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Hannah Jade Dec 2014
I refuse to be thin.
It isn't where I belong.
I would be different, unhappy,
Focused on the image of me.
Now, with my wide thighs
Jiggling belly...
Others see me, and I don't care.
I am large, but I am still beautiful. If you do not like that then good for you. If you do, then still good for you.
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
Just for a moment, so that I may feel your warmth.
Fight away the cold.
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
If you were to ask a scientist
How old is the dirt?
What color is the rain?
What are dreams made of?
They would reply in the most scientific way possible.
3.9 billion years old.
It has no color, it is water.
N, N-Dimethyltryptamine causes dreams.
If you were to ask a poet;
As old the Earth...
The favorite color of the unseeing
What your mind is too afraid to say consciously...
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
I'm a killer, cold and wrathful
Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom
I've murdered half the town
left you love notes on their headstones
I'll fill the graveyards until I have you.
Moonlight walking, I smell your softness
carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines.
I want you stuffed into my mouth
hold you down and tear you open, live inside you -
love, I'd never hurt you.
But I'll grind against your bones until our marrows mix
I will eat you slowly...
Oh, the horror of our love
never so much blood pulled through my veins.
Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood
I wake in terror, blackbirds screaming
dark cathedrals spilling midnight on the altars
I'm your servant, my immortal
pale and perfect, such unholy heaving -
the statues close their eyes, the room is changing
break my skin and drain me.
Ancient language, speak through fingers
the awful edges where you end and I begin
inside your mouth I cannot see -
there's catastrophe in everything I'm touching
as I sweat I crush you.
And I hold your beating chambers until they beat no more
you die like angels sing...
Oh, the horror of our love
never so much blood pulled through my veins.
Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood
You're a ghost love, nightgown flowing
your body blue and walking along the continental shelf
you are a dream among the sharks
beautiful and terrifying, lit and restless
we dance in dark suspension.
And you bury me in the ocean floor beneath you
where they'll never hear us scream
Oh, the horror of our love
never so much blood pulled through my veins.
Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye

And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
Slight hope
It dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption...
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
I am almost certain that my friends don't know everything I do for them, despite my limitations.
Hannah Jade Dec 2014
Will never know what I long for.
Will never glance lovingly into my eyes.
Will never caress my skin.
Will never hold me at night.
Is a ray of glorious sunshine,
found on a cloudy day.
Will never love me as I love her.
And I suppose that's okay.
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