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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 5:26 PM UTC
Autumn leaves
Flutter to my right
Shivering in delight
The breeze, a flirty male
Caresses, strokes
Wanton orange fragility
Curling inwards they do sigh
Caught by the devils eye
Misty morning browns
Bidding goodbye
Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC
In the midst of it all
I stop, I stare
And I wonder what I'm doing in all this
The aches never cease, never stop
Them all I see writhing about me; humans
Clamber above one another
Leaving the ones they claim to love broken
In the ashen dirt
For the meagre prizes they salivate to get
They forget they can't take it with them
That their greed is for naught
As their breaths draw short, scythe draws closer
Leaving them alone in their suffocating solace.
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
My parallel would not be you
Voice/soul/essence of soil
That I sink my feet into eagerly
For its coolness
Against the stones littered tarmac
A strange sight; behold!
Straying far from home ; a luxury unaffordable
Not worth the ruin, not right the game
Chance gambles a shame to the sweetness
You exhale; my heart wanes
Candy forever out of reach; my lips quiver
Succulence so overwhelming I stagger; err
Before remembering its not my place to destroy
What has yet to be tarnished by his demons
Let it slip slip away
My dreams they await
A haven to gaze and delight
Diluted goods never felt better.
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
Make me your marionette
And string me to the stars
Take my body as yours to command
So that I can dance over the sunrise of mars
Let your baritone voice innervate my soul
Till my lips tremble; muscles restless through our meteoric wars
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
Every day I walk upon thorns
Why do you watch me bleed?
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
They say he was deranged
The man behind the gun
As he aimed at the children
Picking them off one by one
They say he wasn't sound of mind
The man who deemed himself god
Screams falling faint to his ears
As bodies piled; a mess of red
They say he was mentally ill
The reaper who sowed the school dry
Leaving no table unturned
Basking in their final pleas; unmasked glee
They say they'll pray for the souls departed
And lock away the crazy man
Hoping the public will forget and let go
Turn a blind eye to laws unconstructed; again.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
I don't love him anymore
The man who was my hero
He who I held above all else
Is nothing to me now
He broke me down
Made me question who I was
Shattered my sense of pride
Destroyed my sense of worth
Tears I shed over him
As nothing more than a ritual
I can't control them
Even though he is lost to me
I don't remember how it used to feel
When I cared for him as a miracle
For all I have is an ache
that never stops hurting.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 10:11 AM UTC
Emotions are my prison guards
Caging me in a spiral of suffocation
Enraging me with their limitless torture
Forcing me to feel and hurt over and over
Endless it seems in its sadism
Starving me of the ability to love and care
Numbing my heart and shutting my brain
Desensitizing my soul, till I'm an empty vessel once again.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
Papa just let me rest
Put my mind at ease
For the shards you use
To tear through my skin
Make me bleed
Oh it hurts so much papa
When your bullets plunder my heart
It beats feverently; an ill tuned symphony
Trying to mend itself again
A picture of flimsy patchwork
Papa clear the ground in front of me
The shards and thorns are making me weak
My feet can't take in your piercing anymore
They've gone from tan to scarlet
A fresh coat to paint over the marks I'm too ashamed to see
I beseech you one last time papa
Make the voices go away
The ones gnawing at my head
Telling me I'm not who you want me to be
Before I give myself to the demons who love me
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 9:51 AM UTC