Biography of Jessica Beatty
Lost all my albums and notebooks so I'm starting over I guess.
Jessica Beatty Poems
I met you in a dream I loved you even then My angel My savoir
Softly spoken I was not Never soft I have always had sharpe edges The thought of soft things turns the bile in my gut
My Little Sister
There is so much that I could say I don't own enough words I miss you these days we don't talk enough
Do you think I deserved it? Were you justified in your actions? When I lay on the floor bruised and crying did you feel any remorse?
Happily Ever After
I can and will shatter your whole reality Hatred is such a week word Full of grace is my rage My hands full of you
In the middle of the night When I was away from you Did you ever dream of me Call out my name
Don'T You Love Me Anymore? ? ?
The searing pain of your knife in my belly The look of satisfaction on your face as you lay beside me gleefully licking at my wound with your forked tongue
In the middle of the night
When I was away from you
Did you ever dream of me
Call out my name
Every second of sleep I slept
I dreamed of you
I screamed for you
I cried for you
I thought that I might die for you.