My mind is a scary place
Sometimes I get dragged down into the abyss
There are unimaginable terrors
Creatures I've created
The only way to get out is to fight them off

Sword in hand, I slay these created creatures
In a suit full of self loved armor
I beat them, alone, unafraid
I rise again

c.m.l.

So foolish to
think that we are enough for
each other’s demons

Her eyes were dark,
Her voice was captivating,
Demon in disguise.

He tried to be dark,
But there was a little spark,
A fallen angel.

A lonely road,
Is where they had met by fate,
With nothing to lose.

They had hell to raise.

I wonder if you know
how often I pass
that church door where we kissed
(and kissed, and kissed)

Or how I'd desecrate
a thousand more
just to do it again
(and again, and again).

It feels now like a deal with the devil,
and too good, it lasted as long as one would.
For rapturous blasphemy, for ludicrous bliss,
I sold all my fears for just one shot at this.

I wonder if you know
that we are our own devils,
that nothing's contracted
that can't be redacted

That we spin our own fates
and can re-thread our revels -
Did you know? But you must,
(you must, you must.)

Yet I'm sure that you won't
and that all that we built
is crumbling, returning,
To dust, to dust.

I once was the most beautiful poem

But then I exhaled, and with my misted sigh I let go the words that held me to reality

And I flew.

She was scared of the monsters
Hiding under her bed
But the scariest of them all
Were the ones in her head

My mind got wrapped into a spell
Entwisted by two hands
And slowly, my resistance fell
Into a man’s presence

My toughts began to twist and spin
Into thin fingers touch
And faster, I’m entangling
Into a frantic clutch

Out of two dark, abyssal eyne
I drew new force and energy
And realised I can’t decline
A kind of curiousity

And fled myself into a vibe
Both flustering and soothing
Until I found myself beside
A control I confide