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Creepstar May 2016
I press hard,just to get close.
For one night would you **** me harder than life has?
Leave me a bruised and shaking mess?
Wrap your hands around my throat,make me choke,like all the time I spend inhaling cigarette smoke and dope.
Erase all the shadows and doubt in my mind,be kind and help me escape the hell that I've made for myself.
I want to remember what forgetting feels like.
I want you breathing heavy and making me feel like I'm enough and not just some passing phase.I know you dig pierced and tattooed skinny white guys,but you'll change your mind when you see what I hide inside.
So tonight,**** me until I forget,
Help me escape.
Just for one night.
Creepstar May 2016
I'm going to say "goodnight" now,
Is that alright?!
I am very tired,
Please,let me turn off the light?!
I don't want to argue,
In my head,there's a fight.
I don't even feel human
Held together with ducttape and aryldite.
Creepstar May 2016
Why does having a child make one fear for all life on earth?
Are our offspring plugs to the "great what is"
A shift in perspective
Allowing us to care for all life.
The dark side of this glorious awakening is...
...we had to have something too precious to lose to see it.
Creepstar May 2016
Don't go across the street
But go down it
When you rip the meat
You can't clown it

All I want
Is what's for the best
Got nowt to flwant
It just a test

I'm out this life
I'm out for gawd
Thank creator for my wife
And my dawgs

Each
And everyone of is my mans
But I won't won't hang around
Unless you show a ****

** goodbye
Creepstar May 2016
I can feel it
Inside my chest
Hard pressed
I detest this feeling
Its like a vest
Wrapped around my being
What I'm seeing
I am fleeing
Ain't no freeing
It hurts
Like seeing a loved one in pain
I'm insane
But this want to damage
I can't contain
Its in my brain
Each slice of reality
Cuts worst than the last
Its in the past
But it happened so fast
From going,incredible
To incredulous
What about us?
The question I ask
Its not a task
All the memories bottled up
Like a flask
What if its real?
What if its true?
What's the point?
When I'm disposable to you?
Creepstar May 2016
I'm thorbing,hard
She's soaking wet
Intertwined arms a scared
Lest we forget

The sweat in sheets
Lovers spent bed
Pleasantly purchase each
Memory in head

It costs,but time
And a little fluid
After I drink my wine
Room is humid
Creepstar May 2016
If you love it
Know that it'll wear you down
If it's one sided
It'll leave you face painted like a clown
If breaks your heart
Cry a river in which you drown
No matter what it is
It always comes under class of,noun
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