#perished
**Remember her, old friend?
She was...hideous,
You think she was ugly,
oh no, far from it.**
**She was the fairest,
Her lavishing sable hair,
Her viridian eyes,
Her glamorous smile,**
**Her soft-hued skin,
Her delicately slender body,
Her dazzling manners,
Her ever so warm demeanor,**
**Her moves,
Fluid, graceful, focused,
Capturing the essence of the music,
with her mesmerizing artistry.**
**She was indeed perfect,
Unique, as no one could be as elegant,
Charming, for no one, was as lovely.
Beguile...as no one was as rotten.**
**What she was, my old friend,
Was an empty vessel,
the soul of which had perished,
mortified by its actions.**
**For all she ever wanted was approval,
so what she did was put on a mask,
losing herself in the process,
becoming a ghost of her formal self.**
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 5:18 PM UTC
She asked me what I was living for
And I gave her this confession
In this realm of population
In the sanctum that is living
This world only exist in
The spaces that demand it
Beings who's lives surround
Boundaries required to sustain
Thoughts and queries somehow persist
Against the grain
Pain and longing don't exist outside the brain
Its in this environment, a hostile place
We come face to face with the tantamount lack of grace
Perfection has no enemies because it has no face to hate
Emptiness is something to which each of us relate
Its all enveloped in the great cold distance
Developed in the river swiftly grinding our roots away
Drab and lifeless as a surprising softness sickening and meaningless
Blending together with the coarsest feathers to create the bed on which we lay
In lieu of living organs, please send your deepest thanks
And we both looked down into the grave
A connection in contrast to
The depth of recession all around us
And the ending's always the same
Each and every host finds themselves in a less than stellar place
Every spectacle and spec of plot laden hero
Is slowly digested
Among the monstrosities and grotesque scenery
Something else can take shape
And grow metaphysically
Fake though it may be in the face
Of such bleak uncertainty
Electricity
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 5:23 AM UTC
Hello there great friend, boo.
I didn't mean to leave you, to shoo.
But i just didn't know what to do.
One fine day i was scrolling through,
Then bo ding, you messaged me dude,
You mocked me laughed at me,you cut through,
Cut through my heart, i just had to subdue,
***** you replaced me,
I can replace you too,
you didn't mean it, but ***** I do.
You happy? What your drama caused you?
That's it you committed the taboo,
You just had to,
You messed with Kelvin, he messes with you too.
****** don't come crying back, go back to your idiotic crew,
**I got my friends now, ***** hope you got your's too.**
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 6:49 AM UTC