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feel your heart race
like a busy dreamer caught up in
such a perfectly beautiful dream
like a soul boxer making his last stand
throwing fruitful punches at the star strewn skies

watch as the brightest stars fall
watch as the words you labored so hard to write
are taken from their context
poor boy don't you know words serve
whatever mouth willin' to speak them

and to that end you can sucker punch the dawn
but itll hit back with blue skies and summer breeze
feel your heart race
keep pace with your wildest dreams
falling like the brightest stars
  Apr 2015 the-devil-is-real
Erenn
Tears streaked down her face like lemon drops
Her freckles akin to constellations
Glistens as they sparkled like diamonds
Even in her worst state she looks ethereal
Believing in her onus of relegated contempt. She knew she was right
But she couldnt move on.
Remembering yesterdays will only be grim.

She can never forget his sudden demise
How she wished she was swimming on whims.
Her conscience reminded her this was the best,
"The past will never be rewritten,
Fate is condemned
And it will never be changed
It will never be forgotten"


But she forgot she's still breathing
Her life endlessly bounded
To her heart's profound.
She's the master of her own
She can't change fate's surprise
But she can bring it to demise
She finally broke free like a lark
From speckles of lips that only tweets
But never succor in sustenance's bleak

She ran and flew
As high as the skies mimics the ocean's bare.
As darkness lurked forever hidden
She's finally free to go anywhere

To seek what enacts happiness
To solve jigsaws of desired puzzles
To breathe this life like forever has a last
To love and be loved again
*To live the way she wants to live
Something that just popped in my head.
I miss doing solo writes. so here I am.:)
You can't change the past.
But you are the master your own fate.
  Apr 2015 the-devil-is-real
aj
HE is the ultimate omen, the satan-slayer, the real mephistopheles.
he drips into my panicked mind like rancid blood, oozing into every
nerve and crevice.

stop; i'm already breathless.

there's no way you could dance through the shadows unseen, unheard, undetected.

but still, you bypass my every defense and creep behind me,

your aura radiates disease and ******, i feel your cold breath against my neck, and red is all i see.

my mind runs rampant with the ideas of the terrors that be.

i turn to face the awful red-death, the demon that makes god's army of angels flee.

he licks his lips and pounces only at me, i turn back and count to three.
Just a piece about a demon I imagine whenever I'm walking downstairs to get food at 4 am
Down                                 stairs. No
           the                    the                     one
                 stairs.   Up                                   really
                                                          ­                         cares.
I don't even know
For years, I was happy
Always smiling
Never really sad as I am now
The sun was always up, lights always shining

But now, I'm dying
Always depressed, found crying
The lights are out, the sun was destroyed
What's the point of living if the thing you lived for....was dead?
I am so depressed right now....
  Apr 2015 the-devil-is-real
Lunar
sometimes you're like homework
so confusing
and i just stare at you
absent-mindedly
hating you
yet you're important to me
it's so hard to finish you
and i lose inspiration every now and then
but when i get high as my grades
i come running back to you

i can't wait to graduate from school
get rid of this infatuation
we would be adults by then
and hopefully this mess will be sorted out
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