in my sporadic breath I plead for salvation
the depression and the pain, I’m sick to the core
don’t leave me
don’t stop the hysterical knocking
save me
I’m a lost child
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
She squashes a bunch of grapes
red as blood
and a purple bruise
She finds herself in a grave
filled with sabotaging melodies
and a gloomy pair of eyes
She's eyeing the top
and loses herself in greed
******* and naked in a feat
She's tiptoeing around a seat
cracking her innocence
and holding her tears
She smiles slyly with an allure
letters thrown into screeds
as she climbs breaking her bones
Her sentences are freed causing a stampede
and aims for self-recognition
as she marches through a dark street
A beautiful gloomy doll
dancing in a street
dragging her cold feet
Humming short and sweet
glowing with ego
she's a confident breed
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 12:04 AM UTC
What if all those insane people are the normals
and we are the crazy ones.
He was going round and round
walking in circles throughout the haunted hall
with millions of thoughts roaming his mind
He was stuttering and screaming
with dull, fading paint coloring whites and blacks
He was going crazy right in front of my eyes
and I was struggling trying to stop my tears
I hugged him with all my might and begged him to stop
I watched my brother becoming cracked and losing his mind
...watching in silence with painful cries...
I helplessly lost him in a super-massive black hole with no return
it was the insanity of a never-ending celestial dance
and I am sure my turn is coming soon.
We are the Eccentrics existing in a world of borders.
We are walking on margins; fighting our masked shadows.
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 8:56 PM UTC
Our backs are barren
**** and cold,
and we'll hug warmly
in a sporadic breath.
Reflected boldly
on a royal sword;
a caress will freeze
drowned in coldness and blush.
Broken bits of a tempo
slowly find their way;
and we'll replay back the symphony
when we're in dismay.
Like puzzle pieces trapping
scrambled sand in an hourglass;
only meaningful when time
elapses through an atom of sand.
Those puzzle pieces
are scattered and raw
small, radiant words
and bleary, missing faces.
Typically vivid when
they're glued correctly to show
a painting of a hidden memory;
it's a noisy, deserted strand.
So whenever we fight
I'll willfully lose my psyche;
to replay back the moment
I embraced you in my sight.
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
You brace your armor
You sharpen your blade
Pump your chest
Show off your conceit
You growl and howl
Like death is no more
You slit their throats
You rip their hearts
Blood splatters everywhere
But you simply wipe it off
The Earth absorbs it
And flowers later bloom
Their blood is dried and gone
But their wounds will never be forgotten
And At The End Of War
Like a lioness cub
You throw yourself into my arms
Take in my scent
Fill my embrace
Fully and squarely
Leaving no space
Marking your territory
Protecting what's yours
You cry your fears
Weep all night
Then sleep in my arms
Till the sun sets
You're the king of this land
The leader of your army
You're fearless in war
The leader of the battlefield
But after all
And you lovingly know it all
You're a child holding my hand
Tracing the steps I behold
You're a tiger moth
Drawn to my soothing flames
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC
Shatter me into a million pieces
Shred me with an unwavering touch
I crave to be freed
Caress my disturbed heart
Embrace my aghast soul
Burn me with vivid poetry
I yearn for the devilish you
I miss your bulletproof grip
Chain me with bold shyness
Hold my crumbling hands
Keep me in soothing darkness
Save me from the shattering light
Indulge me in your power
Burn me with your shadowy flames
Be the reason to my yearning
Drench the flaring-masked light
I desire to be your one and only
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 7:06 PM UTC
I'm a prisoner of myself
A prisoner of my past
A prisoner of my memories
A prisoner, a precast
Solely hanging
chasing time and sand
with bruised hands
I barely crawl
out of an abyss
I dug by my own
I boomingly scream
with silent pleads
a swan's wings
tattered to soar high
an aghast dream
clipped with savage scars
with crimson lips
I chuckle and laugh
with crimson lips
I shed an abandoned cry
passing by the winds
devoured by the nights
I'm a prisoner of myself
chained by the fading lights.
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 5:00 AM UTC
The wind has been asking for you;
missing you with a chill,
crying for you with a howl.
Constellations joined to draw a face;
I once unraveled every night.
Your face that I recite
its lines and curves;
what makes it laugh,
and what makes it cry.
The moon stood showing off its charms;
trying to imitate the infatuating you.
Cotton clouds softly,
and with grace;
crafted your name,
and engraved it in a night sky
with the blushing moonlight
that once cuddled us
in a world of love and war.
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 2:21 PM UTC
Before killing him,
your last moments flashed.
Those despairing eyes,
that begging grasp you died with,
and it hit me.
At that moment,
I finally understood.
It never brooded
you don't want me
to avenge your unjustified death.
I didn't know
you'll realize before anyone
I'll slowly embrace a hideous monster
and torture those who tortured you.
Eventually,
I pulled the trigger and fired.
I can't go back.
I've came a very long way
and can't go back now.
I avenged your death
and avenged my pain
and lost myself forever.
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC
I'm scared to death of being abandoned,
but you did abandon me;
knowing it's my darkest nightmare,
a dreadful reality.
Confusingly, you gave me the key
- how to feel alive again -
when you pulled me under water.
Drowning in time, in memories, in pain
were never death stamping;
this is only the beginning of a new life, a fresh start.
*#Nameless
#For"You"
In memory of the magical, painful times
we spent at the bluish sea,
my safe haven.♡*
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC