when i came in she was hung from the ceiling.
her arms and legs were practically torn from her torso,
hanging on by ****** threads.
i thought there would be more blood.
i thought she would cry out in pain.
but she hung there frozen.
her eyes darted left and right in their sockets,
mouth rapidly opening and closing with raspy breaths.
her exposed lungs expand shakily.
screaming and crying.
screaming and crying.
at the touch her shredded flesh is tough from the temperature.
pulling her down is a lost cause,
my hands already frostbitten just from the first touch.
feeling like i'll never feel warm again.
but ill claw at her icy remains until i can no longer breathe.
and i'm running out of breathe.
i can't keep heavy this frozen air.
Nov 21, 2021
Nov 21, 2021 at 1:11 AM UTC
leaving a trail of broken childhood memories
and a colossal amount of trauma
its not my fault that the door is broken
or that my mirrors are broken
it's pathetic- no she's pathetic
she's constantly tripping on her power
not even able hold the weight of her own sword
and every swing she takes at me
i can see her brace for impact
but how long will it be before she breaks?
it's not my fault that her tongue is twisted
and all distorted like her mind
she always taught me that when there's too much to chew
all you can do is swallow yourself and anyone around you
she's swallowed my confidence,
she's swallowed my sanity,
and all that i am left with is the guilt of it being my own fault
she has too much power over me
and it crushes me
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC
i spend all day just trying to take my first breath.
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 9:34 PM UTC
the candle light cooks flesh
leaving it golden
the dark tries to take away
what means the most to me
but at least we still have the stars
and the candle that cooks your flesh
lay down
back down
apologies can't save us now
i can’t go back now
i've seen too much
i've learned too much
i've loved too much
sinking into the cold deep sea
i'm met with a warm crinkle of light
the candle cooks flesh
leaving it golden
you've hitched yourself for my greatest fear
my greatest creation
and yet even as i **** you little by little
you still ask me
and after youre done
will you hate me
will you leave me
will i be left thinking
it was my fault
that you chopped yourself up
and served yourself
i'm sorry
i just want to love you
from the inside out
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC
"completely besotted,"
that seems like a good fit.
i want to look at you,
like nobody has looked at you before.
every inch of your skin is smooth and
it's so strong.
like stone.
you're aphrodite, in flesh,
and in stone.
you're absolutely heartbreakingly beautiful.
just the sight of you makes me, pulchritudinous.
and i am devastated.
i am devastated
that i can't fall asleep with you,
wake up finding you right where i left you.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
i'm made of something stronger.
i may not be a saint,
but I am mighty.
i do not fear you.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 11:30 PM UTC
sometimes.
sometimes if i think hard enough,
i can see her.
i can see her in my room,
i can feel her lips on my neck,
and her hands on my waist.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 11:02 PM UTC
haven is my mother,
making my family tree.
are you writing?
you can always fix it later.
i'm alright, stop.
maybe if i turn on the lights
i won't be so confused.
its purple, but i pretend it's red.
because i slaughter.
i come for hades.
and every time I think of you,
i don't like it.
who the **** chooses the name kraig?
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 1:04 AM UTC
hes tall
hes much taller than me
and my mind is at war with itself
the male body is so very beautiful
i think it looks stunning
he looks ancient and stone
but not at all old
he looks like he is made fun of by his mother
and her mother
he has no mother
so much rage
i hate her
his eyes are so sad
i want him to laugh why can't he laugh
i want to be his mother
i want to be small in his arms
but i'm trapped
i'm broken alone
he's not true
i don't think hes true
so i take the form
and i love the form
equally to the other
and i cherish the other form
for it is forever etched into my mind
the taste of her body
the smell of her crown
he wears a much bigger crown
yet i want them both
and i want power
i want the crown
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
if what they say is true
then ill be the man at the end of the gate
not the all powerful one
just the one for the feared
i'll wear the crown
because i want to
but forgive me for saying
i'd rather burn this sphere
and everything that i've got
before i ever enter that horrid place
i'm afraid of angels
they're not natural
they're contorted
distorted
i'm afraid of angels
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 9:52 PM UTC