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 Mar 2015 Kill me slowly
Raven
People who are broken often don't want to be disturbed by ignorance saying it gets better or it's just the rainy weather
Because it's sunny here today and my frown hasn't ran away
The sun is shinning and I feel like dying
The city is scary, the people are weary
Too many cool kids or the ones despretly trying to fit in, the ones who pretend enemies are friends
So I seek to the forest, that's where I smile
I hug the trees because I'm strange, but they bring me comfort
I don't feel the need to hurt my lungs, but only help me breathe
All the green, the dirt, the leaves, they make me see more than the everyday inspiring quotes
I step onto the cold moss filling my toes and I know...
this is what I want to call home
You turn off the light and the candles are aflame.
The air is smooth and sensual with their smells.

You look nervous, don't worry, just relax and come to me.
It will only hurt at first, but then you'll be in heaven.

You eyes glide over  and you slowly shy closer,
You close your eyes and lower yourself till you're just a little above.

Lowering your trousers carefully before sitting on top of me.
After a minute, you start to pant, I recognize your expression.

You grunt and moan, your body getting tense with hotness.
Your half-naked body sweating.

You're grunting louder now
You bite your lip,
It's only been a few minutes
Yet I know it feels like hours.

Here it comes, I know you feel it.
Your face is full of pleasure.
And then, it happens.

Your breathing is slower,
Your face is relaxed.
A smile flutters on your face as your relive the last few minutes in your mind.

But then you stand,
Where are you going?
Stay here with me just a little longer.

Your trousers slide up.
And the feelings are gone.
You blow out the candles,
Then leave the room...

I am in love with you.
In love with the woman,
Who only sees me...

As her toilet.
This is a humour poem about a woman and her toilet
I fall in love with places
the way that some people fall in love with human beings.
They say we left our marks in the bark of that tree. But according to fate, we were never there
We were never in that park that sparked our flame. We didn’t start the fire and we sure as hell weren’t matches
We were just birds of a Phoenix feather wanting to write a book worth burning
Wanting to be reborn from the ashes like a new leaf turning in a second wind, we were supposed to bend before breaking
Ask before taking, shiver before shaking hands with crossroads demons. We never felt a thing
I’m gonna need a bigger a ship if I want to rip your name from my jaws and loosen this grip on my trachea
But you don’t give in. Especially when you smell blood in the rudders, fanning out the tension with a propeller pen compelled to
right a wrong
Like we were never here, weary from the weight of the lies. To the Victor go the vices and I’m tied down by the anchor in my mind
Afraid to set sail, this pale coast is so close to home I can still hear your voice
The water is inviting and I can’t decline. It’s time I ride out the storm and find a new place to lay my head
 Feb 2015 Kill me slowly
blklvndr
He hated things that made me want to hate him.
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