#sickly
I stand in front of you, stunt, sickly.
My eyes are rayless, my skin is weakly.
No sign of joy or peg to life.
I'm tangled in whole in a net of lies.
I don't cry, but tears are all around.
It's like a life circle for me is shut down.
I don't scream - no strength, no strife.
It's like a mouse has gnawed of all my life.
I stand in front of you, disheveled.
I'm like a book, thumbed through, bedevilled.
And there's no use or purpose in it.
Her place is on the far shelf indeed.
I stand in front of you as I am right now.
Don't drive me away from you, put up with somehow.
I've no strength, no faith, no meaning, no purpose.
Leave me a pinch of love at least, with no pose.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC
Withering skin shrivels onto hugging ribs,
Tighter and tighter,
the flesh grows.
No meat between the bones,
Nor weeping upon this humble abode,
Just a silence that continues to grow.
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 12:41 AM UTC
a madwoman's bra fit entirely a flaw as
a greenbrier there she needn't to true but
to her on this roof by the stream then on
the way with her wickedness in boots
as she reverberates mountains upon her
stockings and lively spirit exhibited by taut
*** and misnomer of any malcontented rap
Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC
Your body tenses
Someone is behind you
Stalking your every move
You feel squeamish
So you look behind you
Quickly
But there is nothing there.
You sigh knowing
That it was something out of
Your sick twisted fantasy
However your mind races
Because you feel something
brush against your throat
You feel the sticky
Liquid slowly slide
From your neck
As you slowly die
You realize
That it what killed you
Wasn't human
It was your paranoia.
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
When the dew on the grass
Feels like the little blades are licking you
But you know it's just water
And Mosquitos cloud around you
Like blood hounds
When the sun shines on a clear blue sky
Everything's so bright
Too bright
Because it's winter and the snow is blinding
Like disharmony in sour chromatic feelings
When a candy apply turns rotten
Because all the candy ran out
And now it's just the under-ripened apple
CRUNCH!
There goes a tooth.
...
When love happens.
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
These copper wires that hang from my head,
heat up so quickly, my mind is so sickly.
Can't be cooled until you've poured water over of my head,
that leaves me drenched only to be dried up again.
This slight evaporation. Oh what this head has done to me.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
you were just a teen
but i was less than that
i was so confused on how to act
i looked at you and your long blonde hair
and somehow found myself in there.
your confusion left me feeling sure
your hand in mine, i felt secure
and I know it must’ve hurt that
all people wanted was
more more more
and-
i know you never needed anyone
after you lost your drug
but when a relationship dies, death still can’t conquer love
and love was all around you
but you purposely sought out hate
inhaled it down, held it in,
and for once, i couldn’t relate
i watched you plan your fate
through your destruction and watched you spiral
and when i went to pull you out
you let out this sickly smile
as if begging me to let you be
convincing yourself this was your destiny
as if pain in these doses was keeping you alive
who was this person i saw inside?
and all those times you attacked me with your eyes
and all those times you had me stuck in your lines
you were just ******* with our minds
cuz you enjoyed this maniacal ride
i still
would
reach for your hand
to bring you back,
it was always my plan
but with walls so thick and made of stone
to save you, i learned, i had to leave you alone.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
"But I still hitch for you now
even though my skin has honeycombed
and the nectar has dimmed and eaten away at my eyes and lips."
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC