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Justine Feb 2011
She ruins everything!
Mouth runs a mile a minute about topics taboo,
Words that a lady should never speak,
Oh she is so obscene!

I would hide her away,
No, no, no I would say,
Just stay,
You are much to inappropriate to come out and play!

She's like a surprise in a bottle
Her label simply reads "Add fire water"
The one that distorts my perception,
Waking her from her desolate sleep.

She smiles a devious smile,
Back from the dead if only for awhile.
Only I know what malicious plans hide underneath,
She may fool everyone else but she can't fool me.

I wish she would just stop talking,
But the more I add the drink,
The more she feels obligated to speak.
Then all control on my behalf is lost.

I feel like a fool when I wake up,
The headache she caused pounding like debt collectors at my door,
I can't take back the mess she caused the night before,
My indulgence is starting to get out of control.
Justine Feb 2011
You taste like Spring
and it gives me fever,
Burning hot desire,
Desperately reaching for previous seasons' colder weather.
You taste like the lustful night air,
Raindrops dancing across your atmosphere,
Drenching me with your intoxicated kiss,
Hold me steady for one last breath.
Maybe I love you,
Maybe I don't,
Maybe I'll need you,
Probably wont.
The thing I like best,
Is  this season is new,
And by season
I mean my newfound infatuation with you.
Justine Feb 2011
2 years ago my lover died,
He died overseas.
2 years ago my lover died,
And I can't shake this feeling.
I loved him,
Lord,
oh I loved that boy so,
why oh why did he have to go?
His heart was mine,
Mine, mine, mine,
Why oh why did he have to go?
2 years ago my lover died,
Although his physical body remains
His mind is forever controlled by a demon's soul.
2 years ago my lover died,
I've never felt so alone.
Justine Feb 2011
I drive to your house only late at night,
To take off my clothes and turn off the lights.
I stare into the pillow because I hate your ******* eyes,
I don't know why I do it,
It makes me sick inside.
When its over, you touch my skin, you hold me close, you watch me as I slowly close my eyes.
I wake up to the sunlight, your dreams far from mine, your body is right next to me, unreachable, cold and empty feeling begin to hurricane in my mind.
Left neglected like a teenager's childhood doll, you leave me there to sleep, not even saying a single word, barely even a goodbye as I walk out of your front door.
Never knowing if I will see you again.
I drive home full of guilt, knowing I should have said no, what's worse is I know you have someone else, that you will spend all day playing couple with, and I'm too lonely and pathetic to let this go.
Justine Sep 2010
Don't cry for me
Even though I'm dead
Suicide doesn't really hurt
That bad
I miss you my darling,
But this was the right thing to do
Because the pain left my body
Through the ****** exit wounds.
You'll find a girl
Forget about me
Someone that will actually
Make you happy.
I tried but my life
It failed to grow
I'll tell the devil that is wasn't your fault, so you know.
It was just my time to go.
Don't cry for me
Even though I'm dead
Suicide was the only choice I ever had
I walk the earth
But my feelings are buried deep within my rotting body
I'm finally free
From all the misery.
I'll kiss your tears
I know it hurts
But don't cry for me
The deed is done.
Justine Sep 2010
Some things just are not meant to be
The sun in the middle of twilight
A butterfly resting in a nest full of hornets
You and me.

Everything you ever promised
They were all lies
I wish I could shake it
But for some reason I miss you so much tonight.

Some things just are not meant to be
Children dying of disease
Vegetable flavored ice cream
But most of all you and me.
Justine Sep 2010
All the feeling,
Wrapped and deep,
My eyes so heavy,
I can't sleep.
Wash my skin with powdered bleach,
Can't get clean,
As your ***** thoughts sink inside of me.

I've become a pathetic waste,
Of absorbent space,
I feel myself dissolving slowly.
I am what I hate,
Isn't that great?
Unconciously bashing my throbbing head for some sense of release.

Change is inevitable,
Proven by this picture,
Unreachable,
Disappearing into mist.
Forced to forget who I used to be,
Stripping any sense of a former sanity.

Yet,
You're still beautiful,
In an acutely macabre way.
In all that you do,
All that you say.
I want to touch your lepers' skin,
Watch you melt away in shame.
Laugh at the pleasure I feel,
As you slowly engulf in my pain.

All the feeling
Wrapped and deep,
My eyes so heavy,
Finally asleep,
Struck with vicarious feeling of your body suffocating under me.
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