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WickedHope Sep 2021
Do you miss her
The Hell's Mistress I used to be
Pretty smiles
Prettier lies

******* you with my eyes
Skinning you with my words
I miss the power that came
In lying to everyone
This angelic facade is suffocating
I miss slipping off the mask
And slipping into your head
Making you my puppet
Then getting bored
And making you wish you were dead
Shoving my knife in your back
When you came
Walking into my life like it was yours
Following my breadcrumbs
Swallowing them whole
Who would have thought
You can hide arsenic so well
With just a hint of sugar
And a short enough skirt

Do you miss her
The Black Widow in my web
Eating you alive
To fill the void inside
I love it when the words write themselves for me.
- - -
I'm so sick of this tbh.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Left waiting for you to type
Wondering what you thought of my words
Wishing I could hear your voice, stare into your eyes
Knowing you're not thinking about me
That I'm the last thing on your mind
But I'm afraid to miss you
I'm too attached
WickedHope Jul 2021
Why are all the good things scary
You'd think that flying would be breathtaking and exhilarating
But
All I can think about
Is how close I am to falling
It's suffocating
I really, really feel like I'm watching my own life instead of living it. I'm not supposed to have days like that anymore.

**** the government.
WickedHope Nov 2014
Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood.
Blood. Blood. Blood
Blood.
I'm bleeding.
WickedHope Feb 2015
Burn my throat as I swallow the same air
Here we are choking on laughter that's grown stale
Don't let me cry out -- no -- don't let me cry out
Apart from this madness perhaps we'll find clarity
Rip off my arms and keep them for your lonesome self
How much good do empty words do us anyway
When you wake up remember I'm done waiting
Poison I've injected into your eyes and hands
Hopefully you can stay subdued and ignorant
You'll miss the parts where I'm on the floor
Gasping for air and nearly lifeless as I'm convulsing
We can smile about the times we bled into each other
Call me when you're drunk and willing to talk.
WickedHope Sep 2014
Bloodshot eyes
Incapable of thoughts
What made me think
I could handle all this
I think, I need a drink.
WickedHope Dec 2014
I was watching the rain
Hit the pavement and break
Into a million little droplets
It was so beautiful and sad
I wished it was me
Do you ever get it?
A least I got to spend some time with you again last night...
WickedHope Jan 2015
What scares me the most?
The moment you let go.
Don't drop me anymore, please.
I'm on my knees begging.
WickedHope Dec 2014
My thoughts are rubber

My words are cement


My thoughts grip me

and snap back

into my head full force

each time they try to escape


My words are concrete and imposing

I can't seem to take them back

no matter how hard I try
I don't know what the **** I'm doing anymore.
If I keep pretending to smile, will it get better?
... Probably not.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Where the **** do my arms go?
So many meanings, all of them me.
- - -
Bracci means arms in latin.
WickedHope Sep 2014
I feel my humanity is melting into a shallow puddle.
WickedHope Mar 2017
Breathe me in like your last cigarette,
because you swear you're going to quit,
as the smoke swirls past your head
and heads east.

Drain my cup like the last coffee
you pour yourself, even though it's 11 pm
and you really should go to bed soon
because you never sleep enough.

Color between my lines like you tried
to show your little sister, when she stole
your colored pencils and scribbled
all through your sketchbook.

Give me the kind of attention you give
sunset on the beach,
because someting about it makes time stop
and brings you peace.

Love me,
even though the only time you ever thought
love just might be more than a façade or a con
left you detached and empty.

Love me,
because I promise
I'm already trying
to love you.
Verbs.
WickedHope Oct 2014
Why do they have to ******* degrade me?
Fight so hard, intimidate me?
I walk around bruised and scarred.
Is it fair my life's this hard?
Stay at his place, each night he breaks me.
Can't go home, they choke and cage me.
Twisted, confused, walk around broken.
Mustn't seek help, not a word of this to be spoken.
WickedHope Dec 2014
I know that you've been used and confused,
Believe me, I have too.
Are you afraid to be hurt?
Because I am as well.
But being near you while you're this distant,
It's like walking through hell.
I know what I want from you,
I've had far too long to mull it over.
All I need, love, is you, closer.
Are you afraid? Because I am too,
Though there's no denying,
I think I'm in love with you.
How do I show a boy who has been hurt that I won't do what they did?
WickedHope Oct 2014
you're thrown
against the wall
onto the floor
enough times
you'll crack and break

you're played with
grabbed at
enough times
you'll believe
you're the toy
you're treated as
I'm so ******* broken.
WickedHope Nov 2014
Let me bruise, break, and bleed
There's no one who really needs me
My brother and I both have dermatillomania, his is worse.
Don't know why I wrote that.
WickedHope Oct 2014
Here
We
Are
Another
Two A.M.
Game
Of
*******
Only
Instead
Of
Cards
We're
Using
Words
And­
Feelings
WickedHope Oct 2014
burn
burn
burn me
on fire
hold your match up to me
as the flames lick me
inhale smoke
I feel lighter
I'm so done.
WickedHope May 2020
you're skinning me alive.

each word you bark strips away

some of my skin and some of my soul.

why don't you do the kind thing,

and shoot me?

instead of ripping out my hair in fistfuls

with each laugh made at my expense.

my world is melting

because you set it on fire.

the smoke is so thick

i can't find my own face.

and i hear you.

i hear you laugh

and the flames pinch me in response.

you are unclever in choosing me though.

i set myself on fire often.

though you choke me and scorch me

i already know this pain.

it burns and stings.

and i cry out
    "Harder"

because i know you cannot maim me,

you cannot give me scars

that are worse than the ones

i have given myself.

you cannot **** me.

trust me.

i've already tried
.
WickedHope Dec 2014
That moment
you realize
you're too emotional
to be conversing.
Well, ****.
WickedHope Mar 2015
Time for a puppet show
It's been a few months
But still remember
How to play your strings
Okay?
WickedHope Oct 2014
Call me stupid
Call me lame
I never planned
On earning fame

Call me ugly
Call me gross
The weight I loose
For you the most

Call me ****
Call me addict
Push me face down again
While you're at it
To all my "loved ones."
WickedHope Nov 2014
i want a new name
a new birth
a new childhood
a new poison
a new addiction
a new lust
a new love
a new confusion
a new heartbreak
a new hatred
a new suicide
i want a new name
I don't remember how to write poems anymore.
This is a ******* list.
I hate my name, I want a new one.
And George has decided to be particularly cruel tonight.
WickedHope Apr 2016
Call me your knife
For I am the one moving deeply against your flesh
For I am the slick blade that finally draws blood
For I am the weapon that at last pierces straight through
. . .
red-lipped
WickedHope Nov 2014
Wrap me in a warm breeze
Take comfort that I can breathe

Is this a new sunrise
Or the calm in the storm
For some reason
I can see you clearly once more

I could laugh and mean it
I'm smiling content
Where this came from I don't know
But I don't want to let it disappear again

Let me curl up to you
And feel okay, relieved
Once again, I can breathe
I've been really depressed lately.
Right now I am so happy, I don't
know  why.  But  I  finally  broke
through, and I hope it lasts a while.
WickedHope Aug 2014
memory and thought are a curse,
for they are drenched with you.
i wish not to be so blunt, so terse,
oh, i do long for you.
the fear of breaking
by the hands of another,
is what prevents me from
being your lover.
inescapable.
i run from the inevitable.
i want you.
WickedHope Mar 2015
Run run run
Run away if you can
Stay stay stay
You've never done
You're the one with the trigger
But I'm at the end of the gun

Put myself in your line of fire
I want to bleed
Have you cut me so I blame you
I've sown my seed
Now you are the reaper
(Though it's my greed...)
Title is a song title by Emery.
- - -
Who's the killer?
WickedHope May 2015
And I can't tell you that it hurts
Cause it's not supposed to
And I can't tell you that I miss you
Cause I'm not supposed to

