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Anna Jun 2013
I think
There's something so wrong
And disgusting
About ***.
I know,
Im unnatural
And it isn't.
Anna Aug 2013
Look at me*
Tremors wrack my
Tense,
Paranoid form.
There's nothing wrong with you.
My mouth hangs slightly open,
And I believe the man
Who waits patiently
within my head.
Anna Jun 2013
I did something unforgivable.
I am wretched
Selfish
Stupid
Who am I to get better
When my heart is decaying
Because I keep letting
You down.
Anna Jun 2013
I miss nights
Where the saga
Of Coheed and Cambria
Filled my head.
When my violin sang
Sweetly in tune with my mind.
Tonight, there's nothing but silence
And all my instruments are sitting
Broken.
I have no more favorite albums
To sing me
Slowly
To sleep.
All I have is me
And a couple broken strings.
Anna Jul 2013
My mind is a flash of memory,
I laughed as the blade makes light of pretty skin
I caught bullets before they passed my teeth,
And dripped blood as cost for my silver tongue-
*Ecstasy, you torture me.
Anna Jun 2015
We made it to the east coast
i saw the ocean, mom.
Dad saw a needle.
My ole man yelled and held my hand
Anna Sep 2013
Her hands were cold
As she passed the bowl,
Knuckles cracked
Her pearl bones were draped
in blue and black
*Dear winter watercolor girl-
Run away.
Don't turn back.
Anna Jun 2013
little pills to balance mood and hospital stays
days and nights melt, seeing only shades of grey
microbursts of blackout pain
ideas of nine bullets in an alleyway
I bite the blame with a razor blade
and think in metaphors and bright red stains
sat and stared at glass from broken frames
spat blood, turned, and walked away.
Anna Jun 2013
He took my hand,
And led me up the stairs.
Past his younger brother
That I went to school with.
When we got to his room
He threw me against walls
Grabbed my hair
Slammed my head against the bed post.
I stayed quiet,
Because no one
Will hear me whimper like
A wounded animal.
Anna Jun 2013
If I had the will,
I would cut my lips away
to be a face of bared teeth
And unsettling disgust.
Anna Mar 2015
I can't even be honest creatively anymore.
She killed him.
I miscarried.
There's a poem in here somewhere,
I just can't tell it to you.
Anna Jun 2013
I don't know
How to accept
Anyone being kind.
It's gotten to the point
Where I just feel
Heartbreak in advance.
Anna Jul 2013
I wonder when
I started getting drunk
At eleven in the morning.
Anna Jul 2013
When the
bruised moon
wanes,
I feel so ******* abandoned.
Anna Jun 2013
If I cant get rid of this sickness
Ill be dead before I even get the chance
To ******* dreams
And notice that things aren't as bad as they seemed.
Im just so stuck in this mindset
And the ghosts I can't forget
Reaching for anything I can
Just so I don't have to deal with it.
So ashamed,
so caught up in a game
I invented
But can cope enough to play.
Tell me souls can change
Hell, you could tell me anything
'cause **** starts feeling real
when you describe the way the night feels
And the pain my breath instills
when I try to give my everything
But can't find my own free will
Anna Sep 2013
You're the smell of rain
And the taste of
Electric death.
Blister me
With your mouth
on my neck.
Anna Jun 2013
What's bothering you?
The dryness of my tongue.
The itch in my mind.
The bugs beneath my skin and between my teeth.

Nothing.
Anna Dec 2012
Close your eyes- confusion-
The Dark Lady beckons thee,
Always open to intrusion at the hint of lessened fee
Sell out heart and self at the cost of toes to knee
Rest upon the layers and the edge of sanity.
Anna Jun 2013
Entire weeks spent
In passion,
-not love,
But
*****,
Fevered
Passion
And then, I fell apart.
You lost me
In my grief and anger.
You said you cared 'a lot'
I told you to **** yourself.
Then nothing.
You moved on to the real thing
I moved states.
Anna Jun 2013
You burn yourself away
On my silver tongue and taste
because Im the only light
That makes your darkness seem okay.
Anna Nov 2013
Midnight talks,
Spinning words like
Wheels burned out on pavement.
Anna Feb 2016
There was one last lipstick stained cigarette
In the ashtray
Laced with memories I could forget
Anna Jun 2013
When you text me now
We speak like old
Bitter friends
Mocking and secretly hating
Ourselves through humor.
