I have washed my sheets hundreds of times All in an effort to purge the memory of you Your scent permeating my clothing As thou you were the one inhabiting them There is no sense in trying to get rid of you My body has molded itself into your submissive I have become so accustomed to your touch Addicted to the sensation Needing a fix, we both seek a night of sin You have infiltrated my mind Reading my thoughts Manipulating me Saying all the things you know I want to hear Body stained with the blood of my lips You stare down at me I have once again been fooled by those eyes Glowing with **** I am swallowed whole by your insatiable desire for me In my compliant nature, I kneel at your feet Following ever command you utter My body broken from the chains you’ve placed on me I belong to you, property for you to tend to But that night meant nothing to you Those words you spoke, were all in an effort to exploit my vulnerability I neglectfully admit that it worked You have me, once again, at your service It would be wise of me to end this already For the sake of my own sanity and dignity Consumed by your charm, but deterred by our past I am drawn in The alcohol rushing through my veins and the music radiating through my body Nothing mattered in the moment, but now, I am the fool who slept with you
a boy I had feelings for used me for *** and told me he missed me without even seeing me *****. now he has me all ****** up in the head but Im trying to move past it and care for the new person in my life. but those eyes got me stuck.
the wind whistling outside my window dying to get in wanting to intrude on my conversation the loud snores of the two bodies that lie beside me not a sound travels into the room we are the perpetrators my room full of concepts i can no longer focus on the conversations distracted by the cries of the wind and the roars of the beasts inhabiting my bed i must keep quiet for the noise has begun to intensify quiet hrs on the floor silence approaches me, with a request i explain that it's not me but them the voices and the wind and the beasts the conversations now sound like thunder all in an effort to rid of the pollution silence has broken through forcing my hand, i give in to his request my lips have been sealed by those small chalky tablets as the conversations within die off the screams now become a whisper a warm, endearing figure now lays beside me good night silence till we meet again
it is 3:38 am, a boy asleep in my bed and my roommate snoring louder than him. I am stunned by the amount of sound begin created between the two of them and the wind. would you even believe that it was quiet hrs on my floor.
I will spread dirt into every crevice of my broken heart and plant flowers so big and beautiful, that their roots will mend all the shattered pieces back together, and you’ll never be able to see the mess I used to be.
Death holds her hand Cowering in the corner of her room Greeted by the familiar face She welcomes him with open arms Whipping away her tears His cold embrace engulfs her Arms wrapped around her body As the flames of her anger are extinguished His grasp slicing into her like glass Serpent coiled around his prey Unable to flinch She gives in to death And the fight for her last breath has ceased
I was forced to leave the place I called my sanctuary The place in which you constantly reminded me I should feel safe Filled with positive memories Happiness and no judgment But we have two different definitions of safe To you, because you are my mentor, you have this overruling authority You will punish both the right and the wrong There is no use in biting the hand that feeds you So, unconsciously, your wish is my command You didn’t even realize I was gone Until I was I ran away from you as fast as I could Expecting an unruly army of beasts to follow behind I waited Stopped at the red light No one came after me There was no army Not even a gust of wind Shame was the only one to follow me into the dark Freedom, no more orders or demands The unreality of this moment sank in All I wanted was to be back in the safety of my own arms However, I no longer had a safe place to rest A flightless bird trapped in a nest of lies Unable to escape I ran into the night, no direction of where I was headed Alone, but free
my parents kicked me out of my house once and things have never been the same. now as a college student returning home I feel like a guest in my own house.