Tuesday, April 10, 2012

In the BatCave

The BatCave is my room. My mum calls is that because I painted my wall and ceiling black.
It's peacful in the BatCave. It clears my mind and helps me write.

Black black black.
Dark, but it's not night.
I'm safe insinde my BatCave.
Nothing gives me a fright.
Black black black.
I really like it here.
It's a comfort when I need to secretly shed a tear.
I sleep inside my BatCave.
My dreams are always calm.
I hide inside whenever I feel threat or alarm.
Black black black.
The colour of my cave.
If I invite you in I say that you better behave.

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A Bit About The Author

Hey :)
I'm Liv. I've never had a blog before and I'm afraid that we have grown quite attached. I like to write poems, take pictures and post about my boyfriend A LOT. He's an "artist" and at some points I've posted a link to his blog which you should have a look at. Recently I've dabbled in writing fiction so take a look and let me know how it's going.
Some of the poems I write need work, I know but any comments are much appreciated.
Grassy arse X