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Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018
It's funny what people are willing to ignore
when you have notoriety, wealth
and power under
your belt.
Many are simple, mindless sheep.
Nyx Apr 2018

It felt like I was the reason things started going wrong in your life
The leash of guilt tightening firmly around my neck
Was it love?
                     or
                           Was it Pity?
It sounds stupid,
But once I was ******* in this invisible cage
I found it hard to escape from you
Like an idiot, I forgave you numerous times
For you knew how to twist things around
And every time i did something
I could feel as though this guilt was loosening
Even if it was just a bit,
I thought this is a fair price to pay
As he needs me
                        As much
                                          As I need him
But we both know that together we are Toxic

                              
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017
~ ❤️ ~
A unique soul who shone amidst
bleeding roses and crying lilies.
~ ❤️ ~
One who blurred the line between
realism and divinity.
~ ❤️ ~
One who had a golden nimbus,
two wistful blue pools, and carnal lips.
~ ❤️ ~
A woman intact with her inner child.
~ ❤️ ~
A mirror who shone even with all the
cracks shown.
~ ❤️ ~
An iconic image, underestimated and
manipulated.
~ ❤️ ~
An angel who fought off all your demons
and in your death, never fell from grace.
~ ❤️ ~
A dreamer who held and achieved her dreams.
A dream in lace, a poison in place.
~ ❤️ ~
Greatly loved to this day.
For every little girl is a walking star.
Poem dedicated to Marilyn Monroe. I just finished watching Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. She was charming from start to finish...
A soul as beautiful and strong as she was tragic.
RIP Marilyn Monroe
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017
I believe at one point,
we are all flies in a web.
Stuck and bound by one
great spider.

Who's calm and cool
when it comes to
control because they
can bind us down
and pull strings over our
heads.

It's the only way for them
to feel powerful, and that
feeds into their predatory
nature.

The webs they spin coat
and change who we are
as well as becoming what
they need.

A meal.
     Helpless.
            Trapped.

And we become comfortable
in that disrespect for us.
Yes.
At one point in our lives,
we are flies in a web.

Most people stay flies from
birth to the hearse.
Some people are natural
born spiders; deceptive.
controlling.

To all those flies,
people like me,
who flew and escaped
from countless spiders,
it's long overdue
that we become
one.
I'm feeling reflective today. I've gotten away from several spiders.
And it usually was the most toxic of people too...
It's hard to get away from, but not impossible.
nothing but a rental
my body, I'm left empty-handed
windows shattered, broken doors
violent breeze pushes forth
I am abandoned

my lips swollen
all the way down to my throath
I'm frozen
not allowed  to sing another note

tender galaxies
stretch across my delicate skin
stars bursting, they're screaming in pain
creating infinite life, where shadows remain
Muu Aug 2017
sometimes we do get tired putting others at the first place, we don’t even realize it that we are into their game. we tend to listen the noisy souls asking us to make a peace and have a better relationship with human beings. we forget about ourselves, we are drowned, losing ourselves in chaotic waves. they don’t get how hard to get up from their game. we are trying so hard to find the real world; the world they destroyed.
Silverflame Jul 2016
The world is trapped in a thick haze,
which is why no one wants to be themselves these days.
They are watching; circling like vultures,
while slowly washing away my colors.

Bandages and "sorry" don’t fix bullet holes,
decaying people have decaying goals.
Do not dare to dream of something bigger,
when your friend is shaking with their finger on the trigger.

Childhood songs are stored within,
like ink is etched into my skin.
My youth they stole; they left me plain,
with venom quickly crashing through my veins.

We are all but pilot episodes,
failing to ever make it as we go.
Like lost souls we flourish through the night,
searching for originality to make us shine bright.

Society; your cage is officially suffocating,
our lives you so ruthless is dominating.
The truth I speak is so loud you can not ignore,
because this is not another harmless metaphor.*

I declare war.
Randy Mcpeek Jul 2016
The Light

I’m feeling emotions I don’t want to feel,
praying that God helps my journey to heal.
The curtain has fallen on my happily ever after,
my knight was a man who crushed my spirit. I heard his cruel, mocking laughter.

Before my life changed, I had goals for myself. I once knew how to love me.
I believed in myself and what I could do, and my own happiness was key.
I didn’t need anyone to make me feel whole.
Self-confidence and self-love were already present, they were a part of my soul.

My light was so bright, I knew others felt it.They were drawn to its charm.
Then He drew me in with his promise of love; he said he'd protect me from harm.
Like a thief in the night he stole my light, his words left my soul bare.
I gave so much that now I am empty, and, I realize he never did care.

I can’t help but wonder why did he choose me? It’s just plain evil, I think.
Devouring light like a modern day vampire, until beautiful souls are extinct.

Randy McPeek
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