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Feb 2013
His skin was once ivory; elegance in its most basic form
He now screams of deathly paleness.

His fingers were once long, talented; connected to me
They now scrape at a chalkboard; scrawny, poking, prying.

His voice was once profound and alluring; a British orient
It’s now faded into annoyance, degraded into pain, the loathing of every octave of arrogant, pompous sound.

The time changed & the mind changed
But I’m left mindfucked; wondering what this means

My feelings, an optical illusion?
His reality, a state of indifference?

Eitherway:
I reckon I’m glad, to be rid,
Of this horrible, horrible evil little parasite,
Hopefully, he’ll be kept at arm’s length
For I don’t think I can bear
A creature so afraid, so undead.








**Dear Parasite,
This is the last you’ll hear of me.
Go bloat and float arrogance somewhere else,
We have no need for it here.
love
heart break
pain
tragedy
angry
jealousy
Unkempt hair and a messy soul
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Unkempt hair and a messy soul  Singapore
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