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The beauteous creature that you are,
Lurks in the shadows where light once was.
Behind the cabinet, find a door.
It was once locked but not anymore.

Find a doll of porcelain skin,
Find her soon, let the story begin.
Light a candle in the corridor,
For the souls once there but not anymore.

Through the darkness can you feel the fear?
It captivates your entire body, now.
You feel it rip through you; through you it tore.
You were once Whole, but not anymore.

Lights flicker violently as you creep-
Down the narrow hall of emptiness.
It was so vivacious once before,
It was bright, full of hope; but not anymore.

Flickers of light flash like wholesome hope.
Lighting the way down a broken path.
Cracks, craters and breaks split through the floor.
Once an easy path, but not anymore.

When you think you are safe and all is well.
Remember what here, described is hell.
It inhabits every last brain cell.

All of this is Deep inside your Head,
You will only escape, when you are Dead.
Inner conflict of the mind is described above.
 Feb 2015 Ariel Taverner
K F
Jericho
 Feb 2015 Ariel Taverner
K F
"It's ok to cry just don't let them see."
Words my mother taught me.
She never told me who "them" was supposed to be.

So I assumed them was the world and built up walls.
Not to push people away,
just to protect myself-
from unspecified dangers and risks.
Like heartbreak, and heartache and being breakable.

But brick by brick you're crumbling those walls.
Without even trying, there's no force at all.

And I feel like Jericho,
where suddenly I'll be open...
And what if I get burned too?
Your sweet taste
On my lips
I love you

**Chocolate
 Feb 2015 Ariel Taverner
Creep
Because when only one person in the world
understands you and cares about you
you will do anything and everything for them.
stella
by all time low
Encased by her grasp
Succulent lips feed upon
Evanescent souls
 Feb 2015 Ariel Taverner
Creep
You put me away
Sat me down on your highest shelf
To be admired,
But all I ever got to be
Was *forgotten.
Not really related to anything. Having a writers block of sorts rn. Bare with me...

Undone (sweater song)
By weezer
my favorite material
rich, luxurious, deep
cigars and a musky afterglow
your man's warmest sweater
he smells like the earth
he smells like lust
he smells like leather

my favorite material
*******, bedroom, broken
lay me in a vice grip and
force me to inhale
it smells like love
it smells like I'm centered
it smells like leather
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