Plunging deep within the vector abyss to craft this future coin,
oculus sulfur nestled in bionic earth
vapor mirrors written with distorted text,
misdirection, crescent hoax
Kind demeanor is sincere; yet dim,
ebony eyes of molten lava
Static piercing inside my head,
aftershock, paralyzing, connection dead!
What I've become?
pure negative energy.
I'm content with indifference; surrounded by radical stardust,
So empty; my body frozen wary of any kind of warmth,
a pilot of this darkmoon specter
To find something out of place;
negative eyes amplify my face,
don't waste your time
I'm not worth the risk;
paper charms drown in salty tears,
spear pierces my chest with drip drop fears
Interminable; wormhole where my bloody heart should beat,
I speak in enigmas, galaxys gone in the black sea.
Orange leaves fall
boils to purple tint.
Voodoo dolls burn
chills to hint.
bats hang from
Stein sends out
the rib cage,
jack "O" lanterns
laugh in the crowd.
I near break my back
because I want an ass
I often hurl my lunch
because ninety is fat
I have two layers of foundation
but no moral support
If I could only stop my parents...
Yet I snap my back and puck my lips
whiten my teeth and turn my hips
a couple filters can't be so wrong
a with the right lighting
I'll appear strong
sweaty bodies swarm the house
with a red solo cup in hand
filled with alcohol and bad decisions
others are outside sitting around a fire
passing the tobacco wrapped drug
talking about life and such
there’s a girl sitting on the couch
sipping her drink as she looks for the boy
she’s in love with
You and I are like a mom and dad.
We have taken kids under our wings-
Keeping them happy,
They keep me accountable.
But they also enable me
To always seek pleasure,
So I can pay the happiness forward.
It keeps me fat.
My breasts soft
And my hormones are racing..
You and I are playing house
Because everyone wants a beautiful family..
But we are parents that never married.
We're not just together for the kids,
But we're not in love either.
It feels like we're stuck in courtship.
My heart still races around you,
And I stare at your lips all the time.
You pay for our 3 am dates sometimes
And you always look happy to see me.
We're two nervous kids
Only accepting affection in small doses.
You used to flinch whenever I would get close to you.
You let me lean on your shoulder a few weeks ago...
The worst part about having a baby daddy that won't let you kiss them
Is that I know it's not from lack of affection
Or maybe even attraction.
It's how fragile this is
You know that if you kiss me,
You'll learn to hate my lips.
Maybe it's because you could see yourself kissing me for a long time,
And you don't want to see yourself get old.
Probably wishful thinking.
In my selfish imaginations,
We consummate our marriage.
You cover my neck with lovebites,
And I give you pink scratches on your back...
I wish you would hate me.
Then I could kiss your pillowy lips,
And you could just squeeze my ass for hours,
And maybe someone would get an orgasm out of it.
I think I'm a desperate housewife,
Waiting for you to really fall in love with me.
I don't know if you ever will.
I know that I really want you to.
Until then, I'll tend to our little nest.
I'll kiss our bastard children goodnight.
I'll make you lunch in a Burger King bag.
I'll let you give in to me, hopefully...
Body ready to give up
Tears rolling down in streams faster and faster
Emotions all over the place
Doesn't know whether to feel betrayed or hate
Infuriated with everyone and everything
Thoughts were scrambled everywhere
Her brown curly locs no longer cascaded down her back
It now masqueraded her face
She wanted to be embraced
Wanted to feel like she felt before
Not this feeling, that she was foreign to
Her quiet gasp, her salty tears, and struggling whispers
She grabbed her chest and asked what is this ?