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 Feb 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Just... I am demons.
You are beautiful, love. I've seen inside your smile.
I'll tear apart what's left of your heart.
You have eyes... darker blue than the night,
so deep they pierce my burnt soul.
You held me
Like you have held me
Like you do hold me
Like you love me
Like you want to be with me

You kissed my neck
Like you love me
Like you care about me
Like you adore me
Like you want my warmth in your arms

You tell me
Tell all you want is
For me to be happy
For me to smile again
For me to stop making myself bleed
Every night.

But if you close your eyes
And you listen to me
You feel my hand in yours
You listen to what your heart is telling you
You will know

Please know
Despite the fact that you think
Every time you pull me closer
I feel better
I hate myself less,
I feel worse
I know you don't want me
I know you don't love me
I know you are scared of what
I am capable of doing
Capable of doing to myself
Capable of doing to you

You made me want to attack
Peel away all the skin left
Rip out the ****** remains of what used to be
My heart
Bury it in the ground
A place for it to live
Finally settled
Wrapped in white linen blood stained brown

Flashbacks
Your hands on my neck
Lips on my cheek
Fingers interlaced in your hair
A dark room
Moments of perfection
Eyes closed
Losing the moments quicker
Than ice melting

Reality
A punch in the stomach
Gasping for breath
Tears
Stinging in my mouth
Your eyes on my
Wounds
Battle scars
Open
Gaping
Bleeding

You broke down my walls
With a wrecking ball of glass and
Apologies
How many times now?
How many times have you put me though this?
How many times have you lied to me?
How many times have you been the reason for my bleeding arms?
How many times have you held me like a lover
When you didn't love me?
How many?

I am being haunted with flashbacks
Flashbacks of you
And the way you loved me
The way you've tortured me
But
I can't let go
I will never be able to let go.
I remember a time when time was just a number,
where the only times where school and dinner.
When I didn't have to grow up to be what I want,
but I could act it out in a secret lair or a parking lot.
As you become old, they try to rid you of you imagination,
well I say nay as I fly my submarine in a train station.
You know what take my wallet, live my life,
because I am a ninja hiding in the night.
Go ahead, try and catch me if you can,
Big old stupid corporate man.
You might be sophisticated and civilized,
so what, I am a 50 foot spider that can freakin' fly!
Everyone makes mistakes
       and everyone deserves a second chance.

So give me a second chance
       let me sweep you off your feet

Let me tell you how much I love you
       how many tears i have shed for you

Let me redeem myself and tell you what I've
       done to make you notice me...
I remember
Pattering down the stairs
To find the piano shut
A story depicted
Bill is still sleeping
Do not play the piano yet
A rush of dismay
What used to cause dismay
Back when we were young
Back before my actions caused scars to appear
Back then not buying ice cream
Not being able to attack the piano
Was hell...
I had no ******* idea
Now in this day and age
If only I could trade

The full force of the terrible world we live in
Had not yet hit me
Sent me into my pit of depression
My road to drugs and suicide
Haunted by memories
Memories of childhood
Crying over mud on my legs
My toad escaped
Compliments from strangers at the grocery store
Old ladies in yarn stores
Sleepovers with boys
Waiting in the car in silence
For my mom to put away the grocery cart
Running around in the rain
Never wearing long sleeves unless I had to
Saying exactly what came to mind

But now
I lie alone
With cold feet
A pain in my head
And words on the tip of my
Tongue.
Broken glass
Baby feet
Tarot cards
Hang man
Chapped lips
Callused fingers
A broken heart
Credit card guitar picks


Scattered on the linoleum
Pattering on the sidewalk
In the ancient hands of a gypsy
Dangling
On his cheek
At work, doing what there supposed to
Singing alone in the silence
In my back pocket

Don't let the small things go.
Don't let them stray away from your collection of memories.
Strung up on adderall
****** out to normality
led on by conformity
Their path filled in with chaff
Rigged to persuade
Monotony fills their days
Pushed down in worthless ways
fed on a lethal dose of caustic fluorescent
Dreaming of a bullet taking up resident in my brain
Not out of desperation
Simple curiosity leading me on
A wondering force pushing me towards an end
For the simple craving of knowing
Falling down into a world of lovely demons
Lending my soul for the night
Crafting a sin from sweet perfume
Giving in to the rhythm of lust
Feeling all that we won't
Her name echoes in my head
As my body speaks with another's
I lend myself Trying in vain
I won't remember her wretched name
Need echoes my partners giving a desperate pace to our endeavor
Till we lay side by side my mind on another
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