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Mar 2021 · 198
spelunk
sage silcross Mar 2021
I fell into a hole,
I thought it was my grave
With no one to console,
I was stuck not like a mole
Life I began to crave
And the hole became a cave
just a random lil diddy
Oct 2020 · 121
out of my misery;
sage silcross Oct 2020
Wish I could ask, why did you let me go
Since you left time has moved so slow
Nothing hurts like seeing your smile
Intangible, locked away in permanent file

Out of my misery and into the fire
Oct 2020 · 156
vacuity
sage silcross Oct 2020
The pit in my stomach
Becoming a black hole
A hit I did not covet
Succumb to the black hole
from Aug 31
Jul 2020 · 232
dispoem
sage silcross Jul 2020
the small voice saying:
"why did she let me go"
is a broken record
that I cannot change.
not really a poem but it's from my heart
Oct 2019 · 451
untitl'd
sage silcross Oct 2019
she embraced me like my own ribcage,
which left my heart to disphage
disphage is made up:
dis meaning opposite of
phage meaning devour

- spellthief
Oct 2019 · 225
Untitled
sage silcross Oct 2019
Acid burns but has it's usage
Lucid discern with the right dosage
- spellthief
Oct 2019 · 304
when eggshell breaks loose
sage silcross Oct 2019
i hope you drown in those eggshells
you had to walk on.
mope after your fake crown, you fell,
what a shock, withdrawn
and when you're done, beg in hell
for a key to a lock gone.
- spellthief
Oct 2019 · 214
morose tinted glasses
sage silcross Oct 2019
I woke up today
wearing morose colored glasses
Who put them on me
while I slept I wonder.

Can we try the rose tint tomorrow?
- spellthief
Oct 2019 · 531
reap what i sew
sage silcross Oct 2019
i stitch myself back together

with strands plucked from conscience

glistening points drawn out into gossamer

you come to me in comets

bringing the dawn to an astronomer

scried in seams of aether
- spellthief
Sep 2019 · 254
Untitled
sage silcross Sep 2019
I'm always out of mana      How can I cast my spells?
We are just fauna smoking marijuana      Will we last in hell?
Sep 2019 · 327
Untitled
sage silcross Sep 2019
i followed you to hollow
a bitter pill to swallow
so i call to apollo
to not fall to wallow
Sep 2019 · 381
Autocicatrix runes of hope
sage silcross Sep 2019
My mind deludes the truth with feeling,
while panic saps light like a cast spell.
The scars sigil a prelude of dealing;
your laid traps left me aghast in hell,
eyes held vigil may keep me healing.
auto - self
cicatrix - healed scar
Sep 2019 · 314
missed turn
sage silcross Sep 2019
I lost sight of myself
a few hundred miles back
And down here it's hard to fight
the gray hue of a panic attack
I've been looking so hard for an exit to u-turn
I missed the coruscate skyline of you that I yearn
Mar 2019 · 292
louvers
sage silcross Mar 2019
the last time i saw you
in the rear view,
through the louvres
it was clear you,
and i were through as lovers
Oct 2018 · 311
.//untitled_
sage silcross Oct 2018
GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD;
such a classic!

Do you really wanna die
or are you just being tragic?
Aug 2018 · 580
untld
sage silcross Aug 2018
the stars slip through my hands like a sieve
saying you can’t love someone is hard to believe
******* another guy while i’m lost in your dreams
i don't miss you like you think i do
i guess the ends justify the means
idk haha
Aug 2018 · 486
.untld
sage silcross Aug 2018
i can feel the light in your throat
waiting for your heart to join in
you were in my veins a poison
in you i saw an arcane antidote
Aug 2018 · 241
idk
sage silcross Aug 2018
idk
I don’t believe in god but I wish he would **** me

I know you were just lonely for a night.

I’ll find a girl who will love me right

who won’t use me for **** and a ****

getting me hopes up, you knew you would leave

we would never be

I guess it’s bad luck
Aug 2018 · 580
she put the sin in sincere
sage silcross Aug 2018
she put the sin in sincere

I exhale smoke and my feelings for her into the atmosphere

did you even love me? that part’s unclear

the damage she left was severe,

I revel in knowing I’ll forget more of her each year
Aug 2018 · 254
untld
sage silcross Aug 2018
My eyes drift up when I try to remember

if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be on this ******

I wish i was sober from sadness

but I can’t stay away from the drugs and our last kiss

I can’t be mad

you were the best high I’ve ever had
kinda writing more emo rap inspired song lyric poetry?? idk
Dec 2017 · 200
red day
sage silcross Dec 2017
The day is lost
All is found with red light
Harddrives spin and murmur
All information silent
Ones left don't talk
****** in red light
sequel or prequel to 'bad nite'
Nov 2017 · 227
(black out)
sage silcross Nov 2017
A predator
bust and
killer grow
hunting,
the southern resident
at risk of extinction
losing the race
to their fellow mammals
seattle times black out, thing about chinook salmon
Nov 2017 · 238
die. (black out)
sage silcross Nov 2017
lead and
master the
deaths and
others
black out in seattle times little part about charles manson
Nov 2017 · 219
no days (haiku)
sage silcross Nov 2017
the nights are a blur
the nights die before my Eyes
I do not have days
just a haiku version
Nov 2017 · 402
bad nite
sage silcross Nov 2017
Under a burnt out sun
lies
a server
running life for
all inside him
Nov 2017 · 367
no days
sage silcross Nov 2017
the nights die before my Eyes
the nights are a blur
I have no days
the lights are dark
wip, random spur of the moment writings
Sep 2017 · 336
serein
sage silcross Sep 2017
Rain breaks the surface of sea
Amid waves.
A flowing blanket of glass
Turned coarse.
sage silcross Sep 2017
I destroy myself like a glacier

I shift and I fall
Crumbling in on my own movements
Edges retreating from the core
Flowing from the middle
Trimmed with rivers

I destroy myself like a glacier
Sep 2017 · 229
I|XVI|XIV
sage silcross Sep 2017
I tried to **** myself before

but I saved myself then

If I want to die now

I know I will save myself again
Sep 2017 · 415
wilted
sage silcross Sep 2017
Flowers wander the seasons still
Lusting towards light, an aromaesthetic full bloom

In the coming chill and gloam rolls a fog,
dark and blight, bringing a slow collapse of skeleton

Lifeblood eclipsed with gloom and brume,
imbue faded with wane and wither

There is strength to a wilted flower
now blind to it's blush whorl, a spinning gown

Head held heavy
but still being held
Sep 2017 · 450
dust
sage silcross Sep 2017
The dust and sand lies still on my surface, 
from the millions of impacts and punches my body has suffered, 
are different than the dust and ash of yours 
From all the elements that storm and whirl through you 
Mine that is bleached from flares and light,
and yours, 
filled with every color you've felt

— The End —