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mrmonst3r Apr 2015
Remember me how I used to be.
Remember my better days.
Remember the summer nights.
Forget my tragic ways.
Remember my burning kisses.
Remember I meant it all.
Remember the times I held you.
Forget the curtain call.
Remember my strength and passion.
Know I think of you still.
Remember I always loved you.
Remember I always will.
Forget the man who's here today.
Forget the man I am.
Forget my face.
Forget my name.
I'm not worth a ****.
mrmonst3r Apr 2015
In the morning —
I felt the gravity surge,
Sinking my heart
To it's farewell.
Accountable
To moon and stars,
No longer loving in their gaze.
The silent judgement
Laid me low.
A pile of bones and fading skin,
Forever lost
My Hell within.
mrmonst3r Apr 2015
I can't get this sickness
                                         — out of my head
                                             I'm God's lonely man
                                             Stuttering
                                             Left behind in violent days
                                             Doomed to this love
                                                            ­      these reminders
                                             Cutting their teeth on my heart
                                             A pain that will not,
                                           cannot stop
                                             This mad devil
                                             Wants to
                                             Finish
                                             The job.
mrmonst3r Apr 2015
Tho raw misfortune faded
And I may be alone
It doesn't mean I changed my mind
Or wandered far from home
Thoughts still barb like hooks
Kisses lost their taste
Promises changed meaning
As we fell from grace
Instead I ache for passion
An all consuming fire
Honest, complicated
Thunder soaked desire
Consume my cause & motive
***** the brutal past
Love my dying embers
I wasn't meant to last
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be;
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.”
mrmonst3r Apr 2015
Upon opening my eyes
I awake to nothing
It is the benchmark of my days
Spent in furious labour
Or idling in empty hours
The result is always
Nothing
To love and tend in furious passion
To sicken and hate shamelessly
It still remains as nothing
Each whispered cause
Each luminous belief
Is nothing
Without meaning or reward
As each day fades
I close my eyes
To nothing.
mrmonst3r Mar 2015
I've been a phantom all this time.
In every corridor
In every second
I faded a little more
In every scene
In every crowd
I'm lesser than before
All that lived has now expired
Each haunted word is old and tired
You once saw me
You once noticed
Now you just walk out the door
This dimness
Took my body
Took my heart
Took what mattered
Leaving just a ghostly shell
Hopeless, lost and scattered
The blame
Lies slyly at my feet
I was hollow from the start
In feeling nothing for myself
I took myself apart.
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