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Niki Oct 2020
You were supposed to lead the way

But in hurry you left

Leaving me alone to pray

That you get what you deserve
Niki Jun 2020
Nobody hates us more than we do
The punishment we subject ourselves to
A prison cell made for us, by us
Bars made of guilt
Sturdy lock of self-pity
Will this be enough to set us free?
Convert pain from mental to physical
See what we feel
It feels pure in a way
Make the pain visible
Put it on display
And drown in it
Drown in its misery
And only at the brink of the cliff
we discover the key to our salvation
which can lead to our redemption
forged of tears, ire and whimpers
with a silver coating of forgiveness
Niki Apr 2020
Le monde réel et mythique ensemble
sont entrelacés en harmonie totale
La danse invisible et, sans doute, séduisante
qui consiste à un mystère vraiment formidable !
First french poem. Hope I didn't butch the language!
Niki Feb 2020
Running down the road
Hands intertwined
Locking eyes with you
Made my really shy
Cupid's bow in place
Getting deeper in my skin
With every experience shared
By only you and me
The sweetest death of all
To get struck by love
A pretty picture indeed
That does no longer exist
Niki Feb 2020
Like a torch, my soul is burning
To the pit you just condemned me
Fire is spreading, like a rash
Until there's nothing left but ash
For help I scream, I'm at a loss
Waiting to hear something in response
But the silence is defeaning to my ears
Gave more space to intensify my fears
Niki Jan 2020
You turned and looked at me
Eyes full of tears
By the time the clock was ringing
I was trembling in fear
Fear, not of the unknown
I remembered really well
The deal, in which they'd come
To drag me down to hell
Hell hounds were unleashed
Lashing out at me
Ripping off my skin
Until I couldn't breathe
You held me in your arms
Refusing to let go
Kept calling out my name
Hoping I'll respond
Inspired by TV series, Supernatural
Niki Nov 2019
My eyes begin to tremble
Is this another dream?
Inside my friend, the devil
was lying underneath.

No, it's not a dream
Nightmares never cease
The beast that stood before me
saw nothing more than feast.

A feast consisting of my flesh
and drenched into my blood
My heart enfeebled in my chest
as his face began to rot.
Inspired by the TV series "Hannibal"
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