#phyco
They thought she was loves venture
but instead she was less than belief.
Her arrows weren't as others thought.
Poisoned shards of lovers
worst contemplations of what love meant,
infatuation contorted within the head.
Where love meant a beating within,
she was a rose that wanted to
beat the thorns till flesh bleed...
They thought she was unhinged,
but she wanted trust..
until she bleed it from you.
She enjoyed the double barrel within
your mouth.
One for the heart, one for the mind..
Would you pull both, suffer the pain of
a crazy love that tore your emotions,
and then threw them in the air ablaze...
She knew that you could take the pain,
and then she drew blood deeper
as every blade in the heart
cut deeper but you let her bled
you out..
and the last thing you did was smile...
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 6:27 PM UTC
The only difference between sound and silence
Is that one is real and one is in your head
I always have a hard time figuring out which one is which
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 10:26 AM UTC
Internally corruptive
Mentally destructive
The voices in my head call out for death
"Schizophrenic, physcopath"
Whispers… who
People out or in my subconscious
Deadly sins,
Cant let them in
I should cease to exist.
Slaughter myself
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:42 AM UTC