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I spend my days *****
Ink running from my fingertips.
Spilling the blackness of my soul over your paper thin skin every written sin sinking within you.

Can you withstand my words
Tearing at your flesh like a natural disaster
tempting your heart to beat faster, forcing you to see the storm in my eyes.
Unmasking the darkness I fantasize.
  Aug 2016 Kishamore
Rachel Hanna
when  i a m alone-
i start to paint
with blacks and blues
and
gloomy greys.
i paint a  picture of
perpetual
pain.
and when i a m done,
and the
canvas
is bursting
i cut it away-
cover it up.
and i stand
there
staring
at the mineral white
paint
slightly faint.
  Aug 2016 Kishamore
Kyle madill Baker
If I surround you
I will suffocate you
If I speak to you
I will deafen you
If I listen to you
I will silence you
If I fall for you
I will break you
If I breathe around you
I will **** you
Stay wary of all of me
Kishamore Jul 2016
I am deeply
and
seriously
lost in
the thoughts
of you
and me
and us
my love !!!

I am wandering awhile
like a birdie
with a naive soul,
in a secret
world of
esoteric emotions
you created
so daintily
and elegantly
inside me.

© Kishamore
  Jul 2016 Kishamore
Parker A Blackwood
The time period between being awake and being asleep
This mystical place that so little beings remember:

It's the place that I could live in for the rest of my life
For it is neither reality or a dream
A time that is neither dark nor light
Neither good or bad
The world of in between
Everything is neutral
It is the world of calmness
Nothing to worry
Nothing to be afraid of

It's the only place I can find solace
The place without sadness and loneliness
But also free of the nightmares
Undisturbed by the morbid images my mind creates
And untouched by the anxiety, loneliness, and pain of this cruel world
A place where no person can take me away from
A place where no creature can lay a claw on me
Gates between consciousness and unconsciousness
Guard this place of sanctuary

I would like to stay here,
This, I would want to make my home
But waking is too demanding
And sleeping is too necessary

I wish my home would be Hypnagogia
A place where you never sleep
You never wake
And you never dream
  Jul 2016 Kishamore
NaNi
She was in a constant battle in her mind
when she woke up everyday
it was her proof of surviving the toughest war
against the strongest warrior
herself

NaNi
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