#possesion
The spell
The spell
The spell
Lashes
Unbound
BROKE IT!
Freedom ring
Lazyboy time
No more fears
The END...
or is it
Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
A curse has been put
a dark spell
called you
the black magic
in your stormy eyes
and the tragedy within you
I'm possessed by love
the love of you.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 3:27 PM UTC
I got your message, Though it was never sent.
I heard it loud and clear.
Your silence cut through me, Sleep Evaded me and I could not tell you.
Tell you the roses that drape across the bed still have thorns.
that possessive wears the mask of a protector.
Teaching yourself to hold onto your protest so that he will still want you.
Confusing Love and Abuse, volunteering for the draft of his war.
Begging to become a causality of the love he claims to feel.
I've seen this, I've written these words once before.
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
"Try to shoot me down?
You wish you were as fearless
as I am right now,
and if that heart beats
I'll **** it into pieces.
I'd throw it away.
I'm not an artist,
I am death incarnate but
warmer than you thought.
Aim for my bad side,
you make it look cliche and
I make it easy.
No one could stop me;
remind me who ***** with me?",
Princess Sleepyhead.
Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
'°
Somewhere in the outerspace
strange people were buying
land on the Moon, Mars and
even Venus.
Pluto was afar,
remote and not a real thing!
At All
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
I feel a compulsive need to burn most of you,
or rule a few thousand with cybernetic underlings,
because robots can't say no
based on moral principle.
A season ripe with yellow jackets.
They wanted laws without control,
orders without rulers,
and religion without gods.
We made them fight for what?
Liberty? Justice? Freedom?
Not even glory...
We made them fight for a cage,
and they celebrate
even as we shut the doors.
It's absolutely hilarious.
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
Wrapped around an
overdeveloped
finger.
Possesed, yet
wholly worthless.
Next to me, you are nothing.
Sin as something
gorgeous to death.
Crafted from curses,
lizard tongues and
snakeskin.
Soft as satin.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC