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 Jul 2017
Slur pee
Disgust wrapped in disgust wrapped in disgust
Fill me up to the brim, I'm a weak paper cup.
I crumple over my predisposed disorders,
Folding against deeply etched wrinkles.
Let my sickness drip through pinprick holes,
And I am wholly incomplete, excreting my soul.

-SLuR
 Jun 2016
ryn
Relegate your thoughts
into the vault.
The mind isn't ready
to deal in absolute.

Banish into oblivion,
untimely discrepancies and faults.
When infractions are unclear
for you to refute.

Consign the arrogance,
into the darkest dark.
Let them fester,
never to see light of day.

Cradle the fear,
nurse it till ripe, engorged and stark.
For everything now lies...
Indefinite and in the grey.
 Jun 2016
Mybadbrainday
I'm a monster; a Djinn.
Feeding off your invigorating stories.
Licking words like kisses out of your mouth.
Tasting each single letter, like shades of wine.
******* out marrow of thoughts, till you sigh with relief.

Till you're moaning from the seated feeling of confession.
Handing your dreams over with a content smile,
keeping up the illusion for a while

Freely given thoughts for me to savour,
swallowed to marinate with my tainted ones.
Dreams for me to digest and ruminate.
Wisdom to infinitely chew on.

...oh, the addictive aroma of your words.

A supernatural parasite, I'm ******* you dry.
Feeding my hungry minds cry.

Our relationship is far from okay.
but I'll keep you sedated a little longer,
just until you realize;
I'm the monster and you're the prey.
 Jun 2016
Isabella Rossi
I should stop calling these thoughts
Dumb
I just really like you is all
And I'm afraid I'll **** things up
Like I always do
By telling you how I really feel
Or showing you every single thing
I've written about you
Cause that's how it's always been
Every romance ends with a poem
Instead of me
In their head
Or in their bed

— The End —