Biography of Holly Heron
Hi well as you probably know by now my name is holly, and I'm only writing a bio because I dislike the fact that without writing it my life looked empty. As though I'd done nothing so far and did'nt aspire to do so. When in fact I aspire to much all the dreams in my head and the expectation of those dear to me. I know that probably sounds cliched but it's true. My poetry can seem kinda heavy, but I don't care. When I put a pen to paper what comes out sometimes, most of the time, feels beyond my control. the ideas and the words want out, so I let them be free, held down only by ink and paper where all are free to read.
Holly Heron Poems
A Vampires Song
Step into my lair This cool calm night Step into my lair And give into my plight.
A Lover's Death
This breath is stuck within my breast, This heart caught between beats, The tear still runs down my cheek, Before my Lovers folly.
Bow Before My Death
I lie beneath the flame this night, I bow before my death, He takes my hand, And holds me close,
Don'T Leave Me Alone
Don’t leave me alone, This dark cold night, Don’t leave me alone, In this freezing fright,
Remember how I held your hand, Remember how I kissed it, Remember how you fell asleep, Your head upon my shoulder?
Sinking further into depression, Can't keep my head above this ocean, I just can't fight its downwards pull, Feeling weights tied to my feet,
*inspired when I was doing slavery in class ------- These chains that bind my body,
Hiding Behind A Smile
Hiding behind a smile, I'm watching the world fly by, I'm covering my pain, Hiding behind a smile,
My Fallen Angel
My fallen angel, My blessing, Your tragedy, On your way to heaven,
Hold me now, Hold me fast, Keep me anchored, To the ground,
I've heard hopes enough, Enough to keep you alive, They say that hopes a joyous feeling, Hope that they''ll come back,
I'm angry, I'm angry with life, With love, And hate,
I Turn Around And Kiss You
I feel your arms around me, My back leans now upon you, Your breathing makes my body sway, Your laughter rings right through me,
'Love' this word people let fly easily, From lips of those who'll never know, What is it? Love, A thing so close,
*inspired when I was doing slavery in class
These chains that bind my body,
Shall not bind my mind,
The skin taken from my flesh,
Shall not blind my sight,
These tears they shall not spill,
Till wrongs and rights are justed,