Biography of Ciara Owens
Ciara Owens's Works:
Ciara Owens Poems
A broken mirror A distorted face A shattered heart A clear distaste
We all need something to believe in, because i'm looking around and all i can see is dysfunctional families, broken hearts, and lost dreams we've forgotten the meaning of truely believing
Heart Of Darkness
Heart of Darkness Ciara Owens Per: 5
Face The Music
She's caught in a twist of fate Not knowing whether to love or hate Bleeding more with each breath she breathes She's as dead as a tree without any leaves
Together In Death
Let’s leave this place behind tonight, Pop some pills and chase it down with some rum. Slit our arms open and we'll bleed for the last time. Hold me close as we begin to fade,
“I think I’m going to quit, ” she said as she stuffs all her fears back into the closet of her mind, Waiting for those few words
A silver moon Tearing its way through a room Shinning hopelessly upon her face Staring emptily into the night
The Rose ((Hopefully Soon To Be A Novel)...
“NO! Charles, you mustn‘t! ” she pleads, running down the hallway towards her husband, as he stands on the edge of oblivion.
Who Am I?
Who am i? I have lost my name. doing not for my self but for the pleasure of others.
Let My Body Rive
i cant believe i let it happen again, consumed by all i thought was good. darkness enveloped my greatest desires im all alone in this padded cell crying
Alone In A Desolate Dream
This morning i woke and knew That today would be the end of you And thought you may not want to see It is my will so mote it be
Rehersing the past As dreams begin to fade Then i ask myself When the world falls away
Save The Day
The world has fallen to grey And theres noone around to save the day As we all tumble and fall We watch the world through it all
The Razors Edge
She sits and rocks and holds her wrists,
She wonders how it came to this.
She thinks about the pain and hurt,
And how nothing ever seemed to work.
She held it in and forced a smile,
Full of pain and hatred all the while.
She watches as the blood trickles,
And she thinks of how it almost tickles.
She looks to see its not deep enough,