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le demidieu Oct 2017
insanity is

when

a deaf man

can

hear voices.
le demidieu Sep 2017
Love , how destructive .
Making me vulnerable
                                                         to any emotional attacks.
I opened my gates for one i thought
Might be a friend but alas it was a fiend .

You came in and destroyed me from the inside .
                                 How long will my recovery take , this time ?
Funny how that happened to rhyme .

               The snake in the garden of Eden , is no match for you Love
You do the impossible , you bring together and destroy .
                         You've done it before with the destruction of Troy.

I am in pain because i believed love was real .
                     I looked for it with tremendous amounts of zeal .
What did it do for me ? Except ****,
                                  All beliefs i had that people could feel.


Qu'est ce que la baise l'amour ?
le demidieu Aug 2017
They say life flashes before your eyes
If you are about to die .
but why do i sit here ?
My life flashed before me and i felt the scars again.

The pain of seeing my mother's beautiful
Lifeless face .
She was at peace with the world
as she lay in a coffin .

The tearing of my heart as i kissed my comatose grandmother
for the last time,
before we pulled the plug .

Drugs were my band-aid then .
They comforted me in bliss,
And i forgot my problems
For as long as the high lasted .

Now i can't use those band-aids
For i have been to rehab and now i need answers .
Answers as to why i am a standing and other people die .
this is a cry for help ....save me from myself
  Jul 2017 le demidieu
em
she's got a broken smile
for a broken heart
she likes to hope
her brokenness
is a work of art
lost in herself
she cannot breathe
around him, around her.
too many people
who aren't falling apart.
a broken smile
with a broken heart
her father says
she's a work of art
le demidieu Jul 2017
I kneel before you
And give myself up to you .

I beg you for so much
But you give me nought .

I lie prostrate before you
I grovel at your feet .

Is this what i get
For opening up to you ?

Do i crash and burn
Because i believe in you ?

My reward for loving you
And worshiping you like a goddess ...

You are cold like a night at sea ,
For you a chilly and unpredictable .

My goddess who never answers me .
What shall i do ?

In this religion ,
Of constantly worshiping you ?
I am in a dark place .....
  Jul 2017 le demidieu
ekta
Maths is like a vampire
Which eats our mind
And make us tired
It is having a different chemistry
Sometimes i think it is even worst than history
If we arrange your chapters like trigonometry and geometry
I think it will be a good symmetry
Leave me alone and go out of my lif
As if you will not i will **** you and you will be not alive
Very dangerous subject..
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