And I can't tell you that I need you to sleep
Cause I'm not supposed to
And I can't tell you I want to talk to you more than anyone else
Cause I'm not supposed to
And I can't tell you that I wish I could watch you smile once more
Cause I'm not supposed to

And I can't tell you I'm sorry
Cause I'm not
WickedHope Dec 2014
If I promised not to hurt you,
                                    would you trust me not to?
If I told you I was sorry,
                                           would you believe me?
If I called you tonight,
                                          would you listen to my
                whimpers and whispers?
Surprise, I want you.
WickedHope Oct 2014
listen
hugs
air hockey
books
woods
astronomy
driving
music
tv show marathon
poetry
cuddling
waking up
real
Can today be a good day?
(Not really a poem.)
WickedHope Dec 2014
"I'm tired of   br-
                                 ea-
                                            ki-
             ­                                          ng
,



                               b
                               u
                               i
                               l

give me something to   d   for."
~ George ~

George and I are a strange person.
WickedHope Oct 2014
tranquil
blue
seas
are
over
rated

i prefer red rivers

flowing
from
my
wrists
and
hips
WickedHope Jan 2015
I hate me, I hate me, I hate me
For being so jealous, possessive, angry
Why do I ruin everything
By claiming each as my own
Why can't I just let things go
I lead myself to further pain
I keep saying "my" and "mine"
And expecting a long time
I don't, don't want to share
I don't, don't want to care
Not even fair, when I act this way
I'm the one who'll never stay
I keep setting myself up to fail
Punishment in my own twisted jail


I make people my whole world
I orbit someone like they're my sun
But it's cold, being left in space
They never wanted me in the first place
****** poem about ****** me.
- - -
I'm in the midst of a violent outburst.
Thought this would help me stop.
It didn't.
WickedHope Dec 2014
He just wanted to help
An arm is grabbed
Her heart skips a beat
No, not good, not good...
She can't move
Can't breathe
Inhale, exh-
Inhale, exh-
Can't breathe
She is red, airbrushed porcelain
Can't meet his eyes
Says please don't touch me
He laughs
Please don't touch me
Her body is shaking
Her mind is racing
P-please
He lets go
And she's still alone
This is what happens to me.
I just want someone to hold me and for me not to freak out.
- - -
*He* helped me adjust to him. Then he left...
Andrew, I miss you. ( twoam )
WickedHope Sep 2014
I am starving.
For so many, many things.
I am dying.
For absolutely nothing.
WickedHope Dec 2014
The spring breeze blew
The summer haze heated
The fall leaves left
The winter frost froze

The summer haze heated
Lost fish tried to swim
The winter frost froze
Weary travelers turned to dust

Lost fish tried to swim
Fog retreated into itself
Weary travelers turned to dust
Time stopped counting

The spring breeze blew
Fog retreated into itself
Time stopped counting
The fall leaves left
WickedHope Mar 2015
i am breathing, breathing
breathe in and out
get your head outta the clouds
someone get me down

got myself stuck
looking for an easy way out

disappear, disappear
just let me float away
held my heel, held my weakness
immortalize my brain

got myself exposed
looking for an easy way out

half ghost and half wannabe
cross the border
let go of a piece of me
chaos, disorder

got myself severed
looking for an easier way out
just an easy way out

half ghost and half wannabe (breathing, breathing)
cross the border (in and out)
let go of a piece of me (get out, get out)
chaos, disorder (someone please get me down)
chaos, disorder (get me down)
chaos, disorder (easy way out)

just cross the border
A song I've been working on.
WickedHope May 2015
Lace covers his tongue
That tastes like oxygenated copper,
The sand caught in his lashes
Looks so harsh against warm brown eyes.
I want to unwrap him, unbind him;
He used to be glorious in his vanity--
Now he is drowning in concern.
Wanting to be everyone's favorite
Has never been an easy game.
For a person.
WickedHope Aug 2014
you make me sad.
i wanted to be like
you. now i'm sorry.
i want to share my
joys with you but
your ideas of joy
have been poisoned.
now i'm sorry for
you. i wish you
wouldn't, it makes
me sad. please don't
make me sad any
more. i wish you
would understand that
i'm not an ignorant
child. you are the
one who doesn't get
it. and i'm sorry
for you, very much
so.
Wrote this a while ago for someone I wanted to save, but never had the guts to help.
WickedHope Sep 2014
Thank you all for today-
The points, the taunts, the shouts-
I talk funny is what you're all about.
You laugh when I speak,
Feels like strikes to the cheek.
Makes me want to be silent.

