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 Nov 2014 Emily Lyons
Kyle
Pale mist cloaks the light in a phantasmal duet
Remnants of warmth abysmal but to the freezing ghoul
Sinister clouds devour the moon and then regurgitating the lascivious lunar
Bringing shadows to life as my only torment.. so far
As I escape the disapproval of corporeal life forms
‘******’, ‘Freak’, ‘Witch’ – no more
Following the voices in my head with each step
Turning left or right with the Will-O-Wisp as my guide
Jack the Ripper burying a harlot by the side
Finger pursed to his lips as I looked with the corner of my eye
Dr. Frankenstein digs a grave looking for body parts to revive
What monstrosities would transpire if they formed an unholy alliance
As I walked further, Elizabeth Bathory greeted me in her ****** tub
‘Care to join me?’
‘I don’t swing that way’ I said
Wait, this is getting weird
Before my doubts could take-over, a strange portal lies ahead
And a mysterious figure appears and said
‘Girl, you've been in here for the hundredth time, don’t you ever get bored?’
A goth teenager finds herself obsessed over a horror themed scare park.
Should have just looked for me =D
 Nov 2014 Emily Lyons
Kyle
My Witch
 Nov 2014 Emily Lyons
Kyle
There are those who think that I am strange
My aura gives off fuchsia and violet
With shades of grey
If I am a balloon it wanders aimlessly
From concrete jungles to enchanted forests
And into the hands of a lonely princess
The upset kicks in when they tell me to change
And that I couldn't but I want to blend in so dearly
So you would put a hex on my frown
Turning sour plums to bright sweet oranges
Whispering almost silently with a cute grin
And hypnotic gaze that
You wouldn't have me any other way
Crowning my forehead with a magic kiss
Fate wasn't the same ever since
Somewhat a true encounter
 Oct 2014 Emily Lyons
Gigi Tiji
I fell deep -
into the dark pit in my
screaming stomach, but you
lifted me out, and filled
it right out, and
drifting, there lied
a tight knot festering
in my chest you so
tenderly untied, a hard shell
'round my shaking heart,
broken to spill the
love inside

I choked hard,
on the lump in my
thirsty throat, raw
and unspoken for,
but you taught me
how to spit it out
of my mouth,
like a sigh -
ahh...

I jumped, into
thick throbbing thoughts,
that bred anger
in my soul, but
you doused me
in stars, and I surfed
in your smiles,
that crashed
on my shores, and
put it out like a flame -
sssss!
 Oct 2014 Emily Lyons
julius
watch me
as i undress;
pull off the sheets
of an ancient chest.
i give you now
the long lost key;
go on, my dear
and unlock me.

i know you seek
a work of art
but all you'll find
is a rusty heart
with rusty gears
that spin no more
yes, i'm broken
from the core.

"hold on," you say.
you hold my heart
and gently fix it
part by part,
then with such grace
you place it in;
working smooth
as how it's been
a billion years
before it failed;
before false love
my heart impaled.
 Oct 2014 Emily Lyons
Ryan Bueler
Embracing the hope of an old fool
don't make much sense to the modern day.
how can you walk on streets
with soles of your bare feet
looking for ground on a paved way?

Do you not think much of the media?
Don't you know that their thoughts are hallowed ground?
Would you dare tear down all the golden calfs
to make room for God in the hearts of men?

Well keep your heart out of my hole.
keep your thoughts out of my school.
keep your art out of my show.

…you're a dying breed, you're a modern fool.

Well can I dare hold my arms out?
Can I dare speak love and for peace of all?
Or does all of this praise and my child-like faith
offend even the strongest of your ranks?

Would you ban my race from the radio
and take off all of my visage from your door?
Can you not take it when you can feel the grace
dripping from the words and coming through your walls?

I want my heart where you are
I'll put my art in your show
I'll put my thoughts in your school
I'm a dying breed, I'm a modern fool
Clarified some of the thoughts here.
Zoe
Hard to miss, you can take me home.
I'd rather be anyone than to be alone.
Marlboro-stained teeth
have my lips controlled.
Don't mistake the chemicals
for our souls.

I move with the waters inside your ribcage.
Because when I drown in you,
it's the perfect place.

Softly, please, taking off our clothes:
I can see the kisses that have left holes.
You've been acid-washed
by love that wasn't stronger.
Take off your armor,
so you can stay here longer.

Your face is as cold
as the place I found you in.
You can let go of the hurt
trapped beneath your skin.

I keep warm in your fire that beats fast.
To be alone with you, it to be, at last.

Hard to miss, I will take you home.
You can be anyone, rather than be alone.
Remove your shoes, but not your heart.
You can stay here, as our world falls apart.

— The End —