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Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
I want to see you without your flesh
Your stained bones crumbling from no protection
Your blood polluting its new atmosphere
No signs of perfection

Allow me to you without your flesh
Your flaws being the best canvas
Your soul glowing from the core
With your rotten personality sealed around it
Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
I stare at the time
That points and laughs
Mocking my anguish
I wish we had enough moments
Enough moments to finish our laughter
Finish our masks to hide the pain
My paint hasn't quite finished drying
You decorate yours with purity
But no need, for you're an angel

I stare at the time
Counting down my hours of life
Each breath getting thinner
I wish we had enough moments
Enough moments to think of what we're doing
Finish our jokes written in blood
My joke was never as funny as yours
You painted yours with purity
But no need, for you're an angel
Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
Let me just lie here on your tongue
And soak up
every
word
you
expose
Inhale every sentence revealed
And bathe in each
syl
la
ble
Allow me to record your thoughts
A video of only me
Weaving through your mind
Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
"You
Sick
*******"

I spotted a glimpse of your corrupted smile
hovering over my tainted body
That has been painted with repulsiveness
And sealed with your perverted kisses

"You
Sick
*******"

Trying to catch my breathe that rebels against me
Searching for a god to pray to
Your hands exploring my unknown
As you look down at your precious little girl
Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
Distracted by my dreary contemplation
Putting suicide under the light of consideration
I'd find a way for my spirit to give you justification
Of why I needed to go

Each day it feels like death's seducing my
Soul, but would it be a sin to comply
Why try to resist and let my needs be denied
Maybe I just need to let go

Is our love great enough to still be as strong when left a memory
The depression in my heart has reached its full capacity
I tried, I swear, but I can't reach the state of being happy
So promise you will let go
Arianna Anderson Jan 2012
I looked in the mirror and saw what was not
The lines of my architecture now curved
Disoriented by what is true
I take it out on my self, perturbed

Misguided to think I was alive
But little does anyone know I'm walking flesh
To tell me otherwise
I am obligated to object
Arianna Anderson Dec 2011
I never knew you
Je ne vous connais

I don't know you
Je ne vous connais pas

But you love me
Mais tu m'aimes

Does it break your heart that you're a stranger to me?
Est-il briser votre coeur que vous etes une etrangere pour moi?
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