Anna Feb 2013
These dreams could make the corpses bleed I keep beneath my bed,
and these stitches couldn't really be 'till I had them in my head
You used to call me in the hospital and laugh with me,
and cry.
Now you're handing me a knife and offering a ride.
Anna Dec 2013
Go away from me
      I deserve to be unseen
I'm just so
           *******
                    Ugly
Anna Jul 2014
Your lonely poems used to be of comfort to me,
your new perspective on repeat
was guaranteed to make them bleed
but they're exactly what I need.
Anna Oct 2015
Be fierce, little firefly and dance around the dust
In honesty- your glowing's ceased, and life is only lust
Anna Jun 2013
Things haunt me
That I have not a right to feel.
******* is the anthrax
To my limited mind.
It knocks on my doors,
Peels back my eyelids.
Scratches ****** paths
Through brick walls of my conscience.
It is the appeal of sugar, to the child
Sick with diabetes.
It is forbidden fruit
That I have not the heart to taste.
Anna Aug 2013
I love your words
Before I let them leave
Your mouth
Because
Believe me,
Just the taste is enough.
Anna Jun 2017
Can I **** another night
Or maybe just myself
All this angers hurting me
Make me ashes on a shelf
Anna Jun 2013
I am burdened
By things that want to claim me.
I brought them over
Through blind stupidity.
Anna Jul 2017
Close those doors, walk down the street
And let those rain drops catch your teeth
Sometimes sunshine is too sweet
So I let shadey trees drip down on me
Anna Jun 2017
You're the turtle,
I'm the hare.
And I said I'd take you home
A couple days until I go
but I guess you're already there.
I will stay if you ask me to
And I will go if you dare
To baked and broken back roads
Where our ashes fill the air
Anna Apr 2014
I wanted to die in the trees
Shed my broken skin like ***** ticks and fleas
Have my spirit dog the falling leaves
While branches dip themselves in grief
Anna Jun 2013
I'm weary.
Forsaken.
I think I'll
**** myself.
Anna Feb 2013
You always slip away,
like dirt within a drain,
Like a knot above the doorway,
like the hurt before the pain,
You resign yourself to irony, resign yourself to rest
Like knives beneath my pillowcase,
*Like daggers in my head.
Anna Jul 2013
I'll hold your hand
If you can make me fall
Or get me to stand again.
Anna Feb 2013
I'd give anything to be the blade between her teeth,
to be the irony that inspires her unease
As she drifts unwillingly
and tastes of salt and sea- foam dreams,
Stars fall upon our cheeks,
While she speaks in tongues like winds from east
and I sit quietly
sipping on every note that she can sing.
Anna Aug 2013
Paranoia has settled it's way
Back into my diseased head.
I hide from the eyes
Of windows
And I'm trembling again.
Anna Jun 2013
Someday
I want to write a poem
About light.
And how it sits so brightly
And so close that
I feel it everywhere.
But it doesn't
And I've been cold
For so long
I don't
think
light
will
ever
reach
me.
Anna Jan 2014
I don't feel anything
Besides a storm
And the knife between my thighs.
I'm sorry.
I want you.
I want me.
But right now
All I am is bleeding.
Anna Feb 2013
Dude, I ******* made you-
You hated who you were.
Thank me with a severed spine,
And wishes on a star.
Empty hands, I used to hold
But you've taken them too far.
Everything I had in me;
it's everything you are.
Anna Jun 2013
I held your hand
With caution,
I thought you took mine by mistake.
Anna Jun 2013
My head aches,
My hands and legs shake,
Caffeine drenched just to feel awake.

**”-...Anna? Did you take your meds?”
Anna Jun 2013
The only things
That're sweet to me
Is blood
And *****.
Anna Jun 2013
Nothings sweeter
Than my heart-shaped mouth
Nothings more bitter, either.
Anna Jun 2013
I watched him drown,
I didn't dare move
The beauty took my breath away.
Anna Jun 2013
Can I see them?**
I sighed, and rolled up my sleeves.
I was puzzled by the boy
and offended.
He ran his fingers across my soul.
Anna Jun 2013
I'm fire right now.
And I want someone to burn,
While I lick
Up their body
And make their veins boil.
I want to loose myself
In another long night of
Sweat
Skin
And the good kind of hurt.
So that I can wake up tomorrow
And shrug them off
Cold as ice, again.
Anna Jun 2013
I killed another person
Through my disgusting charm
I promised you forever,
Then we never spoke again.
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