andrew-moonlight
American
I'm strange. My little sister is Adreishka Liz. She is the best poet I know on here. / I like the color blue. / I never judge people. / / I love to write. I hate when people say I will go nowhere in life. I hate being told who to be. That's just me. / / I like this girl who might never notice me. That's just me being hopeful
*I see her ********** in the night.
My tongue thirsty to make her mine.
Letting the devil inside take over.
I slowly open her door and enter.
My eyes glowing red in the darkness.
I thrown her onto the bed and let demons take over as I pull off her shirt.
I hear her say no as I slide off her pants and bite her stomach.
The devil asks for more.
I unclasp her bra and throw it to the wall and begin to bite.
My hands slide down her sides and slowly comes off her white laced *******
I kiss down her body and feel her shiver.
The devil possesses us both as she begins to take off my clothes.
We ride out our fantasies as the devil watches.
I leave her alone in the room to think it was a dream.
Took away her innocence.
Just because my demons possessed me.*
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC
I'm okay.
I only tried to confess my love to you.
But you have someone else.
It's okay.
It's whatever.
Kicking you out of my room was the best way to tell you that your reaction was wrong.
I only want you to say it back.
I'm in love with you.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
She cries.
She whispers her pain into my ear.
She lays down on her bed of roses.
She sobs.
She covers her face with the pillow.
She says your name and breaks down.
She curls up like a child.
She looks out her window.
She silently weeps.
She wipes her tears.
She pretends she isn't hurt.
She's stronger than us all.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 6:48 PM UTC
**Out of place and rather uncertain
Lacking instructions, suggestions and a warning
Bouncing about like a toy ball
Uncomfortable with all my tics
I've always felt so quirkily and small**
*Lacking order and any sense of being,
Feeling out of place, unloved no ones ever hearing,
Broken and bruised from head to toe,
My scars shining bright against the pale white snow,
Just because I couldn't learn to walk straight,*
**Crooked toothed but grinning
I always feel like I'm sinning
Every time I'm early I feel late
Burnt to a crisp is the price of the flame
I'm just a solo player stuck in this game**
*Maybe I'm the sinner and you're the saint,
Your halo is burning, getting lost in the flames,
Take my hand and join with me,
For we can end the heartache that seems to be,
Lets be awkward together,
There's no one better*
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
My poems never trend.
I usually never get likes.
Repost is not in my vocabulary.
Having my poems added to collections is a very rare thing.
I don't mind.
My thoughts weren't meant to be read anyways.
I'm not so special.
I only have two followers who I want reading my poetry anyways.
If your poem won't trend.
If no one likes it.
If its not reposted.
If it never graces a collections touch.
Don't feel sad or unwanted.
It just means your thoughts are too perfect for words.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
To watch her breaking into pieces.
Again.
To see her cry and drown in her tears.
Again.
To see her newest scars begin to form.
Again.
To see her hold onto scraps of faith.
Again.
And he doesn't love her anymore.
Not new.
And he wants to disappear from her.
Not new.
And he wants her to forget his love.
Not new.
And he want another girl in his life.
Not new.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 6:19 AM UTC
I forgot my password
I'm back now
Are you ready for me?
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 7:16 AM UTC
My sister might like girls.
But she is happy with her boyfriend.
I have no girlfriend.
I think something is wrong with me.
Does that mean I can't be happy with girls?
Am I gay?
I just want the happiness that I see her with.
Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 6:20 PM UTC
You're such a *******
She just wants to lure you in.
She wants you to fall for her tricks.
She wants to make you fall.
She wants you to fall so hard that you will break upon impact.
She wants to break you bit by bit.
All those arguments that you start, those are really her.
When she says she loves you it's just a lie.
She can't love.
She is cold blooded.
She doesn't know what love is.
Run away while you can old friend.
I've seen her build and destroy guys like you.
The outcome is not pretty.
When you see her grab her arms.
Turn them over and see the blood she shed silently.
The lies will come out from there.
She never cared for you.
She never will.
Lol. "Babe?" Yea lets see how long that will last.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 9:00 AM UTC
Guess who's back?
Back again.
Andy's back.
Tell a friend.
Lol hi guys. I'm back for a while.
I was in the hospital dealing with issues.
If you want more information on that just message me. Thanks for supporting me though guys. I love you all! (Well most of you?)
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 1:47 PM UTC