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Vic Apr 2019
Fingertips frozen,
Arms up my sleeve.
But I have to write this idea down.
My hands are already filled with ink.
Everything has to be gold these days.
Golden chain, Golden eyes, Golden soul, Golden ring.
Still want to be the one to speak her name as mine though.
It's cold outside,
But I'm colder.
You poor thing.
I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel or the world around me. This is #19
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
Angels in celestial light, become nefarious by the sinister dark of night.
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
Walking down the star paved walkway, still wondering if the stars are just the wrong way.
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
knock on the door; an ominous visitor. Oh god, it must be terrible miss sinister, the villainous shadowy creepy dark figure. Deceitful girl, you dare not let trigger. the devilishly cunning miss terrible sinister.
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
today has been canceled.
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
Oh blood blood blood blood the beautiful beautiful blood. Blood Blood Blood singing singing singing singing SINGING. song of pain pain. PAIN PAIN oh the plainpainpainpain the plain tortuous pain
**** **** **** crush BLOOD
soothing the last of my head left me insane.
.....
Lavender Menace Mar 2019
I can see you.
I can see the heavy way you breathe,
the stumbling way you
                                     run.
I can feel the blood running              running, down your injured head.
                                            running  
I can see the fe
                          ar
in your eyes. You
run
      run
            run
                  run.
yet closer I get.
Del
       icious
fear steals across your face as I op
                              en
my cracked unused mouth
saying
"tag,
you
are
it."
oh the monster I seem to have become.
Soliel Feb 2019
I counted the months, the years, the days in the calendar.
I went through my head again – there’s no sign of a wound or a scar.
I realized forgetting is so much easier now.
Seeing the familiar takes no shots at me, how?

I went online,
A picture of you,
A picture of friends,
A picture of her
With you.

Went through the comments,
Here we go again with the stalking!
Hearts on the floor, hearts everywhere.
You replied with an ‘I love her.’

Ran to the room, I feel like fire.
Reached the backdoor with a blade on my hand.
And before I knew it “**** it!”
I thought it was gone, I thought “I’ve moved on.”
**** it!

I sat on the floor, too long to remember.
All that I know is what I know now,
After all this time, why?
You’re still the one.
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