Numbing sends me crashing to pieces,
lungs fill up before I can scream,
light diminishes into darkness,
substance entered but refuses to release.
Colors now white flashes,
blood dips beneath my chest,
nobody's coming i have no contacts,
only my mothers ashes.
In my mind walls keep me bound,
with water soon to drown,
messed up broken needs a fix,
gotta break this glass so confound.
As water starts to over submerge,
a pulse breaks the glass setting me free,
opening my eyes these people standing before me,
weeping a funereal they all have to purge.
Still cannot speak but now can cry,
knowing people actually care,
never again shall I take a substance,
that costed me a near a goodbye.
For this next to me is a plug,
which might end up getting pulled,
even with my eyes open,
without movement they might just be misunderstood.
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
Punished misery infused,
little Aubrey misguided disowned,
cursed left alone never engaged,
heard seen comes all end
Crying transcends a wave,
sending madness beyond comprehension,
bodies upon bodies swell in,
as laughter arouses between,
Trapped could hands bound
feeding a plate always full
silence never comes
little Aubrey a beast in carnage
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
Black ink melted by the side in the road
tiny puddle trickles along
draining any message or words to decode
Only an unopened box still wrapped in a bow
footprints dug out of dirt just walking away
singing coming from inside brings tears to the soul
Showers bury a gift connected to another
blanketing with fog eerie howl shout from a far
moonlight glows red peeking in written words my lover my lover
Music continues from where It may
still roaming unattached who was or is
Many years to pass will they finally lay
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC
Watching from a distance,
for devil hands keep me from escaping,
this dead full tide of unhappiness.
One chance failed on my behalf,
lied degraded turned everything to ruble,
why oh why did i let these sins persuade me.
As you suffered after taken the blows,
forced to o see who i truly am,
now i sit watching your endless suffering.
Yet i still cant drop an emotion,
thou sadden inside my heart,
if i ever see you again still can never say I'm sorry.
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 4:06 PM UTC
Why can't unicorns be real
Why do parents play make-believe
So happy we were as children
Until a rusted locke was uncovered
Slowly anything from our stories we read
Never took us to our fanatasies ever again
now where did our one horned friends go
they were thrown down a bottomless pit
Since our minds would never again accept them as real
to this day it level us in sadness unbroken
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 7:23 PM UTC
Ever so gently approaching
swinging wing by wing,
ready to feast black bird,
humming herself by a glide.
Suddenly caught in high winds,
unable to land by far,
swoop away from grazing
poor black bird sent away.
Food lays curdled sinking beneath,
Fast coming in dives blackbird,
looking for a feast which has gone away,
left hungry sad and frozen.
Barely able to stand,
feet sinking down down down
fly away black bird fly away,
on the ground she lies poor soul.
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 7:58 PM UTC
Calling life
To pull me out
Gutter trash
I have been drowned
Difficulties are my pain
******* force from with in
Pulling strings forcing me
keeping still downing gin
I don't know why or how
no one sees whats this is all about
Struggling sealed off
Out of time everything and god has shut me out
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC
Stranded left to wallow
In a storm destructive path
Trista Destiny my sister
I hope to see or hear your voice again
Trapped by self inflicted wounds
after being tossed aside
dripping life out of her body
hoping to undo this hurt
Waters stir silent
grass whistles
rain begins to spit
Trista lies lifeless soaking in wet among-st these daffodils
Winds pick up collecting debris
as it ***** her up with all
to this day she has never been found
even after the storm
Good by Trista Destiny
who could have ever broken your heart
everyone is praying and hoping
to hear your voice one day call out
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:20 AM UTC
Calling my husband
speak to me a voice
blood moon arise
come out the void
Passion
intense feeling
are those your hands
or coldness going up the spine
Could you be stroking my neck
whispering to me
our final words
this over whelming sense of arousement
I know I only have one night to be with you
as long as my eyes are closed you can never leave
blood moon red sky at night
powers you dwell stopped my grief of the demise
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:19 AM UTC
A duck can drink and walk
but can he catch a fish and fly
we're about to find out
after getting drunk that night
he stumbled inside
a police station full of cops
the duck started slurring his words
blacked out with his **** in the air
he was so drunk the fish was in the other end
the police are puzzled what to do
so they stuck him in a zoo
until the duck starts acting like a duck
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 3:29 AM UTC