It's funny isn't it
Someone tattoos your mind from time to time
That buzzing itch of a fleeting memory
That flash bulb photograph of their smile
That split second recall of their voice
Do they think of you
Do you tattoo there mind
Or are you a discarded polaroid
A memory once had

thinking alouD can be dangerous
it can causE anger and strife
but i'd rather be honest to People
than tReat them like fool's
if you ask what I'm fEeling
the anSwer remains the same
you juSt have to find it
although hIdden through words
my expressiOn says it all
is it obvious Now

Oh how he towers over her
Rushing desire and adrenaline
As he makes her kneel at his feet
Lust tastes sweeter from this angle

Words.
I used to write them daily
My pen filled with ink
It found the darkness inspiring
My loveless life shown through prose

But now I'm apathetic of feeling
My once ink filled pen
No longer paints poems of pain
It doesn't sing the song of serenity
The ink has run dry
I'm all out of......

What breaks first the heart or the mind. Or is it the combination of the both that lead you blind.

'cause when you love and lose it cuts deep. All that's left is memories of pain etched for you to keep.

Silence followed by rumbles
An eerie haunting hum disturbs rock
Droning sound surrounds all
Like a ship coming into land
One long blasting note
Turning into a cacophony of noise
Palpations, dry mouth and sweat
Adorn the man who just left home
With anxiety in his backpack

Autumnal leaves crunch underfoot
Amidst a thick fog blanket
Lay black tar streets
Adorned by cigarette butts
Discarded masks
As well as alcoholic cans
This once bustling city
That shone with life
Is now a ghost town
Remenants of itself  
Left behind in a museum
Of it's downfall

Take the ten thousand fragments
Of this heart you stomped on so cruely
To win your popularity contest

Avoiding obvious feelings
Of which you proclaimed
Sweep them under the rug
This heart breaks no more
It will never be broken
It will never be fixed

Love is nothing but misery to me
Yet love is a game to you

Crying
For no reason again
Questioning
Why am I even here
Darkness
It's 4:40am right now
Thoughts
End it all
End it all
End
It

With the last match in my box
I'll set myself alight
So you may feel the warmth

One solemn tear doesn't even last
As it's vaporised by the heat
Of this lonely broken heart

Can someone teach me
What's a haiku help me please
I don't understand

I've not picked up the pen in a while
It feels alien to the touch
Former flowing words
Now barely drip

This paper so cold to the touch
Which used to be so warm
My canvas of former dreams
Now stares back like a nightmare

The cruel irony of second place
Not finishing first
Having to look up at them
The cruel irony of finishing fourth
You don't even make the podium
Just bask in the cesspool of failure
With everyone else

Music is my mindset
So If I'm seeking space
You'll hear it through harsh vocals
If I seek lust and desire
Harmonious sultry tones surround me
I'll be lost in the music of your body
When I seek happiness

I want to know what it feels like
To be loved unconditionally
For all I seem to feel
Is the sour taste of the unrequited
Can you love me?

Dropped like a stone
His glass heart shattered
Dropped like a stone
His smile faded from existence
He saw the rainclouds closing
So...He...Ran

They caught him quickly
Heavy on his back
His clothes became sodden
He believed he'd never make it
But after years of rainclouds
  The sun crept through
So...He...Ran

What now you ask
He's still running for the sun
Chasing it with open arms
And although his hearts in a million pieces

He

Will

Run

Unrelenting
emotioN
Ruining
existencE
Questioning
yoU
I'm
lefT
Em­pty
depresseD

I'm not okay
Overcrowded in my mind
But I finally can say
I know I'm not okay

I debated being a martyr
Believed I wasn't strong
But I'm surviving
I've been fighting
Without realising
I know I'm not okay

Yet...
There's comfort in the anarchy

Another hit
Chasing that high
When does it become too much
In the case of some
Not until
They
Are
Six
Feet






Under

Her ink adorns the page
Artistic ink adorns her skin
Visceral words, beautiful soul
No words to describe her eloquence
That haven't been used before.

Due to her I'm inspired again
From the beauty of the poetess
Words, mind, soul, look.
A.M
She's got it all.

You're shouting at shadows
Expecting witty response
When the only shadow following you
Is the one of your former self.

The one who loves you like I did
The one yet to see the real you
The one who broke my heart

I've said it once and I'll say it a million times.

Immaturity is the key too eternal youth

Fragility of the glass heart that shatters into pieces, to be mended one day, by the owner itself. Then trusted with in the hands of another.

I have no belief in Heaven
But I'm living in Hell

So beautiful those ruby red lips
They leave kiss stains on your mind

Seductive wayward hands
Like silk, soft to the touch
Travel down her lustrous skin
Southbound too their destination
Lips, neck combine in passion
Warm breath on the neck
Turns into sultry slow kisses
She grips his hair tightly
Her soft moans reverberate in his ear
As his fingers glisten with her lust

Perception is wonderful isn't it.
Hides so many unfavorable things.
Makes the world seem calm
When in fact it's utter chaos.

They see your words as profound
I see right through them.
They see your mind as wonderful
I see it for it's truth
Manipulative
Spiteful

Your abhorrent observation
On how death is just some joke to you
I know I won't be making it to heaven
But you have a special place in hell

In bloom again, there vibrant colors parade in the sunshine. Pendulous teardrops sway in the wind, colour vibrant. Peacefully amongst the bluebells these plants lie. They catch my eye from a mile away. Oh how beautiful.

Invading my mind
My composure is cracking

Frustrated, the urges rise
Underneath the skin my blood boils
Relenting to the feeling within
I'm shaking, someone hold me down
Oh how did I forgot this feeling
Unstable, I'm about to explode
Shelter me from myself.

My oxygen mask is isolation
Save me from this desolation
Oh so help me someone
From the villain that is myself.

Your hot breath on my skin,
Your arm lovingly around my waist,
Long legs wrapped around mine.

Thighs numb, ruby red buttocks and a big cheesy grin adorns your face.

Thoughts of the night reverberating through your mind.

My heart is stamped with an X
But nobody is looking
For this unknown treasure

The

(Today)

Words

(Is)

Between

(My)

The

(First)

S­paces

(Good)

Mean

(Day)

The

(In)

Most

(The)

But

(Longest)

Say

(Time)

The

(Hallelujah)

Least

You're another name in the archive filed under Creative, articulate and attractive. Your the first one that made it too the true love folder.

Maybe that's not what you want to hear, what you desire. But it's the truth. You're the one who invaded my black heart.

Frozen in admiration.
I thought it was lust at first
But no, not even close.
You invaded my mind
I'll gladly surrender
It's better than thoughts of death

A lone troubadour
Hums his lonely composition
He stares at his reflection
Forged from the puddle at his feet

His humming falls silent
The puddle disturbed by a single tear
This lone troubadours pen
Has ran dry

Pause.

Observe the situation.

Breathe slowly.

Get ready

Psych yourself up...and prepare to face the outside world.

Her fingers wander south
Enhanced pleasure by her intoxication
Her thoughts of the lonely poet
His words resonate in her minds eye
Biting her lip till her toes curl
She too sits alone, cuddles her pillow
Too afraid too mention such feelings
He sits alone... craving to be desired By the woman who fingers wander
Both lonely...Oh if only

Under the sheets of the double bed
Lies the lonely poet, only a pillow too hold
The exasperated sigh, followed by a single tear
This will be a night like many others.
Cold like winter

Birdsong in the air
Not as pleasant as rainfall
Which reduces stress

How quick to assume
That the bullet I shot was aimed for you Well my dear
Don't step in front of a firefight
You may just get caught in the crossfire

Trying to show empathy
After stabbing someone in the back
Is like telling a man with no legs to walk up and down the road
Inexcusable and impossible for the other person too forget

If heaven is real, that's where you are
I hope you're enjoying the hospitality
An angel now with beautiful wings
Please watch over us
We need you...I need you
Enjoy the peace
I love you
I miss you
R.I.P darling

This pixelated pen
Shares my real world thoughts
The darkness, The light
The joy and fright

This pixelated pen
Has created many friendships
The wonderful, the kind
The creative and ones with a beautiful mind

This pixelated pen
Saved my life tonight
By writing this
It took away the darkness
It provided the light


It brought me joy
It got rid of my fright
I was able to talk too that friend that's so kind
The one whose creative with a beautiful mind