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Xan Abyss Oct 2014
Wolf whistles
And crocodile smiles
Acting like an animal
has never been my style.
I don't
Cat call
or creeper crawl
I'd rather slither on into your mind
I want to
Haunt you
Until you're mine
All Mine

I don't need
to violate your body
To consume
all of your thoughts
I don't need
to victimize you
To dominate you
Or be your God.

I'll attach me to each memory
You cherish in your life
Your mind I will monopolize
And then the world before your eyes

You set me ablaze
So you'll be my prey
Until I'm the central figure
of your story
Don't be afraid -
But there are many ways
A man can be
Predatory
The dating game is treated a lot like hunting. So I decided to write a little something on the nature of being a heterosexual male approaching a female stranger.
  Oct 2014 Xan Abyss
Tommy Johnson
Helen of Troy is singing into a pantyhose pop filter
With her stereo-tone voice
She has a death wish
Chipped nails
Spellbinding rasp
And a ****** lisp
She takes her daily dose of Vitamin D and Composition B
She sings about what she sees
Severed heads chanting "freedom"
The industrial illusion
Dog eared and frayed pages of misspelled words
Cancer emitting devices causing problems for the ones on hold to be put on a sucker's list who can never seem to get a word in edgewise
But when you ask her what's wrong she just says "I don't wanna talk about it"
She goes on to collect bottle caps and pop tabs to bring to the fun fair
I hope to hell she isn't another spark set to ignite but just fizzles out

       -Tommy Johnson
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
She smiles at him as he enters
A sign of affection reduced to a dim glow
The way she bares her teeth these days
Has turned more feral than feminine

Her eyes are glazed, and no longer vocal
A vacant gaze, without love or pain
Silent at last, dead screams of disapproval
Disgorge their own spirits, which soon evaporate

And as they burn in wretched silence
All is swallowed by a swirling void
Shades of crimson defile her ****** grin
As she stares limply, lifeless and broken

This cul de sac
This neighborhood
This city of sins and secrets,
No place worth mention,
And no place
for a Lover's Heart.
This is one of my favorites of my own pieces. It tells two different stories at once, and yet both stories come from the same place. Poetry!
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
Once upon a time there was a lonely creature
Mind always shrouded in darkness
Hopeless was he, without a prayer for salvation
Dwelling forever in the abyss

But then one glorious afternoon
An angel's light broke through the gloom
They were both far from home
In a land they didn't know
She held out her hand
And asked him to follow

And the demon loved an angel
She brought salvation to his pain
The demon loved an angel
She was his white rose in the rain
The demon loved an angel
His heart no longer black
The demon loved an angel
But she could never...love him back

They journeyed together in a far off land
Where all they had was each other
It was there amongst forests and lakes
The one fell in love with the other

The demon and the angel, together but alone
The demon's cold and bitter heart, no longer made of stone
The angel brought him peace
Showed love to a beast
From his pain emancipated
From his sorrow, now released

And the demon loved an angel
She brought salvation to his pain
The demon loved an angel
She was his white rose in the rain
The demon loved an angel
His heart no longer black
The demon loved an angel
But she could never...love him back

They knew they had to return home
But he could not say goodbye
The thought of losing her forever
Ripped through him inside

But in the end, they parted ways
And he returned home
Back to the abysmal gloom
Once again alone
Before long she disappeared
Never to be found
Then the pain, the sorrow and loss
Pulled his soul back down...

And to this day he wonders why
Why he couldn't say goodbye
And to this day he's lived a life
Of joy and sorrow, peace and strife
But since that day he's watched the stars
And can't forget the ancient scars
Try as he might, he can't let go
Of the day so long ago....

That the demon loved an angel
She brought salvation to his pain
The demon loved an angel
She was his white rose in the rain
The demon loved an angel
His heart no longer black
The demon loved an angel
But she could never love him back
I wrote this when I was 16. It' the best thing I wrote at that age.
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
Lit by the stars, she came as would a dream
On velvet wings, so celestial
Beneath the pearl white moonlight
I saw her in the sky
And as the sun set below the edge of the world
I saw a divine panorama
The night sky, full of sorrow and majesty
I see

I long for the night to be gone
And the day to return
In this sorrow I burn....

In the dark of the night I see her there
In the absence of light I feel her stare
She will not be the one to set me free
She returns to torture me
When I close my eyes I cannot escape
The dying eyes in her beautiful face
I am locked in silence though I want to scream
When I am forced to dream

Like an ice-cold fire she dwells within
Freezing and burning my heart all at once
And oh, how the darkness bleeds its way
Into my fragile soul
And the shadows of the past
Are reflecting in the mirror
These eyes, saw her die
Beneath an ebony sky

Now depression settles in
And it dwells beneath my skin
In this miserable life
I long only to die

And my dear Gabriella, she appears in the stellar
Light that shines upon the pale creation
Resting in the autumn night
My angel of depression, I am sure that she was sent down
By the heavens to destroy my mind, my heart, my soul
She has

And in the dark of the night I see her there
In the absence of light I feel her stare
She will not be the one to set me free
She returns to torture me
When I close my eyes I cannot escape
The dying eyes in her beautiful face
I am locked in silence though I want to scream
When I am forced to dream
I write a lot of late night ghost love songs.
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
In the dark we wait for death to claim us
In the confines of these rusty chains
In the shadows she destroys our hope
So beautiful and yet so hideous

A thousand dawns have come and gone
So many lives have withered
I taste the taste of hopeless air
The taste is stale and bitter

She loves to see the blood that flows
From the wounds in our weary flesh
No smile will cross her face
Until she hears us scream in pain
As the sand in the wretched hourglass fell
Such agony became my friend
For the snow white teeth in her wicked smile
Is now all I have left

My pain, it fades
My thoughts, they decay
Ignite & burn away with the sin
One look in her eyes
And I am hypnotized
By the blackness that lives therein
My skin becomes gray
My life slips away
The flickering flame dulls within
I remember my life
And am horrified
By the blackness that lives therein

And I am lost in the dark therein
Where my shadow exists no more
I don't remember why I wrote this, and I wrote it forever ago.  Is it even any good? Idk.
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
Bound by these rusty chains, all my memories have faded
In this isolated world, far from salvation
Condemned to the darkness, to the walls of this
Pitch black chamber, I am left with no one
But myself
In the company of no one
I learn to hate my one companion
Such loathing that I feel
For the man that sits within me
Face to face with a stranger
That I've been all my life
In the darkness, in the blackness
In the cold absence of light
Staring into the burning eyes
Of my adversary
Within these claustrophobic walls
My enemy is Me
Time has rotted into nothing
And eternity is bleak
When there is no hint of light
Illusions are all I can see
In my excruciating madness
Terror takes the form of me
In my sickness and my sadness
I chew my flesh until I bleed
In my self mutilation I find distraction
Find salvation
From the horrors I am chained to
Deep within my mind
Slowly I feel the sorrow leave me
As even darkness starts to fade
And as the blinding light increases
I see it all will be okay
But now it is too late for me
For life is flowing crimson red
Out of my gaping wounds
I trade liberty for death.
I don't like being alone for too long.
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