•i
was
once
whole
•full and
complete•
grand desi-
gns adorned
upon my very
soul•always...
would land on
my feet•my wo-
rds now partially
broken•resembli-
ng that of an ail-
ing crescent• i...
am still here, i...
watch and i lis-
ten• scouring
for mediocre
remnants
that still
remain
abs
en
t•
.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
Sext: I want my knife blade to kiss my neck like you used to
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
My reprehensible mind
Slipped you into my dreams last night
You were there for me
Cared for me
Said you were mine
I cannot say
I did not enjoy this dream
While it was happening
It's been a long time
Since I've even thought about you
But when I realized your words seemed true
My dream took a turn
Something morbidly new
I said the things I wanted to say
Instead of just saying sorry
And... "It's okay"
I cursed and I screamed
I put you down the way you always did me
I broke your fragile, pathetic heart
Tore your soul apart
I was so cruel,
Yet, I still never reached your level
With what you did to me
You'd have made friends with the devil
I was an angel in comparison
Enjoying my first little taste of sin
God, how I loved watching you crumble
And fall
Made me feel larger than life
To make you feel useless and small
All the times you pushed me down
Watched me laying,
Crying on the ground
I finally had my turn
How do you like me now?
This may make me seem
Like a terrible person
But... I Don't Care
My dream made me smile
You weren't there
You didn't see
All the terrible, painful things he did to me
When I woke up,
I was finally able to laugh at the past
Like I never was before
Truly Enlightening
A new beginning
I'm not in pain because of him anymore
And I never will be again
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
I exist as a mirror
Wild lights have glazed over your skin
My whispers are tarnished
Our bodies a shield
Against the coming chills of a brittle wind
I linger with a breeze-like touch,
It comes out hoarse and swollen.
Thoughts uttered with a breath of regret
Or a sigh of relief.
Your face turns foreign, a mesh of dark warmth
A light without the sun.
We’re all a wounded red
on the inside.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC