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Nov 2019 · 147
Hallow’s Eve Swim
Elle H Nov 2019
On that night with bloodshot eyes
Who wants a shake, who wants some fries
I surfed the waves, stopped to swim
The light was on, but now it’s dim

A talking meatball, nitwit shake
Contentious fries, all in my face
Mindless droning of rusted gears
Drilling holes between my ears

Where’s a awl, where’s a knife
Someone please, poke out my eyes
Loose me from this garish spell
A wine induced living hell

Give me a hammer, NO! A rock
Something to slay the screeching box
Give me strength to fight the fool
Else a bucket, to catch the drool

All logic is wasted, as I slip
Down the drain, a steady drip
Mindless, gutless babbling dolt
To dense to run, to slow to bolt

Caught between the haze and hell
Falling deeper in the well
I close my eyes to stop the pain
The steady slipping of my brain

Wake me, wake me, wake me please
Life’s too short for this disease
**** me till my senses wake
Free me now, before I break

Up one night, with bloodshot eyes
Please…no more shakes and no more fries
The light is on, but quickly dims
I’d rather drown, than chance to swim
Sep 2019 · 227
The Other Side
Elle H Sep 2019
The future holds a blinding grief
A day that shatters all belief
Stripped of fire and lustful thought
Midnight dreams, burned to naught

A day when I no longer care
Have nothing left to give, or share
When your fire no longer burns
When my heart no longer yearns

Creeping like a deadly bane
A poison seeping through my brain
Bringing light to weary eyes
Stripping bear the thin disguise

When at last I choose to see
All the reasons assaulting me
A jolt to wake the sleeping lamb
A day to remember who I am

One day my heart will cease to crave
Will lay the passion to the grave
Time, a salve to help me heal
My soul will learn again to feel

So many years, I gave to waste
A decade that I can't replace
Loving you, my greatest sin
I should have known from where I've been

So close now, I see the signs
My heart has read between the lines
There's nothing left of you in me
No reason I cannot break free

The day of reckoning, is at my door
Dark clouds gather on the shore
A storm that rips you from my soul
And leaves behind a gaping hole

I'll hold my breath until tomorrow
The clouds will pass, as will the sorrow
And with the sun and cleansing tide
My rainbow waits, the other side
Sep 2019 · 489
Broken
Elle H Sep 2019
You’ve got me locked up in this cage
My mouth full of dirt, my heart full of rage
I’ve been beggin n’ pleadin, won’t you let me go
The veins so tight, they’re gonna blow
You pick me up, then push me down
Hold me under, until I drown
I don’t understand the reasons why
You clip my wings, then demand I fly
You’ve got me nailed to your cross
A load to carry, when I feel so lost
I never know which way to turn
You stoke my flame, then watch me burn
The fare you serve, so sticky sweet
You fill my plate, but won’t let me eat
You light a candle, just out of reach
Is there a lesson, you’re tryin’ to teach?
I don’t know why, you love these chains
Like a man on fire, a heart deranged
Bound and gagged, seems the only way
To keep your angry beasts at bay
I’m a prisoner of your wild desires
…Trapped inside a lustful fire
You want to have, but not to hold
I’ve never felt…a fire as cold
Baby, baby, why can’t you see
What this torment does to me
Don’t you feel the loss of my decay
I’m a broken sparrow, trapped in a cage
May 2018 · 281
I Didn’t Know
Elle H May 2018

I didn't know a tree would grow
From just a little seed
I didn't know that it would grow
In spite of all the weeds
And I didn't know a little snow
Could ***** that raging flame
I didn't know that it would blow
To leave a lasting stain
I didn't know the fire's glow
Would chill me to the bone
I didn't know it's heady glow
Would turn my heart to stone

Just...call me slow, but I didn't know
The wiles, the ways of man
And so it goes, I didn't know
What my heart can't understand…

May 2018 · 1.3k
Lone Heart (10W)
Elle H May 2018
It’s comforting knowing you’re
alone with just yourself to love!
May 2018 · 243
Learned Your Game
Elle H May 2018
Again I wake in this retched place
Where the devil glares
with grimaced face
Reading my heart, stripping it bare
Savoring the scent
of the secrets there
I'm slipping and sliding,
the ice too thin
Carefully creeping, lest I fall in
I'm holding on tight
with a white knuckle grip
Knowing he waits,
for the moment I slip

And just as before, the first time I fell
He stood at the ready, casting a spell
Quick as a wink, he swiftly swooped in
Leading me down his pathway of sin

Dashing and daring,
he's handsome and strong
He tied me in strings;
then led me along
His clutch was so quick,
I had nowhere to run
From the cold calculation,
he fancies as fun
He baits a fine trap,
with flattery and fawn
Seeking the weak to use as his pawn
Once I was trapped, caught in his snare
I was twisting and turning,
gasping for air

He's a devil disguised,
with eyes dark in hue
But nothing he says is faithful or true
So ladies beware, he's cold as a snake
And the treasure he offers,
is gaudy and fake

But this time I stand strong,
I'm adept to his game
Won't be fooled by his charms
or bullied by shame
I'm squaring my shoulders,
I'm calling his bluff
A lesson hard learned,
and enough is enough
I say…bring it on you sly devil,
this time you'll be beat
I'm wise to the tricks
of a liar and deceit
You can't take my heart,
I've locked it away
Now…I am the slayer
and you are the prey

So stare if you must,
you'll have no affect
The passion in me,
you can't resurrect
Your whispers fall dead,
like leaves on a grave
You'll have none of me,
or the homage you crave

May you lie there twisting,
kicking up dust
With your mind full of soot
and your heart full of rust
I've broken the chains
that have long held me down
I picked up the mirror
and turned it around
So, just look at yourself,
you're sordid, unclean
There's nothing to you
behind the smokescreen
Smoke and mirrors
together is a dangerous pair
They'll make you believe
in what's really not there

The laugh is on you, cause I've
learned your game
And the favor you seek,
you'll never reclaim
I'm no more the victim,
of your wretched deceit
And the armor I wear,
you'll never defeat
May 2018 · 180
Don Juannabe
Elle H May 2018
In the shadow of his dreams
He wears on his smile
Lust without longevity, soft screams
Veils of gentleman guile

A pair of dead eyes holds in place
A cold heart and two warm arms
Alive but absent in space
Of the deception of courting charms

But flirting with the naive
Quickly enough, if not tragic...
An ambush she couldn’t believe
By romance and its alleged magic

The story comes to a close
Conquered and blown out
A candle amongst echos
Just another notch he endowed
May 2018 · 129
Glass House
Elle H May 2018
Fast and fierce, powerful and strong
Claiming your rights, while judging my wrongs
Standing stick straight, disguised in a mask
Throwing your stones, without breaking the glass

Trying to hide the kinks in your veins
Afraid of the truth, ashamed of the stains
Living your life, on a wild ego trip
While foolishly letting the dark secrets slip

You're a knight dressed in armor of stainless steel
Believing this farce of a life is for real
But I know the truth, the demons within
And the deep dark obsessions that drive you to sin

Your nature denied, it keeps you on guard
From secrets that teeter, like a house of cards
But the bane still simmers beneath your skin
Threatening exposure…like an evil twin

Yet, you deem me unworthy for the light of day
Only as good as a victim of prey
While exploiting my nature, you gobble in greed
Feigning your virtues, while betraying your creed

You whisper confessions across the lines
Corrosion that seeps from a wicked mind
Then snub your nose like a man of class
Still throwing those stones….from your house of glass
Apr 2018 · 663
I’ve seen the Serpent
Elle H Apr 2018
No worries, I’ll not suffer, dear
but rise up from the fall
and feel the sunshine on my face
and dance and sing my southern drawl

I see your heart has turned to stone
numbed against each sting
You’re a snake that sheds his skin
so you don’t have to feel a thing

However, watch me as carry on
as you’ve closed that open door
because you’ve darken every page
and I’ll yearn for you no more

I know now the man you are
behind the velvet voice of you
I see the serpent that slithers by
still smiling when your through

I recognize your yellow eyes
watered down in alcohol
smiling in disguise of lies
I finally see you, after all
Apr 2018 · 211
Proud = Jealous Senryu
Elle H Apr 2018
He’s too proud to share
Her with her husband but not
His wife with women!
Smh
Apr 2018 · 375
Doh (10w)
Elle H Apr 2018
Be careful of ultimatums;
you might not like
her choice!
Wisdom of wine Wednesday
Elle H Apr 2018
He said, as “words or wisdom” ...
     Don’t dream ... don’t wish...
I say
     Dare to dream and make wishes
     Exercise your imagination
     No one knows the future for it has yet to unfold


He said...
     Never ask anyone to save you
I say...
     Who needs saving? You or me?
     I am a survivor on my own merit.


He said...
     I can not pander toward other people’s loneliness.
I say...
     It wasn’t loneliness you were pandering toward.
    You are a hunter.
     I was bored.


He said...
     It (you) takes away from my other relationships (yes, plural)
And the tells me...
     Love exclusively or don’t love at all.
I say...
     What’s good for the goose is not good for the gander, huh?
     You do not practice what you preach
     therefore, there is no wisdom in your speech.


Just MY thoughts
Elle H Mar 2018
He sheds his serpent skin
Only to regenerate a thicker version
Of emotionally unavailable armor,
While drinking his bourbon.
Mar 2018 · 1.2k
A Ripple
Elle H Mar 2018
you were just a ripple in time
not one I’m likely to forget
but one I must let go  
lest infection spread!
Mar 2018 · 211
Bittersweet
Elle H Mar 2018
He drank the wine
From the vine
Deep rooted
Beyond his border
Where the sun shined
warmth by design
Which bloomed sweet fruit
He stole from another
Elle H Mar 2018
but you never did
not really,
not even ******’ close.
Mar 2018 · 230
Casanova Complex
Elle H Mar 2018
Hunter of women burns to show their skill,
Yet when the panting prize has been caught
Mere force of habit drives them to the ****:
The soft flesh is less savory than their sport.
Mar 2018 · 943
Lesson Learned ✔️ (10w)
Elle H Mar 2018
A survival skill learned;
do not poke the angry bear.
When you see the true colors of an ugly person

— The End —