Heather Merrison

My name is Heather Merrison, im 23 years old i have two children and im engaged.
I'ed consider myself quite a creative person and a deep thinker a little shy but always willing to try something new.I enjoy reading, writting, music, films and many types of arts and crafts.

Screaming Dragons.

By the moon light the dragons fly,

The fire they breathe burns my eyes.

Neglected of love our soul’s cry as one,

Prematurely waking the sleeping sun.

Now night is day and day is night,

And so begins a restless fight.

Darkness push’s light and light counter attacks,

Producing all the emotions I lack.

A new struggle begins deep inside me,

Like a virus it spreads and I can not flee.

Darkness rages a burning red,

And light does not offer shelter ahead.

The dragons erupt screaming there fire,

Abandoning me I sense them fly higher.

Alone and afraid the emotions constrict,

And so begins my journey of pain and conflict.

2009 © Heather Merrison

 Exhale energy

With anal obsession i'm learning life lessons,

Let go of repression no need for confession.

Lose grip of the past let this be the last,

The stars are all cast your future is vast.

With intelligent development ill fill this hollow,

Exhale and swallow so good things will follow.

Ending collision with care and procession,

Make an incision to stitch a new vision.

To build and to grow let the energy’s flow,

Find balance in snow and a soft fires glow.

Make peace with the trees since they cure our disease,

There a reason we breathe and they do it with ease.

If balance will fail we’d lose all the hail,

It’s nature’s betrayal our souls wouldn’t sail.

The fires would cry and the winds would turn shy,

The waters would dry and the earth would all die.

© 2009 Heather Merrison

                     A Naked Desire.

Life giving birth to darkened crystals,

Growing out the poisoned thistles.

Spreading like ivy into my soul,

A twisted beauty taking control.

A million butterfly’s taking flight,

Giving way to brand new sight.

Spirit burning an onyx fire,

Shrouding me in naked desire.

Exposing me to feelings I hide,

Reminding me I live inside.

Time to brake free from my cocoon,

And bare my all to the blood red moon.

© 2009 Heather Merrison