#dark-thoughts
Silence
That’s what you wanted
Just accepted silence
Just desired crying
Just no more defience
So why the **** do you want my voice
The ironic song bird wedged down my throat
You just want to hear your name screamed out
Whimpered out
Begged
I’d say **** you but you’d take it the wrong way
That or it won’t even reach past my new blue gloss
You want me to speak up now? Well you’ll get it, yet don’t blame me if my voice goes hoarse. My eyes bleed tears of forgiveness when looking disgusting and captivating as I screech like a banshee . With snot dribbling down my chin. With split ends visible in my wooden mane. With eyes turned muddy the unplanned forecast for blood thirst and depression
Like how about I talk about those long nights at McDonald, or when you sung lullabies that implanted insomnia, or the icy touch of your frostbitten hands looking for warmth and all you found was me. How about those whispered words of , “ I really like you.” Cuz four words are worth so much more than three. Each held more meaning than the last as if they were your last breath as you plunged inside me with dagger-claws. Yet I loved it, ****** I loved it! I loved being your barbie doll.
But were they even true
Were all the nights we stared at one another with clamped together hands just the darkness in your coal eyes wanting my spark. My bite. Was it just so you could see if I could be yours. Only yours. I left so many scars on you and you to me, and you told me you loved them. Your fingers would trace my stories I engraved upon your temple. But none were proof enough of how you ****** my mind up with yourself. Made me worshiped like a false goddess undeserving of your praise and love and soul and eyes and ********* I’m back your your dead ******* eyes even when you blinked to show you lived.
You knew I never loved anyone before you. Never held hands before you. Never had any lips besides your cracked ones trying to imitate a desert to trick others of nothingness that you’d whisper only to me. Never told a man nor woman that they were my first of everything before you. I was a tiger lily and you a **** And you took it all away you ******* hypocrite!
You knew before I could even say wait. And I loved you for it, I still fuckning love you for it cuz I am a ***** My heart never beats when you aren’t around. I never needed to speak, you were the source of my puppeteer voice I used when other’s worried about something.
Yet now you want me to tell you lies. Tell you who hurt me
‘You’
Tell you who used me
‘You’
Tell you who ******* broke me down to a sniveling, worthless pile of ash
‘You’
But instead of telling what was reality I played within your almond flavored fantasies and blamed everyone but you. For no, never you.You, you, you, you, you. Rigamortus won’t stop my hands from grabbing your shirt as I slowly sank to the ninth level of hell.
BECAUSE IT WAS YOU GOD ******* ****** MAN
YOU DID THIS TO ME
I WAS AN AURORA SUNSHINE YET YOU ****** ME DRY
TILL ALL THAT WAS LEFT WERE MONOTONE CLOUDS
YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SHOVED YOUR HAND INSIDE ME
AND REPLACED ORGANS WITH STUFFING
YOU DID IT
YOU DID IT
YOU DID IT
YOU DID IT
You're the reason
I slit my throat
Tied up my vocal cords.
Sewn shut my lips
It's no surprise I was thrown away
Like a broken doll
It's funny you see?
When you're choking you should see the irony
Ain't I the one that needs to hush up
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 6:19 PM UTC
I lie in bed as they rattle
in my closet where they hide
under the bed where they live
inside my head where they thrive
they whisper, they talk
they mutter, they scream
they hunt me when I'm awake
they haunt me in my dreams
the skeletons threaten
to let themselves out
they say they'll tell people
what my fears are about
the monsters under the bed
now live inside my head
each one has a name
and they all drive me insane
then there's the voices
who sound bigger than me
they scare me the most
though they're the ones I can't see
they tell me I'm worthless
no matter what I do
I know that they're lying
but it just sounds so true
you have no friends they tell me
and I tell myself it's a lie
but I wonder now and then
when I perish, who will cry?
they say I'm better off alone
with this one I agree
because no matter what happens
I won't ever betray me.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC
once the thoughts start
you cant stop them
they antagonize you
they push and push and push
until you break
now you're sitting here
blood stains on your shorts
your blade in your palm
you're shaking
they did it again
the thoughts, the hurt you
no
you hurt you
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC