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vanessa-corinne
Hello stranger, / My name is Vanessa and I am a dreamer. I write songs, poems and a novel perhaps someday I'll finish. I draw and I create. I am an artist and everything is my canvas. I love reading for I can escape this barren reality and I love to close my eyes and lose myself in music. I am a loner by nature.
Here's to the girl who will always be second best, Running late for her dreams, tired and under-dressed, I light up a cigarette and sit on the bed, Faded moments of last night flicker through my head, I feel her stir so slightly but she doesn't wake, I let her sleep a little longer for her sake, It seems she got drunk again and we ****** again, And I'll go on like it didn't happen again, She's like a wild flower, but everybody knows, A pretty little flower but she's no one's rose, No one notices, she fades, as they pass her by, Not a dream, not disillusioned, she wonders why, She's far from the one I love but I took her home, So neither of us had to spend the night alone, Ashen hair and cracks in her pale dusty lips, A slur to her words and bruises lining her hips, She smells like an ashtray and tastes like old beer, She is drifting somewhere between there and here, Perhaps she can see she has lost all direction, Perhaps she sleeps away all her recollection, I'm sorry she's not enough to love in the day, She's no ones first choice but for her, second's okay.
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Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
Vanessa
White flowers turn red In a vase of blood; dead Don't cry child, don't cry For flowers wilt and die But pain will live in us Until our bodies turn to dust I'm dead now, I'm leaving It' okay love, stop breathing For on the other side we'll lie As white flowers die
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
White Flowers
She wakes again in blinding sunlight From gentle dreams of black and white She hides her eyes, embraces her plight Her breath laced with the gin of last night Hair knotted, lips cracked, she smells like smoke Cigarettes for breakfast make her choke She still sometimes laughs though she's the joke She's tired, she's wasted and her heart's broke She watches in silence and dreams her days Chiming the hours as she wasted away She gave up her virtue to feel loved for a day She's playing her part in her dreamers ballet
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
She Was Once a Dreamer
If you kissed me in the dark with your lips tasting Of alcohol and smoke on your breath I might fall in love Perhaps not forever or even until we saw the sun, But for one moment in our fleeting lives. I'd give you my body so take it, **** it, hold me As we sleep off a night we might not remember tomorrow. When you wake up I'll be gone; you will never realise But I left a little piece of my soul imprinted on yours. And though I can not have you when we touch the day, And though my heart belongs to everyone and no one, Remember, for one moment, I was yours, yours completely and yours alone
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 9:07 PM UTC
Here's to the Cigarette Kids
Bury the bodies all in roses, Crimson flowers bloomed and died You held me for a moment I didn't make it but I tried Bury my body in the autumn So I may sleep through winters cold Kiss my lips, still and quiet And know I shall not grow old Bury her body in the sunrise So she may see only the light Let the fires consume her whole In her sweet eternal night Bury our ghosts all inside you So our hearts may find their peace Follow us into the ether To a deep and dreamless sleep Bury yourself far out in the desert Where your bones will not be found And remember, a million miles away Where I lay beneath the ground Bury me beneath the roses Bury me before my time Think only of what we could've been Not of how I didn't survive
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:58 PM UTC
Bury My Body in Roses
The cracks in the side-walk at the end of the road We've walked for many years, lost our way back home I wonder, as this ride comes to an end It was fun while it lasted, but we know it’s all pretend I’ll walk away with a smile to the world The memories disappear, as we close and lock the door Nothing lasts forever, everybody fades Sand through the hourglass as life slips away When you leave me, I'll bury you and all inside Petrified forever in memory still alive As the days bleed together since you said goodbye Maybe we'll live forever, in another life...
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:48 PM UTC
Partings
Butterfly landed upon my arm Touched just once then flew away Yet trapped in the cage of memories To remain engraved until I fade Lives linked through thoughtless sight And meaningless for one dies so young But does not leave for the other, kissed Yet not missed, taste upon thy tongue Perfection created by not man nor god Pictures and poems can’t replace The Idealised of ones eternity Written upon the others face Beloved, said but I was not For wings of butterflies yearn to fly Alive and caught within a moment If perhaps it lives longer than I.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:44 PM UTC
My Beloved Butterfly
Borders breaking down, consumed by their greed Civilization crumbling beneath overpowering need In agony lies no consciousness to speak Deranged corruption, the sickly and the weak. The machine that destroys and devours Innocence can be bought through unspeakable power Lies and hypocrisy born from hunger and hatred And we try to survive what we have created The edges blur and new lines are drawn As in distance disappear what was crossed before Souls are sold to the highest bidder Sit and watch your humanity wither Pull back the veil; face your new god Stare deep into the eyes of the lord In suites and ties and empty eyes The new monster we created lies
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:42 PM UTC
Machine of Corruption
Cigarettes taste better than life sometimes On his lips, his breathe that mix with mine Blue eyes, black skies and stormy seas Her I am, back again and on my knees Take my virtue dark angel, take my pride I feel your sweet venom run deep inside Pretty and perfect, porcelain and lace Used and wasted, my body and face Never did destruction offer such pleasure Obsessed, undressed, take any measure Bound by addiction, by greed and misuse A insatiable need for your sadistic abuse **** me and pry me, love what you've taken Hide me, denied me, leave me forsaken Drink down heartache, wasted we entwine I am yours but you were never mine
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Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 9:16 AM UTC
Cigarettes on our Breath