#souless
Beneath the garden
shed, her bones bleed
Without much notice of
decay.
Smells of rotten garbage
Permeated the building
Of her demise
Without much notice of
isolation.
Souless, lifeless carcass
Becomes her as she loses
Unconsciousness beneath the
Rotting soil.
And the malevolence
Took over.
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
By Arcassin B.
Dos and don't , they could both be right and wrong
if you do the math,
special hearts bring a light to your soul and make
you feel like you want to cook your mother a meal
she didn't plan on having but you thought the gesture
was kind anyway, i digress , where's my place?
I wish that were my reality instead of a filled hate,
i wish that people could see what I see, and can relate,
i wish things didn't have to be what they portray,
i wish family could grow closer by the day and take
away the pain,
but it was always darkness,
always darkness,
what's the occasion for the evening,
light fires , anarchists.
/
You're a different species my heart,
you're a new prophecy,
more than what I could be right now.
speak to me like you speak to your mom,
love me like your last dead pet,
i want it all love.
©abpoetry2020
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 2:12 AM UTC
All I wanted to do
Was go to the Moon
It's where they all said, it was at
"Why, it was amazing up there!"
It was the place to go
The place to be
You just had to go there
It just had to be seen.
So! So I went to the Moon
And they all smiled at me
And nodded their heads
"Isn't it beautiful ?", they all said
Yes, I replied, it's... it's beautiful
It's just like... like a great big
A great big...... Quarry!!!
Lots of rocks and shale and dust and
stuff...
About as empty as my soul
And empty as yours as well I fear.
II
(Maybe I could set up a hamburger
stall there
Sell Moonburgers and nice crispy
Saturn onion rings
And Milky Way milkshakes
At least then...at least then they'd be filled with something).
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 11:19 AM UTC
and you wonder why your soul is dead inside.
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 12:37 AM UTC
I wish I believed in soul mates,
But that would require me to have a soul,
It’s not that I am cold or cruel,
It’s just if I believed souls were real;
Then i would also have to believe
In reincarnation,
And I’ll be ******
If I have to spend
Another
Lifetime
With
You.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC
I have reached a breaking point
that has slowly led every thought of you on to the ground.
My tears have reached onto this paper,
Before this letter surfaced up to the light.
Day by day
This message has become a nightmare
And maybe this will fall onto Depth Ears.
Maybe you'll never read this,
Perhaps you'll never find it.
Maybe one day, you will see
I was sincere with my words,
spilling them out like a waterfall.
It's a unwanted power
As if a Queen left golden strands of hair behind.
All these years of assumptions
have become worse
A Gore to bare with.
A Lost color for my soul
BY
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 8:01 AM UTC
I know a girl, everyone does.
All she wants is fun.
She won't be having cereal today,
she'll have everything under the sun.
She don't read the paper.
She don't watch no news.
Why would she care about someone elses troubles
if they will never buy her shoes?
She don't need no man.
She don't need no gun.
So many rides to take her there,
she don't walk, much less run.
She's got no time to cry.
She's won't listen to the Blues.
Nothing in the world matters to her,
unless it's something she can use.
She has lots of friends.
She'll dance with them all night.
But she cares not that they ain't real,
cuz she's forever high as a kite.
She don't care about no art,
unless it's something she can wear.
The thing she loves to look at most
is in the mirror there.
She's just loves making trouble.
She's always causing a stir.
But she don't bother about anything in the world,
cuz it revolves around her.
It's almost sad to watch her live her life,
always seeking to ring her own bell.
A living, breathing, girl on a mission
to fill a vacant, soulless shell.
She stares down into her pond, from her big ivory tower.
She'll never be happy and even less so,
as a helpless little flower.
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
I am embarrassed to say
that I fell head over heels
for a psychopath.
This girl had a smile that melted my heart
and a knife that stabbed me in the back.
She had warm lips that kissed me
And sharp teeth that bit me.
Did I mention that she was nuts?
She was a sociopathic, multible peraonalitied, souless harlot
who ****** out my soul and **** me out.
....but she was pretty though
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 11:24 PM UTC
It’s the beautiful ones who
Always give us
This dead look
They offer up
those piercing long
gone eyes to search you
For any soul that they may
Have left
And it is a cold vengeance
They’re hunting for
To steal from you
The lost thing
That never made them
human anyway
I’m afraid I may catch it somehow
The frosty vacant look
That tells me that I’m on my way out
And yet they are already gone…
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Thoughts of suicide broken life,
My tears hidden by the blood on the knife.
Will you miss me, will you care?
Eventually you will forget that I'm not there.
So what does it matter if I go away.
Not farewell, but goodbye today.
How long will it take to be reborn?
To another human body scorn.
Failure to communicate,
when you arrive it will be too late.
Saddened although I have you,
my heart is riddled with broken views.
Peace is what I want and freedom sense.
But I just seem to always fail again.
So in these words I bid you go.
Goodbye forever, yours truly - soul.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC
after tearing every ligament,and pulling every muscle in my arms, my legs, and torso, it dawned upon me suddenly when i realized that you dont reach for love with your body, you reach for it with your soul...
...now i'm ******
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
If ever I stumble upon your soul
I will find a way to let you know
and I'll do my best to give it to you
so that you and your soul can travel through
this crazy life united as one--
as a souless life seems (somehow) so undone...
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 1:16 AM UTC
These monsters that live in my brain,
Are constantly circulating,
screaming,
Dying of pain.
My soul struggles,
reaching for an escape,
Before this snake,
Induces a forced ****
My heart feels nothing but anger,
And it's weighted down,
by a heavy steel anchor.
An anchor so muscular,
It's dragged me down to my grave,
So here I am.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC
I am here
Though i am gone
Just a shell
Empty and souless
I listen to you
Without hearing
I look past
Not really seeing
Fearing feelings
I never dared to feel
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC