"breahe" poems
Why would you tell me to breathe
if you're the only one who wants me to die?
wind your spells around my neck
and tighten your grip.
this is a wasteland.
You want me to breathe but
you're the one killing me.
Hypocritical ******** flows
from your mouth so beautifully.
this is a wasteland, a chemical reunion.
through death you say,
i'll live again.
put your venom in my mouth
you're the only one that wants me around
you're the only one that wants me to die.
Don't tell me to breahe,
its only toxic waste in these lungs.
your fangs in my tongue, deteriorate.
I'll dissolve and you'll explode
in pretty coloured smoke. enjoy.
You'll vanish before i can blink an eye.
You're the only one that wants me to die.
Aug 8, 2012
Aug 8, 2012 at 10:19 PM UTC
I see you,
as you dance behind he veil of your soul.
Do you shine so bright,
to attract faeries to
your sitting party...
Can we play together,
I have learned to dance
now
Can we wave,
and play
and dance
and sing
to see what may
come about?
Your beauty has no equal,
for it shines through you
from the place in which your soul resides,
And my love for you,
can serve to reflect
Her's for Him.
Have we dance before,
In the space between drum beats?
Somewhere beween a baby's first breahe,
and his vision of you.
I long to be near you,
can we be close?
And yet far off!
You on one peak,
and I on another,
So that we may sing
the songs of our hearts to one another,
to this Earth,
to the love within our chests,
and he invisable rhelm of infiniy.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC