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Lost Apr 2019
Cut me into ribbons.

Leave me burned and chopped and charred.
'til the pieces that i build up
are left broken, bruised and scarred.

I am cautious in your garden
that my hands and scent won't touch
all the pristine, perfect flowers
and the pretty, precious buds.

I am not the kind to sully
any wondrous word or will.
I was born to eat the filth and
I was born a shell to fill.

I am nothing in your garden
but a dog for you to use
and if it indeed is needed
I will live to be abused.
Lost Apr 2019
You're impossible to fathom,
I can't pull my mind away.
But you're carefree, thoughtless, hopeless.
You don't think on what you say.

You throw words upon the sidewalk
that I walk by every day.
They are left for me to pick up
careless words that fall my way.
Lost Apr 2019
Sinking,
falling,
start recalling,
every
whispered
word
we wrote with

coated
letters,
fetters made of
gold.

Don't tell me
you / wish
you / could
see.
You haven't come two feet near me.

I pill pop / peel back / puke up, putrid
poison / people / persons?

pasty / hasty / wasn't tasty

Please just come down here and make me:

Cough.
Choke.
Swallow soap.

End it with,
"At least we're clean now?"
We're not mean now.
God, will let us retch in peace now.

Mend / what's breaking at the seams now.

cough up. choke up. throw up.

soap
Lost Apr 2019
a breath and a half in
we have forgotten the words
possibly because
they were all the right ones

It is
forgetting what it is like
to hold snow
cold biting
fingers numb
packed down in your hands

a sensation left behind
thrown out by the mind
yet the feeling
lingers
Lost Apr 2019
The very best of all you are
I see it painted in your stars.
I hope that one day you will see
you mean more than the world to me.

And though our hearts may ache inside
we will not let our clasped hands slide.
Because our fate's forever tied
together, you and me.

We stand upon the solid ground
we built this place, it won't fall down.
Our deaths will be the only end.
I love you most, my dearest friend.
Lost Mar 2019
God, I hate the way, you move my hands, you move my legs, you move my mouth, just get away from me, stay by my side.

Stop, I hate the way, you make me tame, we play this game, and yet we know, that at the end, the loser only dies.

Hell, I hate the way, you look at me, I know you see, you read my eyes, cannot disguise, that this feels good.

****, I hate the way, you say my name, like I’m a thing, your favorite treat, you eat me up, and say, I’m sickeningly sweet.

Please, just go away, leave me alone, you see I wish, that I could see, that I could love, that I was strong, so I could wrap you in pure warmth.

****, I hate the way, that though you see, you still abuse, the gentle thing, inside of me, that hates you are alone.

  Hell, I hate the way, you smile at me, as if I’m yours, you touch my heart, you wrap me up, in suffocating clothe.

Stop, I hate the way, that though you’re cruel, I still will try, I’ll wonder why, I cannot see your sobbing face.

God, I hate the way, you’ve captured me, inside your eyes, and here I swear, that by the end, I’ll stand by you, you will not be alone.
this is old as hell. 2016 i think
Lost Feb 2019
People look at you
like you're an animal.
and
you are an animal.
I'm an animal too.
Secretly
we can be feral,
we can hate the smell
of mankind.
If you **** us off
we'll devour you.

Think I'm crazy yet?

You
haven't seen it happen.
one day
everyone will regret
what they refused to see.

In our souls we breed beasts.

It's a story not a confession.
It's a vent not a long awaited truth.
If you want to know
ask me.
But my mouth is sealed shut.
Candle wax
and a goodnight promise.

If you understood me my lips would break,
yet they're intact
because the truth cannot be opened
without the key.

And nobody is going to kiss me.
Ever.
hardly poetry
oh well
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