her skin is caressed
ever so gently,
but she whimpers
through her smiles,
cause no one knew,
ever since the start
she’s full of them...
these ****** bruises and scars.
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
an old dusty box left in the corner
in the nook of never stepped hallway, like a boulder
all alone in there, it could be a mourner
stayed in, for what felt like an eternity
isolated from being, morbidly
exploring the tantalizing sound of
silence
wondering its mesmeric and ecstatic balance
that left her, delirious and lustful for guidance
lights shined through the window, sooner
the wind came, rigorously blew dust further,
old ***** dust flew sporadically in every corner
that She could watch
float flawlessly forever
an old dusty box left in the corner
She begged to be a no longer.
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
a quiet night
echoing sobs
glimpse of grief
heavy heartbeats
sulking by a corner
blaming my mind for hours
thinking over and over again -
you can never grow a dead flower.
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
I’m burning with desire
to delve deeper into
the darkness
that once ****** my soul
swim centuries long
till i reach the end
where feelings
are no longer felt
where looking forward to tomorrow
is not practiced anymore
where looking forward to living
does not exist anymore.
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
"Morning sunlight kisses our bodies,
Messed up sheets by our tangled bodies,
Tracing each other's backs lovingly."
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC
Darkness is a normal setting of mine
Spending everyday with
Sleeplessness dominating
Jaded is what my life has become
I'm consistently drained
Mentally, physically, and spiritually
Having nightmares without sleeping
Living with no one in a packed household
Life ****** my poor fatigued body
black hallowed soul left me
Drifting apart from being
Jaded is what my life has become
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 4:59 PM UTC