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mythie Apr 2018
An angel cloaked in black.
A crystalised sinner.

But I watch over a pure being.
Someone who can't be dirtied.
Not by filth or other humans.
A completely clean entity.

I wish for revenge against God.
The cruel God who abandoned me.
Who reinforced rules.
That only help him in the end.

So I combine my filthy soul.
With a clean vessel.
Me and the purity.
We become one.

A sinner cloaked in black.
A venomous angel.
about an oc of mine.
mythie Mar 2018
Bright lights!
Neon signs!
Pounding sounds
with citrus scents.

Focus on me.
Zoom in.
Zoom out.
I'll be all they see.

All eyes on me!

Wet cement!
Handprints!
Deafening silence
with the smell of freshly burnt oak.

Focus on me.
Flashing lights.
Blinding colour.
I'll be all they see.

All eyes on me!

Big billboards!
Magazine covers!
Spotlight on me
and the crew sets up scene.

Focus on me.
Dig your nails into me.
Leave your scent on me.
I'll be all they see.

I'm everyone's favourite.
I'm in control.
The society is crumbling.
They hum a lulling beat.

With their eyes on me.
lights, camera, action!
mythie Mar 2018
Pools of ink drench white paper.
Darkness covering a world of light.

Your piercing red body shone through a bleak world.
And as you approached me I turned blue.

You were the only colour in a world full of white.
Every time it rained you never got stained in black.

The ink never touched you.
Never filthied you.

You always stayed vibrant.
That perfect scarlet red.

You finally approached me.
A pastel blue boy.

Your smooth, tender hands all over my body.
Marking me in lilac bites.

The dull world outside shunned us.
Because we were different.

But I find comfort in your coloured arms.
Because when I'm with you, I'm no longer blue.

When you touch me, I explode with colour.
I become a lilac man.
mythie Mar 2018
Your voice.
The way you smile.
You sing.
I love it all.

I bow down to you, my queen.
I'll do anything you ask of me.
I tenderly kiss your hand.
Because I am your mere knight.

Your laugh.
The way you dance.
You see.
I love it all.

I'd lay down my life for you, my queen.
I'll do anything you ask of me.
I'd die just to feed your smile.
Because I am your mere knight.

Your love.
The way you hug me.
You kiss me.
I love it all.

But I know, my queen.
If I died for you.
You'd mourn and weep.
You wouldn't be the same.

Because even if I live to serve you.
You live off my affection.
My love for you.
So don't cry, my queen.

I'll love you until death do us part.
for sarah.
mythie Feb 2018
When you're cloaked in darkness.
I'll be your lighthouse.
I'll wrap you up tight.
Give you the light.

I always thought constellations were a bit overrated.
Seeing pictures out of stars?
How delusional.
However, that has changed.

The shivering human in my grasp.
The kisses, "I love you"s you give to me.
They're all real.
I can hardly believe it.

I always looked at you.
I knew I needed you.
But I was scared.
I didn't want to hurt you.

I didn't want to engulf you in the black mass inside me.
But the sadness goes away whenever you're here.
So I started needing you more.
Wanting you more.

It was a pounding feeling in my chest.
Made it hard to breathe without you near.
I was scared of being hurt.
But I loved you ever since way back when.

Now when I look at the sky, I can smile.
Because my world is just a tiny constellation.
And you're the biggest star.
Making my world a little brighter.

And I know, when I'm cloaked in the darkness.
You'll rise up above all else.
You'll be my lighthouse.
And let me in.
i love you so much, my bright star.
mythie Feb 2018
Crying softly, I rest a hand on your cheek.
"Everything's going to be okay."
"You didn't need them anyway!"
Until your face turns into ashes.

An unrecognisable mass that once was you.
What happened to the you I knew?
I hear glass shatter.
As your silhouette gets further.

I don't understand why you always look so sad.
Life would be so much easier if you were glad.
But when I touch your pretty face.
Your porcelain skin starts to break.

I look through the glass.
"I'm doing okay.
I am okay.
Even though I needed them, anyway."
Then the glass breaks.

Words echoing through the cave that is my mind.
Trying to put all the pieces back together.
But they can never fit just quite right.
It's always you, but not the one that I knew.

"Today is a good day."
I lie.
"You can do it."
I lie.

"You're stable, happy with life.
One day, you'll make the perfect wife."
I look into the mirror.
Then my face turns to black.
mythie Feb 2018
You don't have to say
"I love you."

Because when you take a kiss from me.
It's just us filling this landscape.

Colouring the outlines of a dull world.
In bright pastels.

Our entire life is one big memory.
Reliving our love over and over.

Please rely on me a little more.
Don't go crying in a split second.

You don't have to say
"I love you."

Because when you take a kiss from me.
It's just us filling this landscape.

A dream world that consists of only us.
This world is a story about us.

Please don't leave me.
Where did you even go?

Life flashes before our eyes.
Running by so fast.
So I press pause.
And rewind back to the start.

You don't have to say
"I love you."

Because when I hear it I go cold.
It's only us.

I never want to wake up.
From this dream-like escape.

Don't take me from your warmth.
Close the blinds - the suns too bright.

Give me five more minutes, please.
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