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She sat there
Liquor in hand ; half empty
Her Cherry red lips parted slightly
Full  and  puckered; head tilted sideways

Her sapphire eyes dancing
Behind large jade spider legs
Charcoal mascara
Heavily lidded; alluring
She's a Smokey  princess

Her lips smirking; elegantly lazy
Against her graceful cheekbones
With a modest rose  blush
Decorating her lush cheeks
The false modesty of a killer

Perfection has no flaws
As her shimmering tan skin
Coated with peach powder
Suggests; evocatively

Striking curved eyeliner highlights
Her youthful  heart shaped face
With silky red ravines cascading
Down to her slim  Miss World waist

With her bottle figure; all in proportion
Gazes she draws in; airy kisses blown
Misleading young hearts in tow
She's a ladykiller and boy does she *know it!
Inspired from Juliet by Lawson
 Sep 2015 Mona
LittleFreeBird
i rip through you like a hurricane

but you cradle me like summer rain.
He stared at the cuts on his wrist
Reprimanding himself for his cowardice
To not  finish the job
Melissa had seen those cuts
Dug deep  into his wrist; angry red
Knowing  full well the reason for them
But choosing to ignore them

He flinched letting out a sharp gasp
As slaps  and  punches  hit him
Opening old wounds  and  bruises
His body a palette of suffering  and  pain
Bleeding tears down his skeletal frame
Melissa  watched these attacks
Her boyfriend  inflicted upon him
But chose to ignore them

His eyes were dry from shedding tears
His heart was torn from the constant crushing
His body wracked and tired from the frequent beatings
And his brain weary and ready to shut down forever
That morning Melissa  couldn't  ignore the body
Hung in her front garden
Holding a bouquet of wilting roses;
With a heart saying *I love you
This is a touching one of mine
I'm tired of hiding who I am
I'm tired of living by society's rules
Tired of you judgmental fools
Because I'm different and proud of the way I am
The monster has been hidden for so long
I know what’s wrong
I hold the external and internal pain in
Because the underlying emotions might just eat me alive
It’s killing me so I’ve turned to the dark comfort
Becoming numb from the pain
Bleeding out to take the pain away
But what’s to gain from this painful way

The knives n’ pens are starting to pierce the veil of my soul
Something has got to give, but I don’t know what
They tell me to move on but never give me the instructions on how

My mind is pacing, heart is racing
Depressive thoughts are starting to erode my soul
I feel as if I’ve fallen from grace
Now I try to crawl from this forsaken place
Who do I cry out to for help?
These black tears I cry are making this painting of my life bleed
So I curse at the life that pains me…to…stop hurting me
But I guess that’s not an option
So I question myself should I push on….

The knives n’ pens are starting to pierce the veil of my soul
Something has got to give, but I don’t know what
They tell me to move on but never give me the instructions on how

I guess the life I have made for me is tearing me apart
This black heart of mine bleeds for eternity
My Lady Midnight please come and take my soul
Cause my soul is broken

These knives n’ pens are piercing the veil of my soul!!!
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