Krusty Aranda

Krusty Aranda Sep 2015

First tone...

Second tone...

"Hello!"
She picked up.
I had been trying to talk to her all day long, and had actually been waiting to hear her voice all week.

We haven't really met yet, but we've been hitting it off lately. So much so that I can hardly think of someone else. I even see her wherever I go, despite her living in another state.

I really love her voice. It sounds so warm and sweet. The inflections she makes get my heart pumping faster, and my knees go weak. And then she starts talking in this silly yet adorable way that just makes me melt.
I'm also happy to say I was able to make her laugh. We both laughed and laughed throughout the whole call. There was not a single dull moment or awkward silence. I had to keep her laughing because that laughter kept the smile on my face alive.

"Do you realize we've been on the phone for over an hour now?"
She said to me as I realized how long it had been, even though it had felt like much less.
"I wish I could stay longer, but I really have to go. I don't want to, though."

Our goodbye took another half hour. Neither of us wanted to leave.
We were having so much fun.
We were so comfortable with each other.
We were falling for each other.

But the call had to end. I said my goodbye for the night. I was also brave enough to say an "I love you".
She said she did too.

Call ended.

Krusty Aranda Aug 2015

Goodbye

The warmth.
It escapes your body.
Your limbs grow weaker.
It gets harder to breathe.
The wound won't stop bleeding.

In my hand I hold yours.
Next to you lies a knife.
Your hands get colder.
Your eyes going blank.
Your heart can't keep up.

Stop... Stop...
It ceases to beat.
No more do you breathe.
You can't see.
You can't feel.

Gone. I rest.
Grab my knife and your corpse.
Tidy up the crime scene.
Leave no trace behind.
Rest in peace, my love.

Krusty Aranda Aug 2015

Succubus

An empty kiss.
Your vacant eyes.
All of your lies.
I can't stand this.

I run away,
yet you will follow.
I feel so hollow
only everyday.

Get out! Leave!
I cry for mercy,
but you cannot see.
I can't conceive.

What do you want?
I gave you plenty,
now I'm so empty.
No more! You shan't!

Fine! Take it.
Here you have my sanity.
All for your **** vanity
while I rest in a pit.

Krusty Aranda Aug 2015

Obscure Prison

She is lost inside herself.
Her screams silenced by fear.
Trapped within her head.
Alone with her own thoughts.
Sweating blood out of her pores,
and crying painful, darkened tears.
Drawing scars on her own skin
just so she can feel.
She sits alone on a corner
inside her self made cell
tapping faintly on the cold floor
in arrhythmic despair.
She can't even hear her voice
calling out to the outer world,
but she isn't anymore
in the realm of the living.
She is frightened to know.
She hides in herself again
forever to be lost
in her own, made up cage.

Krusty Aranda Jul 2015

Exit Me

Voices echo in my mind
After the void you left behind.
Never will I be the same.
Exit me at last!

Krusty Aranda Jul 2015

Searching

All day long I'm searching for you.
I call out your name, but you won't come through.
You run, and you hide. You stay out of sight
while others do come, but none do feel right.

I cannot forget the tone of your skin,
always a fragile looking, lighter shade of pink.
And how could I not love those shiny, green eyes?
They could send me flying right into the skies.

I'm playing your game, but I can't seem to win.
I search through seas of blue and fields of green.
Oh, why won't you come? Stop playing hide and seek!
Can't you see this search for you's making me weak?

Hundreds and hundreds like you I will meet,
but it is only you who has that special thing.
It is you who I want, so this search will not cease
until I find you, and, also, my peace.

Krusty Aranda Jul 2015

Your First Heartbreak

Sitting on the steps before your front door.
You were only fifteen.
Wearing denim pants, red sneakers, and a tank top,
and your face full of tears.
Two hours, twenty minutes, and ten seconds ago
you wore your heart on your sleeve.
You'd seen him. You'd met him. You were crazy for him,
but you woldn't believe.
Your green eyes. Your red lips. Your wavy, blonde hair.
None of that could he see,
while I sat on the steps before your front door
hoping you would see me.