tainted black

Nov 2018

laura

test 15

subtle and solemn undertones
she’s becoming a no-vac mom
stars and pyramids have fates
designed for each of us,
schemes and snake oil posing
as natural herbs and curing
the werewolf of decaying intellect
the true nature of blissful ignorance

HP is lame and filtering all my recent poems as explicit lol

tainted black Nov 2018

i held my pen

i held my pen
at 3 AM
with hopes depleting
amidst the air

and then i thought
what to write
is it my sadness
or is it my fright?

i held my pen
at 3 AM
my paper blank
mind all hollow

with another pill
to take and swallow
to sing me to sleep
with its voice so mellow

i held my pen
at 3 AM
with ragged breath
and drooping lids

then the pen slid
out of grasp
along with my
final gasp

tried to write a free verse poem inspired by my sadness last night. think i failed on this one though.

#sadnes #anxiety #sleepless

tainted black Nov 2018

metaphors

"do you like me?" she asked.
"no, it's your metaphors that i like." he replied looking away.

#unrequited #love #metaphors

tainted black Nov 2018

a garden of wilted flowers

he planted—
flowers in her heart
watered them every day
and left it to wilt

tainted black Nov 2018

i used to write about love

i used to write about love

yet—
never this painful
never this emotional
never with this deeper meaning

i used to write about love

though—
never as factual
never as concrete
with this i am sure

i used to write about love

but—
not this; never in this state
not this heartfelt
not this time, i know

i used to write about love

now—
with basis
with common knowledge
with experience

i used to write about love

and—
they used to be words
all hollow; like how my mind used to be
but now it contains with those promises you've given me

#love

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