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kay Jan 2021
nul
this void,
is eating you alive
yet you kept on feeding it, knowing how much it kills you

maybe,
you wanted to disappear too.
yes, i do.
I struggle to be a nice girl: the worst choice of my life,
Man I am not good with all this life,
Working like a fool, join the 'army of the great for my money,
God... I just had to make it harder for myself!
Here, I am again complaining.

Hard to appreciate everything I have,
Easy ways are always leading one to hard
Times of imprisonment...

Now what my image happened with this soul of mine?
And what my image happens with this shell of mine...
Caring, not caring... training for that better life!

Down the streets people still walk and live and talk
And crave for their more.
Up, in the bed, on their chairs and those grounds
They have chosen,
Chosen each soul...
_ Careful to not upset (too much) your own saviour _
People still live...
A pleasant touch of ignorance: bliss for my impotence to **** them all
And sentence them to heaven, once and for all.
wizmorrison Dec 2020
Pulled out the strings together,
Tied all the coffin tighter,
Pull the trigger many times,
Blood! Blood! Blood!
WizMorrison's Coffin Of Thoughts.
Mickey Dec 2020
Oh darling.
My mind.
My mind is killing me.

It is in fact the one and only place in this god forsaken world where I can be safe.
Where I don’t have to belong.
Where everything is possible.
Where I have a place to hide.

But,
It is killing me.
Samantha Dietz Nov 2020
Aerosmith on vinyl
Your hand on my throat
Listen to Toys In The Attic
I'll be your toy, Make me choke
Kiss me ever so softly
While your lips tell me jokes
Send chills down my spine
When I smell your cologne

Show me your favorite songs
Tell me your crazy stories
I want to know who you are
I just want you to adore me
Look through my eyes to my soul
Hands all over my body
Steal the air from my lungs
I swear you're killing me softly
Monday, November 23rd, 2020
o' my splendid sailor
have you come to bewitch me?
o'er the raging waters
daring the deviant winds

a rose i pin on your chest
laced in poison, you shall meet
a death soon shall bestow
along with facade of a weeping bride

my handmaiden, my petal
she does gardening as it seems
my only rose who could be
your misfortune o'er the streams

o' my splendid sailor, welcome
into a farmer's daughters' abode
a bargain between you and my father
futile decision behold

I'm a woman of silence
so shall you see
I'm a woman of my weapons
so shall you sink

a lonely girl parading innocence
my handmaiden will console me
your last breath o'er my lips
your crewmen will hear me

o' my splendid sailor
my handmaiden's work is not a piece of art
i asked her to prepare your rose
now you will always be in my heart.
Luca C Nov 2020
Why can't you feel this?
How i am sinking...right back down
to where the darkness lives.
How tall men and
lipstick-red lies paint my dreams
at night,
instead of sleep.
How the only time
i can feel the cold
is when i lay on the floor,
drooling, with whiskey pouring from
my being.
How the taste of food
is just a grey sky
with sharp clouds.
How i feel myself slipping,
but no one can see me...
Don't you see me? Don't you hear it in my voice? In my unanswered voicemail?
Arcassin B Oct 2020
By Arcassin B

Slash, dangerous,
Break in some glass, I'm your home,
The tranquil place, the happy place,
about to be drowned in blood,
Fixing William Shatner mask,
I carry my demons heavily on my shoulder,
Provoking me, you would also be stupid to get
close to me,
The devil's messenger incarnate leaking through scared and drippy as I ascended the passage of evil,
Be glad I didn't RIP out the pupils,
I'm way worse than messily cabin fever,
The one that snips Roses and tulips,
Like chasing after a relative that doesn't think I exist,
Letting them know that my legend lives,
No dogs live to take a ****,
You could get the blade or the fist,
Halloween is the day of bliss,
A devil on a night like this,
Wake to fulfill demon hour wish,
Wake to fulfill demon hour wish,
A devil on a night like this,
Halloween is the day of bliss,
You could get the blade or the fist.




I could feel as good as I feel , when I,
Let go,
We could make this right in our wills,
Feel free,
I don't know,
I don't know,
The horrors that await you can not illustrate you,
Their aiming to take this world from you,
specifics when theres rent due, they would want to
take you,
No streets , cars or avenues,
The hills definitely have eyes , we call them vultures,
Infiltration in disguise, we are their adventures,
A voyage , a play , a stage to be performed on,
This life is too fake to hold on,
Wool over the eyes of some , might as well put the mold on,
I wouldn't leave you to dry and dye a different color of your love for me, positivity overrules this tree,

Don't you ever think that I, don't love you cause I do, don't **** me,
It would break my heart if you , thought i didn't care, don't eat me,
Don't you ever think that I, don't love you cause I do,
It would break my heart if you , thought i didn't care.


©abpoetry2020 ©arcassinburnham2020.
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/demon-hourz-ep.html
imehsahdehahs Oct 2020
First Heaven Burned to the Ground

Flood Drowned all that was left

Right around the corner was A King

With Golden Ring

Seeking God, Power & Women

But He Didn't Know

This Sorcery and Magick

was part of my plan

For I am the Angel with one red wing

Nothing would Stop me, King

Melting Your precious Ring

With anguished prisoned in My Eyes

For an Eternity

No Pillar In Air

Can Put Out The Fire in My Heart

nor Stop me form Bringing

Hell on Earth

For I swore I will Devour

Each and every Soul in your Kingdom

Till No Light Left in Heavens

and No Man on Earth










I AM
THE ANGEL
WITH ONE RED WING
ONE RED WING

DESTROYED THE RING

AND **** ONE AND THE ONLY KING
Orakhal Sep 2020
without turning it into an enemy to **** again

the enemy isn't that man is
its that man makes it to be
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