Strung out.
used.
forgotten.
There is something about the way you told me I would be yours forever,
that made me believe you.
Something hidden inside of the smile I loved.
Something undescribable.
Inviting me into my doom.
You quickly flipped the script and I was alone.
Not that you didnt like me, you said.
But that you werent ready to invest.
Invest?
Invest?!
Tell me you werent ready to invest..
Thats how a relationship starts.
That is what a relationship is.
Im so confused.
You know you didnt want to invest in me.
So why should I invest my time into writing this about you.
Hurt speaks in many ways.
But I invest my pain into poetry.

The cut's too deep I'll not survive
so I'll keep spewing til i die

This ****** water tastes like wine
and all the drunkards come to dine

Their plates sit full upon my spine
the sustenance my very mind 

A feast for those who seek to bind
the souls that they can somehow blind

And I'm the host, it's come my time
to pour the life out of my vines

Their fork an axe, it draws the line
suspends the truth they cannot find

I close my eyes to hide the crime
the one they want is not inside

Coulrophobia

(Poem by Serenus)

Ghostly

Chalk white face

With a blood smeared smile

Dead dark eyes

That beam into the

Soul of a child



A freakish laugh

That sounds off as a warning

Razor sharp teeth

Used to keep

Countless mothers mourning



The monster hiding under the bed

That gives your children chills

Playgrounds keep him fed

And babies are his “happy meals”



He is not your friend

Don’t believe his lies

He’ll eat your kids- alive

With a side of fries


He's a madman -Its apparent

He uses the alias Ronald...

Warning to ALL parents...

Stay the hell away

From McDonald's!

I may seem cheerful
There are still days
I need to cry
Because you are not there
And certainly not here
And I can not
Contact you
You’re busy
Today
Most days
I need, no
Rather I want to
I’d like to call you
Tell you I want you here
You won’t come over
Tomorrow, either
Nor the day after that
Then it’s my turn
To be busy
A day or two
I wish I could
I wish I was able to contact you
I wish you would answer
If I tried
But you will answer
Once you feel like it
When you have time
You know
You are aware
That I will not disappear
I love you
Too much
But if I told you
That I am writing these lines
You’d probably hate me
You’d find me pathetic
Insane
And I can’t tell you
Because you’d be
So
Extremely
Uncomfortable
That is why
It’s a secret
A treasure
That I hope
You will
Never
Find out about.