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Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
get out of his dreams and get off of his phone
stabilized thoughts that are hard to grab hold of
a secret you know he'd like to take back
breaking the rules so he could be your man
not safe at night cause you're in his mind
not safe in the day cause your name will come up, anyway
a glorious estate filled with rubies and pearls
show him you're alone so he can feel at home
I guess it's okay, this life that's forced on him
for when he gets back, you'll be waiting wholeheartedly
not saying he wants you, not saying he can
but he's sick and delusional
bad vibrations, it's personal
can your ghost only leave him alone?
06-20-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
he's turning me bad
as lying becomes habit
and drinking, routine
and smoking, an outlet

he's turning me bad
as I sneak out the house
to meet up and makeout
with no one around

he's turning me bad
so bad I can't recall
innocent days of my youth
skipping all down the hall

he's turning me bad
when I skip my last class
to drive to his house
my location turned off

he's turning me bad
with those light eyes I saw
this new me, I like it
maybe I've been bad, after all
06-20-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
the sun came out but his face was cooled
caught beneath a heap of distressing particles
so sweet, the song of glory

under a shadow of failed hidden trials
when the clock skipped its strike
he knew he'd been left for dead
ghastly and swelled up in a cold sphere
roll the windows down, air it out, dear
staying secluded, it's just for the game
they'll run off without him

time has taken too long to bring him home
so vicious, the uncontrollable entities
how lovely to become so powerful
forced to break habit, but not with ease

to tease and to taunt
another reckless man home
this time, a sculptor
disregard all consciences that tell you to refrain
how bold, to take a leap
instantly under attack
06-17-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
sloppily picking apart
dreams at night from
sad real life
feelings aside
let me in for tonight
I'm sick
you're relentless
and we're only 17
06-17-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
drowned at the hand of the earth
tangled in curls
stuck outside this world
and I'd like to go home
walking the beach
not stopping to think
of the impact she has on that boy
asleep so fast
I can't even hold back
confused by the black
of the night in his past
one morning, seven more
I don't think that I can take anymore
giving up seems so easy
so simple and quick
for the day to end, one small click
don't miss you, can't need you
another soul forgotten
leave it behind and
come suffer in this bunk
06-16-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
Hello my name is Parvin,
and I live my days so normal.
My pup wakes me up by ******* my leg,
When I wake, he is dead as a doornail.
My sins begin when I hit the road
Hitting animals, rather
with my car on purpose.
For the rush.
At work I set up the hot dog stand
$20, all beef, some **** if you're lucky. . .
I act so normal in my encounters with people
My eyes get stucky, words become fucky.
And every time I get the chance,
I close my eyes and think of Barbara Lance
Her lips on mine, what a lovely treat
Never seen her in person, but I've heard 'bout her feet.
Country music is my jammy jam
but I mix it with metal, get naked, and dance!
Yes, this is my life,
I know it sounds boring
But the excitement really starts
when Aunt Isobel starts roaring.
I'm starvin', I'm happy, I'm Parv.
06-16-18
Ruby Nemo Jun 2018
funny how it changes
how once, feet hurried past
minds thought no thoughts
about one another
and my sister would marvel and tell me about it
and all I saw
was the product of a stable past
and many girls I knew.
how, now, this face has been paired with a name for you
and the rumors you might have heard are true
and we know what it feels like to give
some loving attention to an otherwise dreary relationship.
as I sit outside in my chair in the sun
it's slightly funny how this thing was begun.
06-16-18
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