I think I will forever resent the day you died.
I think I will forever hate the day you left - Me.
You left everything for us, to pick up, to clean up - To tidy.
And you left it all as it was but slightly worse.
But only you didn't die
You lost your mind.
Your mind faded the way we sleep
Slowly and then all at once.
Until you vanished, and became a shell of you.
You had died severely. Each time you broke you died.
You left us. You are no longer here, with us.
You look but do not see
You hear but do not listen
You are.
But you are not.
Apr 25, 2024
Apr 25, 2024 at 3:37 PM UTC
His kisses were filled with fervent desire and passion,
as though he was trying to press us together as close as possible.
I too returned the desire
To be held and wanted
The way he wanted me
As I was.
May 4, 2022
May 4, 2022 at 5:07 PM UTC
Whatever you do, remember you were, you will be, and you are
Great.
May 4, 2022
May 4, 2022 at 4:46 PM UTC
Shapeless love.
Can I call it love?
My parents co-exist.
My parents are strangers in a legal contract and they are destroying me slowly.
I am burning up, I am burning out trying to stay afloat
I am trying to hold onto a hope that is not them.
Bound merely by chance and children, in a loose hapless form.
Why won't she leave?
Mum, neglect is abuse too.
Mum, manipulation is abuse too.
Open your eyes, I want to scream to her. I want to pry and hold her eyes open till they begin to tear up from the wind of his destructiveness.
Mum, please put your first.
She has given till she has no more, and he's taken till he has no satisfaction.
May 4, 2022
May 4, 2022 at 4:43 PM UTC
Give me honey, sugar.
Something sweet to taste and see
I’ll give you what you want.
Anything you need from me
Sugar
Baby
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 10:09 PM UTC
You peel my clothes off
You peel my layers.
Each thinner than the next.
Till you’ve exposed me.
My inner part. My flesh.
Raw, ripe and ready.
Blurry vision,
I’ve made you cry.
Be careful.
My scent will cling to you.
Your fingers.
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 8:52 PM UTC
You
Are like a flame. And I am highly combustible household furniture.
And so you move close to me, and touch me.
And set me on fire.
Slowly,
Then all at once
You multiply and engulf me in your love, in you. All of you.
And we burn
A beautiful hot blaze, wrapped in desire and hunger
And we burn
Illuminating the room, the house, the street.
And we burn, your flames multiply and grow and we are tangled in heat and desperation.
And we ignore the: warning highly flammable sign
And dance till we’ve scorched through the floor,
Leaving burnt out embers
You consume me, all of me.
You search my heart, my soul, my body. A house, room to room
Stealing all my possessions,
All my highly flammable household furniture
And I let you.
I watch your flames dance to me and I feel your heat.
And I let you burn me. Enveloped in the pleasure of your flames I burn.
Hot. Desire. Hot.
Until you’ve burnt through it all.
Left my reflection a wobbling photo of grief.
Exhausted. No more oxygen to eat on.
Just C 0 2.
No more me and you.
And I’m just a shell. A frame.
Filled with burnt furniture
And black.
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 8:47 PM UTC
Not an impulsive interest,
But a gradual love.
In the midst of this stress and uncertainty,
One thing I know for sure.
I crave the freedom of skating.
The mental release it has to offer.
Like releasing myself from this cage,
I’m locked in.
A brief solace,
From my over worked brain.
To feel the wind in between my hair
Fresh air filling my lungs.
My strong legs supporting my body,
Knees bent ready to take off.
The taste of victory in my mouth,
Sweaty adrenaline palms.
I want roller skates,
So very badly.
- a broke struggling student
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
Death came in the night,
slinking in the shadows, weaving in and out of darkness
and being stealthy
and he rested on the man's chest.
Death took cover in the blank black of night and breathed out an invisible net and caught,
lives
and took and stole
Death came disguised as sleep and in the vulnerability he snatched away life
and left the part he didn't need in the bed
as a gift, a token
He surrounded existence by his inevitable arms and strangled it, ****** it out.
Death,
he came quietly and like silent destruction,
and scattered the lines of connection,
for the dead, and for the living.
Except but he didn't come just at night.
He came dancing through summer, enveloped in joy and white lilies,
Tap dancing through the mess he created.
Turning souls into memories.
Death followed them to the beach, and spread his cloak in the warm sand, and ran in to the water
after the boy
and pulled him into his arms under the gentle waves
then allowed him to float, lifelessly
like a bouy
He was erratic and unstoppable
Transforming summer days at the beach into unspoken family grief,
celebrated yearly
the day that he swam with the boy.
Death sipped a cool drink and waited, for what to take next.
He sat patiently at the pool, with open arms and a ticket with a name on it.
He was impulsive and careless.
Death sang a song and they danced to it,
each step deadlier than the next
until
they stood at his feet dressed in white covered in permanence.
He followed around with his cart
waiting to pluck the next one
from their line
and to leave behind
distorted and collective grief
set in a bed of white silk
in a casket
Death never slept, but decided which costume to wear.
he had many,
for every occasion.
But on her day,
He dressed as an errand run
disguised as a daily task to the store
he invited his friends;
accident and collision
and told them to wait at the traffic light
and when they saw him,
they ran to meet him in the middle.
And embraced each other,
leaving a mangled ball of assorted metals behind.
with crimson splashes, strewn clothes and full stops
and they laughed
and he carried his 5 tokens
and left behind his signature,
locked the box of their future
then swallowed the key.
And he didn't look back
as he danced beautifully
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 4:00 PM UTC
I almost loved you
more than life itself
But while I loved you,
I lost myself
You idolized my body
with fervent desire
You whispered words of desperate love
and I allowed you to consume me
Each time we touched
I pressed my body close, wanting more
needing more
I wanted our hearts to be one
to connect, to unite
And when you looked into my eyes
I was consumed by your stare
And I fell so desperately and hopelessly
In love with you
Almost more than life itself
Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 10:06 AM UTC