Lifeless slivers of souls I use to know
Beggin to meet their saviors
Chanting empty prayers
Only to be rejected at the hand of God
Futures set in stone
The creature inside begins to eat them alive
Frantically swallowing poison to **** it alone
Without realizing the cure and monster are allies
The people's overawed moans dissipate into the dark
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 2:07 AM UTC
The sculptor grips her body
What she casts as a rough stone
Hes sees a blank slate of his own
Carving away the edges with his lips
Raking away the ugly that sits
Chisled hips dip deep inside
Bringing human into lifeless eyes
Hands hold fast on last breath
Chipping away too far inside he confides
Impurities show deep and ugly he sighs
Forever leaving her half cast in stone
Mourning the sculptors warm hands on her cold skin
None will see beauty in her again
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 2:01 AM UTC
Fire scorches the flesh
An opaque wash fills my sockets
A coarse guttural scream is fresh
From lashed sole to soul it devours
Stench of decay is all ones sovereign
Humanity what is thought hierarchy
Is now looked into foul n ' foriegn
Excuse me... as I dispose of my ivory entity
Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 10:07 PM UTC
One day I'll fly
So fast that no one will see me
No one but I will expect it
When my skull is unidentifiable awry
Dont cry, I dont want the empty tears
My pain was in my blank smile
My plucked feathers
The ones I used to smother the loneliness eating me alive
To see each bird die
With my lonely cry "Why.."
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC