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Vale Luna May 2017
My neck feels naked

When your hands aren't around it.
Vale Luna May 2017
Ignorance is bliss
A shoot and a miss
Stuck in the abyss
The pain caused by this
To forget our last kiss

Needle in my skin
Put the chemical in
To forget where I've been
And let it begin
Making memories thin

It burns in my veins
But it's worth the pain
To forget your name
Stained in my brain
And stop the self-blame

Agony is dead
You're not in my head
To fill me with dread
Forget what you said
When you slept in my bed

Feeling the new high
And forgetting why
I wanted to die
Or bothered to cry
Or said my good-byes

I shoot but don't miss
Not in the abyss
No pain caused by this
Forgotten last kiss
Ignorance is bliss.
Vale Luna May 2017
You remind me
Of a stupid pop song
Too upbeat
With repetition; I dread

And I hate
That I know all the words

So you stay forever
Stuck in my head.
The passion was so intense the spark stayed alight and burnt bright even when they were not together
They wanted one another so deeply
And they knew when they were next to meet
He would lay with her holding her in his strong embrace gripping hold of her wrists as she writhed around in sheer pleasure
Kissing her mouth like it was the first kiss she had ever tasted
Looking into her soul through his beautiful piercing blue grey eyes
Feeling his way into her
Meeting of mind and body
In that moment time was irrelevant
It was as though they had forever...
Vale Luna May 2017
*** is an equation
                              it seems
And I'm your calculator

Because when I'm with you
You know all the right buttons
                                                to push
                   All the right combinations
                                                to plug in
To make me your hand-held
                                                property

Your relentless fingers
                     Unpausing
                                Pitiless
                                       Unremitting
Lacking every sense of the word
                                                  "Mercy"

Despite my begging
My programming goes against me
And I'm forced
                     to spit out the answer
That you request

So because of your brutality
It's easier to lie
                        to myself
To lie and say
That I don't want
                          to keep making equations with you
Vale Luna May 2017
When I start bleeding
Through my shirt
They ask:

"What happened?!"
"Did you cut yourself?"

I know they mean:
"Did you cut yourself ON ACCIDENT?"

But I just say
"Yes" anyway

And don't bother explaining
That it wasn't an accident.
Vale Luna May 2017
You left your little pink *******
On the floor of his bedroom
And I'm positive that they're yours
Because they smell of your perfume

I watched him return them to you
With a smile and a kiss
Letting you know
That your body would be missed

So you hold your ******* tight
In the palm of your hand
And whisper, "Tonight,
I'll crawl through the window again"

But when I watch you with him
Doing all the things that you do
I can't help but wish
That you found girls attractive too.
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