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Death-throws Jun 2015
Please don't
Broken bits don't get to go home,
Shatterd skulls no longer yaw
Skin cut and flayed does not fall.
Mearly drips,
The essence of my life flows.
I am in less control of this.
Then a river controls its bends
Death-throws May 2015
you
I love you.
Not your frills that could ****.
Or poka dot bullet holes color cordinated with skill

I love you
Not for your heart of gold or skin of silk
Not for your eye lashes or peircings, real or fake

I love you
Not because of who you are
But because of what you are.
Mine.
Is that so wrong? X
Death-throws May 2015
My eyes are red like a sunset,
Devils dance.
my end of the bargin has been met.
Welcome to my rainy day
Forces and darkness come out to play
My life ebbs again
At the end of a ball point pen
Death-throws May 2015
If I shall grow old.
And my clothes hang like ghosts
Just know that once apon a time
I could fit inside my skin
Death-throws May 2015
Dream me comatose
I am abandoned In my mind,
Spirits dance around  mans soul
bringing fire to his eyes.
And yet I dream here,
Comatose
With not a diamond in my eye,

Floating away from here
Comatose
with not a thought apon my mind,
I was told I was to hold my post
but apon the sword I  shall die,

Take my mind from here,
Like an albatross
Floating through the skies
Dont let me die here,
Comatose
alone with all but my mind
Brain dead is a hell of a way to go
Death-throws May 2015
without sleep

I am without sleep

but today

no more
You have a lovely set of lips
Your top lip looks like the bottom lip turned upside down
Shapeless lips kisses like clouds
They look better pressed
to my cupids bow
When tongues meet and the melting begins
It's almost unreasonable
How much power your lips have over me
That thin line of fat attached to a face
that broke a million hearts
But still I press to them
For comfort
Warmth
Love
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