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Cece Raine Aug 2014
Come
carve into my my soul
And create something worth loving.
Come
Strip away my layers
And spark a flame deep within my bones.
Come
Lay waste to my mind
And allow the chaos to bring me back to life.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine Aug 2014
All my life, I have been child of the flame. I swept my gaze across my demons and they trembled, I trailed my fingers around their thoughts and they fled. Only in my dreams did I truly get to experience the intoxicating fear that left me hopeless and breathless all at once. One night, in the depths of my slumbering mind, I found myself racing across a still and barren wasteland. Beyond my shrouded gaze tiny fractures in the skies cried in silence for another world lost. Scattered across the sands rows of shattered stars reached for the heavens, longing for the touch of darkness embracing them once again. My feet pounded across the horizon but not once did I flinch when the mourning stars pierced my flesh, leaving behind a trail of forgotten blood. The wind began to dance to the beat of my pounding heart and from underneath my red footprints sprang convulsing hands, unable to contain their desperate hunger for my visions of the past. They reached for the illusion of freedom, soul mirroring the selfishness they saw within me, but all they could promise her was a life of grey so she fled, leaving behind only rusted chains. There was no sound, only the thunder racing underneath my feet and the lightning casting shadows that cared not of our boundaries between sky and earth, heaven and hell, imagination and reality. In the end they were all in the same. Through the raging storm I left behind and the cold emptiness before me longing for the sweet taste of disaster, I could only wonder at the beautiful beast I must have been running from.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine Aug 2014
After all you have done,  
I still find myself dancing in empty rooms
To songs that create shivers in my bones
And illusions in my mind
And forever in my eyes.
I dance
And dance
And dance
But my smile falters when I look at you.
Your eyes are white and your face blank
I am nothing but the silence
I am nothing but the emptiness
I am everything your eyes cant see
I am everything your ears can't hear.
I exist as nothing and everything
But they are all the same to you.
-Forever, Raine
Almost thought this one would turn out happy
Cece Raine Aug 2014
Your lips trail across my moonlit skin, your tongue paints stars among the darkness, your breath ignites flames in my mind but still I am lost, condemned to drown in the vastness of your absence.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine Aug 2014
After the rage burns forbidden words on my flesh and tears into my soul,
What is left?
Emptiness.
It's touch ignites my darkest desires,
It forces me to stare at my own reflection until i start counting all the tiny cracks and crevices like i used to count the stars.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine Aug 2014
In the still of this morning I find myself lying on the floor, staring at a stranded bug crawling across the ceiling. But all I can think about is the way you laced your hand into mine after dark and how you held hers under the sun for everyone to see. And how you crept into my window while a smug smile tugged at your lips and how you grinned at her from across a crowded room. And when your hand left trails across my body you burned every inch with desire and when you touched her you left only traces of love. And how when your lips met mine lighting struck between us, and how when you kissed her the clouds cleared. In this still morning all I can think about is the fact that I destroyed her love for you with the fire you lit inside of me. Once again , the darkness was stronger than anything.  And god was I horrified when I realized that what we had was pure, beautiful, darkness.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine Aug 2014
I've spent every long night of my existence pondering the possibility of escape. But what is there beyond the hurt and rage and hopelessness that haunts my every thought? Emptiness. Emptiness so numbing and greedy you start to crave the hurt. You start to crave the touch of death that gave you meaning.
-Forever, Raine
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