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Alicia Moore Sep 9
This house is made of ice.
A gelid, brass interior awaits me with wicked vice.

Stepping through the frozen doors,
I fall into my own homely grave.
A familiar capsule with silky floors.

Paintings hang upon each wall,
Lifeless and disturbed.
Although, the images do utter one final whisper before tightening the noose—
“Beware of the abominable master of abuse.”

I wish to float,
As with each step the rivers of blood in my feet howl.
Icicles pierce through my soles;
Daggers with a bright smile...

I am only ever welcomed into this house of ice
With a vast iniquitous price.
Light up my life
Like a sky full of dying stars

Because my life
Has been useless so far

The starlight enters our eyes
Even though the star is dead

I see my reflection smile
Even though I've long been led
Away from life.
Parin Jun 20
I am lifeless
Such as a dry falling leaf
Dead from inside
Yet restless and rustling
In the wind
As to go far away
To separate itself from it's roots
And never to come back from where it once left.
Piyush Sharma May 25
It started as a camouflaged war,
Though the end appeared to fall apart,
But it had already begun,
You being alone & there's no way to run.
Neither a day nor a night,
Would settle this life-less undying fight.
And every time you fight yourself,
An undying strength comes by,
But a part of you is unknowingly expelled.
Yes life can be easy, but actually its not when you talk about the reality. Every word here counts its meaning. We write hard.
When you said you wanted to strangle me
I thought how grand that would be
There wouldn’t be a me to cause more stress
I wouldn’t be around to make more of a mess
You could live your life as any normal day
I’d be your problem, come and gone away
So wrap your hands around my neck
and don’t stop until I choke on my last breath
As you feel accomplished you want to stay to check
Now ****** is your addiction, now it is your ****
My life is gone, no room for precious moments
My life is gone, there’s nothing more that torments
Elle Vee Apr 20
One day,
I thought about you.
The next day,
I iust can't stop.
The day after that,
you haunt my dreams.
A week later,
My are around your lifeless body.
A week after that,
I found a new one,
And turned you to ashes.
AstralPotato Apr 13
Let me drown in the sea of joy
Of unwavering happiness and delight
Retrieve me from this dark abyss
Where I wandered without light
Saint Audrey Apr 11
This distillation manifesting in peculiar patterns
Swirling overhead
With eyes that track indirect and understated
Waves that come to slight heads before
Dissipating, I've yet to see them
Break

And there's an agitated dash of nature still
Lurking deep
In blinding, binding, ever present light
In color schemes
That this changing property offers still
Strange it seems
In calm neurosis, slipping through the deep
Brings such panic

A rhythm imprinted in this form
An engraving of the time that passed
Not my friend, no not my friend at all
Such panic, oh such panic
Oh, whatever it is I hold, I've held some time before
What I release, I do so of my own volition
A half truth I'll see myself beside

As I lie still, eyes wide, glaring at the ceiling
As I die slowly, effortlessly, can't stop my head from reeling
Hollow victories
So preoccupied with afterlife; the only meaning I can see in the cyclic thoughts
Entirely dependent on what I can become

I lay on my back
I stare at the ceiling
Winding my mind up
Thinking in patterns

Down on the carpet
Listening to traffic
Grasping at ghosts
Feeling like static

Nothing is concrete
But this feeling so lucid
Demands that I try
To bury myself in it

To become a mold
Static like an image
To hold on this pattern
To hold on anything
dancing with death
the true gentleman he is
waiting for your ‘okay’
before he sweeps you off your feet
waltz in ¾ as the orchestra plays
the bows gliding upon strings
fingers upon keys
everything in its place
and as your dance with death dissolves
your body falls into place
ending once again where you began
a lifeless matter no one ever truly knew
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