Until he pipes up,
And says it's cute.
Thank you, for acceptance.
WickedHope Apr 2015
Who is she
What is she like
She is dark
They call her consumer of hearts
She lives like a chess game
She doesn't mean to
But every move she makes
She cruelly calculates
She loves the games she plays
But I think it's because
That's the only way she knows
How to trust
How to not get hurt
She pulls on heart strings
And she tugs at synapses
Biting free connections

She sinks her teeth into their souls
She watches what color they bleed
Delightedly she tears them apart

Her heart is gone
She can't remember if it was taken
Or if it was simply one of her own victims
I deserve to die.
WickedHope Feb 2015
breaking

is addicting

once you start

you never

s  t  o  p


breaking
Current mood: crying.
WickedHope Dec 2014
All I want this year is
Just a little bottle
Or a little jar
With a little something
To make me a lot forgetful
About you
Because I'm tired
Of memories
About you
Christmas or otherwise
Andrew, why?
WickedHope Aug 2015
How could*                            
prince charming          
*have been            
playing      
   dress up
      too?
WickedHope Dec 2014
forget about me
but don't forget about me
because if you forget me
i'll die
i'm like tinkerbell
if you stop believing in me
i'll die
if you forget about me
i'll die
but i want you to forget about me
so i can have peace
and try to forget about you
you need to get out of my head
please
i can't evict you
i don't have that kind of strength
so i need you to remove yourself
i need you to metaphorically die
so i know you won't come back to life
like you've been doing
stay dead
stay away
stop making me fall apart
every time you say
                                                                ­     **hello
What. The actual. ****.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Get back!
Get back in your box!
You are the last thing I could handle,
I can't handle you, my hands are breaking.

Crawl back!
Crawl back into my nightmares!
Stay there, where I can control you,
And you can't reach out and touch me.
This is ****.
WickedHope Nov 2014
Cloaked in the stars

Wrapped in the night
Need to savor
Dark and light
Potential savior
Likely fright

Cloaked in the stars

Dawn of day
To be feared
And never to stay
Sometimes here
Sometimes far away

Cloaked in the stars
But what lies beneath?
Beautiful sight,
With sharpened teeth.
- - -
You will always be my sunrise, darling.
I shall forever love you
WickedHope Feb 2015
The sky bleeds into my hair
Sunset leaks into my eyes
In this moment I look changed
He asked me to stay in this
Moment with so many words
Where my hair is more gold
My eyes are caramel not black
And my smile shines bright
But I let the sun slip down past
The horizon because I was
Afraid so he left for his future
While I stayed drowning in
Our past now I don't want to let
It slip away this time,
                                      *into the snow...
Your twentieth birthday is soon
and I'm no longer your favorite one to lie to.
WickedHope Dec 2014
sometimes

i                    really                    just

need                    to                    know                    that

not                    **everyone                    hates

my                    company
- i want to stop feeling empty and alone -
WickedHope Sep 2014
I am a fake

The real me hides in blankets
Behind books
Never meeting eyes
Doubts everything
Constant music playing
Clings on to hope until it burns
Wants to curl up in your lap to hide forever
Has dark brown eyes that cry every night

Reaches for the knife
The little bottles of smells
The bigger bottle of fiery taste
Puts food in her mouth and spits it right out
Doesn't drink all day to see how long till she faints

The real me is
Terrified of you but
Wants you all the same
(I wish I could just ask your thoughts feelings and doubts.
But I'd hate it if someone asked me.)
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