Jan 27

She cannot piece back
The dismembered parts
Of her Butterflies.

© 2015 J.S.P.

#love   #pain   #thoughts   #10w   #minimalist   #mistrust  

As humans
during our
first year of life
we are supposed
to learn
how to trust
other people
for the

but what are
we supposed to do
as we get older
and the hurt
and the pain
won't subside

what about
our learned
of trust
goes away

what about
when we
lose ourselves
and we are not

Erik Erickson's Stage Theory: Stage One of Eight
e fate of my mistake and ends up that I mistrust .
Jon Holmes
Jon Holmes
5 days ago

My heart and soul can never be sold
I've given them freely to those ones that are willing to embrace . I know now  it's a mistake. Because all they do is intend brake it . I deserve more For heaven sack. My loyalty is just all I do is trust and that's my big mistake and I have to live with the fate of my mistake and ends up that I mistrust .

I've built in deep mistrust
Oct 6, 2014

I broke my heart today.
Left it in the dirt, shattered.
Who needs one anyways?
Love always leaves you scattered.

My light has left me once again.
The darkness is my only friend.
I don't need light's deductibles,
Without friends, I'm indestructible.

My river is flowing away
With my blood and dreams.
Nothing is ever here to stay.
Not even my many queens.

All I want in life is to be alone.
Gone without the temptation.
They've turned me into a stone
Worthy of fragmentation.

Everybody wants only lust,
And never ever true love.
I've built in deep mistrust
To leave behind just dust.

"But you changed this all for me"
Crystal Erickson
Crystal Erickson
Dec 31, 2014

Allow me some time to play with your mind.
For your feeble thoughts have kept you blind.
Look into my thoughts of morbid mental vane.
I am entering your soul now, you feeling empty pain.
The deepest crypts within your dreams
swallow up your wretched heart,
and drown its pulsing gleam.
Then, when your twisted heart
so venomously does subside...
the poisoned blood runs cold,
as evil takes over pride.
I leave your tortured mind with great disgust.
For evil has consumed you.
Your fate I mustn't lust.

© Crystal Eriskson

This poem was written from the point of view of a Vampire looking at a mortal.  Seeing their evil as their unwillingness to accept vampires as just another species of predator.  Seeing mortals society and way of life and how they treat each other as evil and not lusting after the fate of death as vampires can not die.
A Thomas Hawkins
A Thomas Hawkins
Jul 16, 2010

No arguments were made
or evidence exposed
convincing bad assumptions
turned the open sign to closed

If that is all it takes
baseless suspicion, fear and doubt
perhaps thats the sign you're looking for
the one that lets you out

There's been no misinformation
no vagueness and no lies
but every now and then
I see doubt creep in your eyes

I can't help you solve this issue
only you choose who to trust
but there's no relationship without it
you can't get by on lust.

As for me well I trust everyone
until they show me I should not
better that than throw it all away
over something soon forgot

Aug 27, 2014

but you were not there
when everything was falling down

so dont tell me
that you wont ever leave

because i once believed in your words
but it led me to something treacherous

#life   #mistrust  
Jonny Angel
Jonny Angel
Aug 12, 2014

It really doesn't matter
what she says,
most of it is bullshit
She learned it
early on,
when she vowed
never to trust again.
And in that process,
creating broken hearts
became a habit
she thrived on.
She will never change
& they will never be the same.


They promised to keep their lips sealed.
Somehow her secret was still revealed.

The hallway divides.
People starring, lining both sides.
*No! No! No!*
She needs to move, to disappear, to leave, she's screaming to herself: *Go! Go! Go!*

*Fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck....They know! They know! They know!*
She's crying now, her tears are set to full flow.

'You're only as sick as the secrets you keep.' Yeah, that rings a bell.
You're only as sick as the secrets you tell.
Now that one applies as well.

(C) 2014
#lies   #hurt   #shame   #mistrust  
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