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Toxic yeti Mar 2019
Two lovers
Come together
To kiss
But do they
Know that
Romance is an emotional time bomb
It’s just a matter of time.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
In a Marilyn Manson concert
There are two bears
Screaming
Trying to
Out do the singer
To the point
That everything reverberates.  
Even souls.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
As I apply
A new tube
Of lipstick
A vampy red
I look at my self
And I am happy.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
As I take
A walk in the park
With a friend
I here the familiar
Sounds of dr dre
And his album
2001
I look up at
The source of the music
A chickadee
With a boom box.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
I am a gothic rose
Black
Or steel
Rose
Though
I only do the look
For it is tasteful
Not that I represent
The dark
Only the light
I represent.
Ilya Krivonosov Mar 2019
If you stand outside the door – muzzle guns,
If you dial out of the tap – soap bubbles,
If you look to the left – school offices,
If you go right – broken lights.

If you close the curtains – red cockroaches,
If on mezzanine – black spiders,
If an empty flask again to score from a tap,
If empty hands – complete backpacks.
Nivine Nahli Mar 2019
I feel so connected to the Moon,
It embodies the movement of time.
The Moon, it's so generous and full.
Similar to myself on my good days.  

Other nights, the Moon is inconspicuous.
It could be so small and meager.  
Always changing and illuminating the sky.
Cycling to fade back to nothing; just as I do.

This is why, I connect to the Moon.
Wether I'm vivid or dull, I'm worthy.
Even if you see me or you do not,
I'm here and I will conceive you

With my constant renewal of existence.

n.n
I am the Moon
The cycles, the phases, the rebirth.
Rory Mels Tims Mar 2019
I will speak for you
If you ask me to.
If we try,
There's no dark inside.

But to gain the view
That you want, anew,
You must lay
All your fears aside.

All the worlds you're through,
All the lies so true,
All that's left
Is the great divide.
Where do you think I found this? Yup--on the back of my notebook.
agnes Mar 2019
losing your mind is the most addictive drug
one can never know when you come down from your bittersweet high
little bunny
are you scared of me again?
have I ever told you to shut your ******* mouth?

my favourite colour is now blue
the royal kind of blue that will swallow you whole if you get too close
bunny dear
have I ever told you I love you?

why are my legs not carrying me faster?
why am I not ******* running until I collapse once more?
take these pills and let them travel through your veins
they’ll destroy your teeth but isn’t that what you want?
bunny
I can’t bite you anymore

lay your trust in fate, astrology, a god our two
let them take the blame for what you do
sweet bunny
how did it turn out like this?
why are you chasing after me?

I’ll sing a song for you
I’ll tear apart the lyrics and do anything to distract you
please don’t hurt me again
bunny
you’re the sweetest demon I’ve ever met
but please don’t let me drink that

everything is calm
I’m okay
let’s look past the toxic truth and live within denial
my darling bunny
I regret what I said
you’re the most addictive drug and I’ll never doubt your words
I’ll accept that you’ve got your nest in my brain
but please don’t tear my body apart again
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