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Beaux Aug 2013
Some wounds...
Some wounds wish to never heal...
Beaux Aug 2013
You wish to feel something, yeah?
You just want to feel some real pain?
Something real?

Go to the kitchen and retrieve a ***.
Fill it with water all to the top.
Place it on the stove right there.
Watch it boil away your cares.
Now take that water at its peak.
Now drop it on your legs and feet.
Feel the blisters begin to form.
You'll wish that you could feel no more.
Even when it's all cleaned up.
It stays there burning like the ****.
Continue on about your day.
But the pain remains all the same.
So if you cut, I think you're a fool.
Because you're breaking all the rules.
Pain is not something to be controlled.
Pain is the hope that leads you home.

I work in kitchens, so pain is gain.
And to think you inflict it everyday...
You need to stop and get a job.
Cutting is only here to rob.
Beaux Aug 2013
Women are a funny thing
Women keep it interesting.
But her... Yes, her. I'd give anything
To wake up with that smiling face
Could be a feeling never replaced
Holding her until the dawn
Watching her put makeup on
Running her baths on long days
Cooking every meal all her ways
Staying when she says to go
Showing her my love just grows
Learning every inch of her
Fingers tips begin to burn
To feel those velvet lips pressed hard
Please cut out my bleeding heart
She's the beauty I've always dreamed
With wits to match; she's everything
Friend: a hard word to bare
Because of it her fiancé's not scared
I'm the one for advice
I'm the call on lonely nights
I should have kept my mouth shut
Feelings determined to be a must
Selfishly I tell her now
Watch the pieces all fall down
Disappointment in her eyes
Thinking it was all lies
Betraying her friendship breaks me in two
But I'd rather this than you never knew...
Beaux Jul 2013
My father has freckles in his eyes.
I dream my children have the same.
Extra sparks of life.
Unique little detail.
Constellation atop the iris.
Who put those there anyway, father?
Beaux Jul 2013
Stare, my child
Head tilted back
Eyes wide and bright
Pupil glitters reflective light
Nebulas matching thy iris
Moon telling stories to thy soul
Illumination recreation
Time passing through broken glass
Wonder on, wonder about all
Gravity gluing feet and hopes
Earth spins on with grace
Trace the lines for story lines
Learn from present to past
A red one right there
And a blue one not far
Burning to burn then out
Look back at third
Blades green and soft
To be here where I belong
Beaux Jul 2013
Stranger things have happened to me
Than you and your silly ways
Stranger things have happened to me
Than your laugh and stupid gaze
Stranger things have happened to me
Like in the jungles of Mexico
Stranger things have happened to me
Like that time I lost my soul
Stranger things have happened to me
The plague was my greatest foe
Stranger things have happened to me
Like losing the feelings in my toes
Stranger things have happened to me
When I couldn't walk for days
Stranger things have happened to me
How I begged God for a way
Stranger things have happened to me
Fever that burnt like flames
Stranger things have happened to me
It would put your pride to shame
The strangest things have happened to me
But I survived another day
The strangest things have happened to me
This is just one and it makes you look plain
I wrote this after a girl told me, "You'll never have something as unique me ever again."
Well, maybe not. But I've had the plague (typhoid fever to be exact) and that's pretty ******* unique and I didn't enjoy its company neither.
Beaux Jul 2013
Lonely
Loneliness
Black Void
Consuming all
Dull pain
Heart aches
It's eating
Never ending hunger
Devouring light
And joy
And laughter
And cheer
And my smile
I forgot it
I forgot my smile
Muscles weakened
People fill
Not feel
Irritation heightened
GET OUT
GO
I DON'T NEED YOU
Pity party
Friend fiend
Unrealistic expectations
Sickness of the worst
Hell fire tears
Run dry through the year
Maybe today
It will stop
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