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 4d Nobody
Parker
I can lay awake at night, screaming for salvation.
Pleading with a lord that has never once lent me a helping hand.

I can pray, I can hope, I can wish.
God has never been my savior.
He watched me suffer in silence and still he never spoke.

My skin burns,
and im scared he may be my only chance.

Pitiful God. Pitiful me.
 6d Nobody
Kaiden
I miss your soft voice,
I'm terrified of forgetting the sound of it,
Angel,
How dare they steal the only light i had?
The one that would comfort me when i was sad,
How dare they take away the only person
That truly cared?
The only voice, that when i was scared
Would take the demons,
And lock them away in himself.
How dare they,
Dim the only star in my sky,
And tell me i simply closed my eyes,
How dare they lie..

Tell me, will that star ever shine again?
Or will the spot on the sky be forever abandoned?
sorry if this one is bad, i haven't written normal stuff in a while
I don't think, I really want this...

But surely, I
still have the eyes, to perceive
that she's the kind of,
fever dream
that makes grown men, and women,
lament, and weep

for the way, her jeans
gather round, her knees, and thighs--
for the way, her eyes...
pay homage, to the ancient skies...

would you take...a ride?
And, hey...would I...?
I don't think I might...

but she asserts her swerve,
with a certain sway,
and her curves,
would serve,
as hors d'oeuvres,
for days.
Her fruity lips...
with a sparkle glaze

they trickle...dark...as marmalade.
But if harvested, late...
what's their carnal taste?

...Is she the mark, on the grave,
by which, I think...I know myself?

No...I don't think I really want this...

not a shiver, runs through me.
But, sue me...for looking,
when she's so ******* juicy...
does it consume me?
Does it titillate me?
...I don't feel me, hyperventilating?

What if she turned, to face me?
To lay me, lace me
between her thighs...
internalized; eternal lies,
to sate me,
with her flavor, to bait me
acerbic, and savory...
Her skin, burning, like a lamp wire,

and her fingertips, debasing me.
What if I, was her vampire,
and she,
the one slaying me?
A slaking queen...
aching to break, her thirst...
so, what if I staked her, first...?
Would she mortify,
like ash?
Or would she forge, a lighted path,
and make me wish,
she had, forced...my hand?

No...I don't think I really want this...

not a shiver, runs through me.
But, sue me...for looking,
when she's so ******* juicy.
This is a highly experimental piece, following a discussion, I had. Contemplating the topic of, "could I be?" "Would I be?" I enjoyed layering the rhyme scheme, most of all. "She" doesn't exist, she was the embodiment of inhuman, female perfection my mind tried to build, broken down into basic features.

I pushed the boundaries to write outside my comfort zone, and it went rather weird. I don't think I lean that way, but it was fun to write about something completely different, in an entirely new way. Make of it, what you will, I guess? Happy Pride month, y'all.
 7d Nobody
Vesper
i'm still in awe
that you said yes
because you
are way out of my league
lfiuhSIHER;GOIHRGIOFDGIoio im so cringy hdsoifpefuhgpeirgh
 7d Nobody
Vesper
i wish
that i could figure it all out
that my house
didn't feel like hell
and therapy
didn't feel like a hospital
and my parents
weren't just people
 Jun 22 Nobody
1DNA
~
Hush, little one — sleep.

It’s a chapter, not the whole.

It’s time to take a breather.

Let it rest,

mind, body, and soul.

~
Its time for a rest
 Jun 21 Nobody
Tsuki no ume
Watching by the little window,
I see those kids, I those pups,
Playing ,joking, running around
Giggling ,laughing ,on a merry go round
So much!  i envy ,seeing them laugh as they play,
So much ! i hate, that i was once as happy as they,
So much ! i cry ,i cant go back to those happy days
So much!  i scream, i cant run ,i cant play,
So much !So much! Just So much!
I beg ,I shout ,I scream as I say,
Take me away !Take me away!
I miss those days ,i miss those nights,
I miss the sun with its morning light,
I miss the birds ,I miss the skies,
I miss those stars ,I miss the moon,
Humming and dancing with those lullaby tunes,
I miss so much! Just so much!
I beg ,I shout ,I scream as I say,
Take me away !Take me away!
OH! how i used to wish and pray,
I would Grow up and I would say,
The money ,The house ,The cars i want ,
Its all i want! Its all i want!
I pity those innocent prays,
I wish I would go back and say,
Do not say! Do not say!
As God hears only a Child's pray,
I beg so much !Just so much!
I beg ,I shout, I scream as I say,
Take me away !Take me away!
I still hear those laughters and those sounds
The winds whispers, the rain weeps
Remember those days! Remember those days!
I still wish, I still cry,
I still hope, I still pry,
Child O' Child where are you!
Child O' Child are you lost!
Child O' Child dont run away! dont run away!
I cry too much ,Just too much!
I beg, I shout ,I scream as I say,
Take me away !Take me away!
                       __tsuki no ume
 Jun 20 Nobody
Vesper
real or fake?
𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘
฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ɎØɄ ₩₳₦₮ ₮Ø ₣ØⱤ₲Ɇ₮
тнє ραιи тнєу ¢αυѕє∂
ᗩᑎᗪ Iᑎᔕ丅ᗴᗩᗪ
𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂
ꌈꋊꋖꀤ꒒ ꀤꋖ ꀤꌚ ꄙꁏꋪꏹꀤꁍꋊ
ДИ∂ Уøυ ДƧƘ УøυЯƧƎℓƒ
ⓡⓔⓐⓛ ⓞⓡ ⓕⓐⓚⓔ?
yeah ik i wrote 2 poems in a row called real or fake AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT YOU CAN *******
 Jun 20 Nobody
Vesper
I CANNOT TELL
WHETHER MY PAIN IS FAKE OR REAL
ALL THEY ASK IS HOW I FEEL
I HATE MYSELF
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