devante moore

devante moore Dec 2017

I would like to believe this to be true
My heart has been longing for such
But im scared
Not for me
But for whatever beauty decided to take a chance on me
My soul that’s been awfully quiet
Whispers
You should have a good woman
But I’m plagued with the thought
Should a good woman have you
The answer is no
While most people carry baggage
I pull loads
Inside I’m cold
Permanently a blizzard blows
My heart is a black hole
Lord knows the affect I would have on you
I’d emotionally **** you
Change you without your consent
Ripped you if your joy
And fill you with resentment
But I cannot lie
I couldn’t hurt a fly
I’m just so damaged inside
It would take a miracle to repair me
The pain I carry is so heavy
I’d hurt you
Just because I’m hurting
Am I worth the risk
Yes
But who would be willing to give up themselves
Just to save me
And if that’s the price you’d have to pay
I good woman does not deserve me

devante moore Dec 2017

December

Its 42 degrees out
For Texas weather
That’s considered cold
To me
It’s just a reflection
Of my heartbeat
And if you want to know the temperature of my soul
The weather would have to be below zero

devante moore Dec 2017

Don’t bet on me

I’m promise I’m nothing special
You caught a glimpse of my potential
You’d fall in love
And catch me climbing out the back window
My heart is frozen over
Emotions colder then December’s weather
I want to be loved
But with me there’s no forever
Don’t bet on me
You can do better

:(

devante moore Dec 2017

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I’d love you to death
Even if i was the one who killed you
And watched you
Exhale your last breath
Then carried you to deaths door step

devante moore Dec 2017

You’ll get over it

All this pain
This loneliness
The feeling of being ashamed

You’ll get over it

Hello?
Is there anyone there
Of course not
You’re use to being alone

You’ll get over it

You haven’t cried in awhile
But inside
There’s a raging storm
Your heart has being sobbing for years for months for weeks

You’ll get over it

You hate your heart
Because although it beats
Life isn’t reproduced as it thumps
When’s the last time you felt alive
Inside your dying
Inside your foul

You’ll get over it

You search desperately for comfort
You want to be loved
But when she left
She took the part that made you feel, the part that made you human the part that made you real
Now you’re just an empty shell
A zombie
Searching for flesh

You’ll get over it

You regret ever letting people get close
Thought you were tough and strong
But deep down when they left
It hurt you the most
You wished you never fell in love
It caught a hold of you
Trapped you, like a fish In a net
Got addicted
When it finally had its fun with you and left
You couldn’t take it

You’ll get over it

You’re broken
And emotionally wrecked
Can’t decide if you wanted to be fix
Or maybe not being able to feel is for the best
You’ve been empty for so long
By the end of this

You’re already over it

Lil *** vert-the way life goes...

devante moore Dec 2017

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She was good from a far
But far from good
Never trust a pretty face

devante moore Nov 2017

Bitten

When the moon touched her skin
She’d glowed
I’ve never seen an angel

Behold
I couldn’t move
Was I frozen out of fear? No

In an instant our eyes met
I could tell they were lifeless, empty, bleak
So badly wanting life, to be loved, to be free
I’ve seen these eyes, their just like mine

When our lips touched I could tell she hadn’t kiss a man in decades
I should’ve known I was in trouble
God they were ghostly cold

I pressed my hands against her breast, stale no heartbeat
Is this death

But as I looked into her eyes
I felt as though it was a reflection of my mine

Rested my hands on her dress, tugging at it
As she sunk her teeth into my neck
And I didn’t try to run or reject

Is this what it feels like, to bring someone else back to life
She finally pulled away I could tell I was ****** dry

And as the clouds started fading into the moon
I knew this was our last goodbye
We gazed at each other
Tears in her eyes

She regretted the need to feed
I can tell she hated
I too had to die