Trapped in a world all black and grey
That's the comfort that makes her stay
Surrounded by walls too high to scale
A deranged madness just hers to play
She feels things deeply like no other
Though a smile on her face is not a bother
Webs weaved intricately capturing her every emotion
As deep, dark and beautiful as the moon worshipping the ocean
Feb 5, 2021
Feb 5, 2021 at 12:03 PM UTC
To her the night brings forth a constant anxiety
Her mind travels to every crevice on the moon Searching...
Only to be brought back to the warmth moist air that suffocates her
Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 2:29 AM UTC
Love is love
Why don't you see?
It's pure, non judgemental and meant to be free
Just like the magnificent deep blue sea
It does not discriminate against all that live in it
Even at those who just go for a dip
So who are we to judge who people should love?
We should learn to show respect and rise above
Kindness and humanity should matter the most
Not the ones that make fun off others and boast
We are all children of God
Love all, do good and don't make others feel odd
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 5:34 AM UTC
Touching you feels like playing with a candle flame
A pleasurable illusion of danger
To my intense gratification
I cannot stay away
Your iridescence beckons me
Your scent torments me
A mutually decided destruction
May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 8:31 AM UTC
Like the radiance of a full moon
she was silent, bright and powerful
embedded within her was each phase
that reflected her missing self
waiting to become whole again
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 8:03 AM UTC
Your eyes tell a story of innocence
Yet your mind is poisoned with deception
You lure me with your inviting looks
Your Laughter a growing infection
You are a gracious orchid laced with thorns
Consumed by dark intentions
To do all the wrongs
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 2:51 AM UTC
You threw her away
A seed which wasn't being used
She fell to ground
In despair, in a desperate attempt
To make something of herself
The dirt which she fell in, nurtured her
Provided her with all that she needed
Now she stands tall
A beautiful strong tree
Fulfilling her purpose
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 3:09 AM UTC
Her mind is a bunch of tangled wires
Waiting to be taken apart individually
By the one man that dares
To wonder through her madness
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 3:08 AM UTC
he was her air
giving her a beautiful life
a life suited for a queen
but suffocating
her on certain days - shutting the palace doors
making her see an explosion of colour
but immersing her into a dark dungeon
her mind became a spiders web
trapping her most intense feelings
allowing her to maintain her golden smile
while making sense of her devastation within
this war is hers to fight for she refuses to give up
she still sees the beautiful life and opened palace doors
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 3:07 AM UTC
she was a paradox of emotions
he was the only one who
could handle her madness
and together they danced
like wildfire being encouraged by wind
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 10:24 AM UTC