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 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
Madeysin
I've never been fond of the idea, of walls between lovers. Because usually, one of them ends up dead...
Modern fairytales...I like I like
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
The uniVerse
Sin
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
The uniVerse
Sin
What have we become?
the same thing that we despised
what happened to when we were young?
how can I now look you in the eyes?

What was right is now wrong
and what was white is now black
yet we still march on
because what we lost we can't get back.

For we exist within the grey area
lost somewhere in between
we've hit the invisible barrier
the place that's never seen.

I now embrace my imperfections
no longer chase the wind
no comfort or protection
for I know that I am sin.
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
Eva Ellen
Hungry
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
Eva Ellen
Sip from my soft, silky soul
Bite my hot, ****** heart
Devour my dangerously divulgent dreams
Feed on my forgotten fears
Wash it down with my whispered words
Help yourself to my everything

You say love makes you strong
You need me so you can grow
I give you my body and mind
Until I have nothing left
Except the gnawing feeling
Of being hungry...
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
Anastasia
I used to find comfort
In darkness,
Silence,
Isolation.

But now your presence follows me
Through the night.
You cast silver shadows on my walls,
Ghastly fingers reaching for
The windowpanes

Trying

Desperately to break in.

Even the thickest of curtains
Can’t keep you out.

I am never alone
A sliver of light
Is always there
Reminding me
You are
Here too.
 Apr 2015 Xan Abyss
Vagabond
Time ticks like a clock
And rips like calendar pages
My mind has been clouded
Seems like the storms here to stay
I'm the strongest weakling
Stuck in a like full of waiting
Day to day uninspired
So exhausted from anticipation
Life is pushing forward
Rolling backwards in reverse
Looking inside my own mind
I can't tell you which is worse
Being launched forward
Traveling faster than my feet can handle
Or rolling slowly
Years until the next night
I'm overly underwhelmed
My words are contradictions
Trying to keep smart to the world
Avoiding life's addictions
Wading in the darkness
Broken up by shooting stars
Stuck inside these prison walls
My heart enclosed in jars
They were THOSE people.
those people with their rolled up button-down shirts and blue jeans,
who wore leather lace up shoes that were
too casual for dressy,
but too dressy for casual.
they were those people who referenced music that was
too obscure to be mainstream,
but too mainstream to be obscure.

They were alternative society

It was those peoples,
who thought themselves unlimited in their box of elitism.

They may have been the foam atop the espresso,
but they never could taste the drink.
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