just as likely to pick apart and criticize those who don't fit the mold as the "normal" person.
Often my only port in the storm of navigating life while mentally ill has been the venues for expression provided by Team Netherworld. I would just like to take this moment to thank our founder, Cie Cheesemeister, for opening this space to freaks like me.
