I can't look at your eyes
I don't know where your mind is
But it's not behind your eyes
It takes a master of lies
To make sense of your disguise
Behind those blank
sullen eyes

We dig our own graves with our own minds

Slow agony but still I cut binds
Blood filling every crevace as I go
If life was meant to be easy God would've made me pretty
I down my medication
And bind myself again

Death's rose touches everyone's heart
But only once
Because the moment his petals caress your soul,
You're life
is over
.

I love you sometimes
I'm living sin and heartache
The greatest web of a lie
Don't call me I won't answer
Don't text me I won't reply
Don't tell me you love me
Your heart will only break
Don't kiss me, sweetie
I make all the boys cry.

She was Precocious
This girl knew what she was doing
She was smart enough
to act stupid
She was brave enough
to act afraid
And she was strong enough
to act weak.
She was wise enough to choose carefully
She was so particular about everything
She hit puberty sooner than every other girl in primary school
And her body
was doing her head in.
Her hormones kicked in too young
Her cravings were there before her peers gave up on believing in "cooties"
She had strong beliefs
An open mind
And a pulse in her ***** by the age of 9.
Some say Precocious
Others say she was "too intelligent for her own good."
She knew too much
She was emotional
and deeply understanding.
She had herself figured out and could hold an adult conversation
by the age of 11.
She was molested at 12 and ***** at 13.
This girl was a broken girl.
To "fix" this tear she sought someone she trusted to give her virginity to the night of her undoing
Years on she doesn't regret it.
But she does regret letting that so called best friend pin her down and ******.
But she chose who she gave her virginity to
It was the bravest thing she could have ever done and she knows it.
This girl is 17
She got lost in bad relationships and didn't know where her heart was anymore
Now she understands love and its comfort
and how it is the easiest thing to maintain and enjoy
and how it doesn't get in the way but instead is that warm thing she can come home to every night.

So yes, I grew up fast

And if you think I am foolish, moody, stupid,
absent minded and just like everyone else my age
Be my guest
Because I'm only enjoying being myself
And I can grow a pair and grow up
in less than a
second.

I am **Precocious

It's a pity
That someone as pretty
As you
Could fall into depression
And look just
as good

Is a rose still beautiful with its petals
stripped bare?

Trash the sky with your cigarette ash
The sweetest tobacco I ever had
Your rolling tongue as you french inhale
The heat on my skin making me wail
Lick the filter
Skim the surface
Swim in the blue the clouds help us float
One puff
One life
Inhale
Head rush or choke

Don't leave me alone, I'll rot in my own thoughts

Saccharine sorrow of stability,
Stillness of the simple life.
Suffering spectres of strife
Silently surveying the serenity,
Structured by their serpentine stares.
Soon to be struck by the strongest shards
Of salted sunlight.
Watch stone struggle,
Coming apart at the seams.
Slowly,
Surely,
Suicidally.

It's a quiet kind of storm
Rolling with your eyes

Poems are a lot shallower than we fear to realize

I've never understood the importance of lungs
Until they failed me yet again
Hooked up to a mask and tube
Hands going numb
You watched me shake and go ashen
All I could think about was my heart
As much as the needles frighten me
I was not prepared to fall apart
Even though everything kinda *****
And my body is my worst enemy
Having you there kept me breathing
Exhausted, suffocated and out of luck
I stayed upright and breathed deeply
For you are my strongest love

In my platform boots I'm higher than
you
With my black lipstick in a dahlia
grin
I smile bigger than you
In my corset even with shallow
breathing
My soul is deeper than you
In entirely black I am brighter than
you
I am who I want to be
Carry on
You shallow minded mortal

It's almost like her demons are in her blood
And the blade is their final expulsion

I tried so hard to let go.
Yet the past still sneaks up on me just as I'm moving on.

You chose this creature
Over them
Because you love the me
Not what others see

Like the cross on the withering
donkey
She stabbed me in the back until I
could no longer stand
Calling me "beast" like she knew me
Yet still I carried on
As my hooves grew worn like her
beckoning sighs
It became clear she was a book
Full of lies
I treated her like a religion
Buckling hocks at her every command
That woman was almost domineering
A dictatorship on her behalf
Yet still I can't help but feel like
a total ***
Even though she is gone
I'm still her beast
of burden

Roses are red
Violets are blue
This constitutes as poetry
I love you too
x

I want you like a sick obsession
I watch you with eyes like knives
I want to skin you with my tongue
How do you want me?
x

Sweet treat
Steel cap boots
Suspenders can't be beat
Shaved head
Swinging hips
*Strutting down the street

It's not enough to say that I'd like you for dinner
You're far too pretty for that
Look at your hair so silky and the colour of goat fat
You're too pure for my taste
Too sweet for this sinner
But against my knife you feel so great
Will you moan for me when I make incisions
I am one hell of a skinner
For tonight you are one of my best decisions
And your head will make a grand hat