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  May 2020 tainted black
Samantha Cunha
There's a violence
amidst the white noise
Open sky
white, vast, and daunting
My eyes are shut and I can no longer
feel your presence

There is a loss of god
in my soul, and an empty
void which only expands
the more I fill
it

The nights melt into
the days like candle wax
and I'm dripping, dripping, dripping
melting, I am melting

Violence amidst the silence
as I seek the long, winded road
leading nowhere in particular
tainted black May 2020
I filled in my lungs with cigarette smoke
Then bathed my body with water; it's cold
I closed my eyes, and I heard my self broke
With walls breaking down and tears I can't hold
Whispers came and they had bothered me then
Matched with headache and undying flu
Funny how I felt like caged in a den
A soul behind an eye none can see through
So I took a blade and I nursed my burns
Carved out shapes that looked like comets and stars
The blade skidding in every twist and turns
To be called art when they turn into scars


But right now I am wishing myself dead
To get a pistol and blow up my head
drafted this a year back when i felt helpless, distraught and alone. glad i've got passed through it.
tainted black May 2020
i had once told you
that to the stars i talk,
filled with boisterous
l   a   u   g   h   t   e    r



something too peculiar
for your ears to hear
yet a daring smile is
what you gave me after





all loquaciousness
in my body
to the astral entities
i permit them see



it was always loud,
an enjoying ruckus
a moment of nothing
but pure glee


but when we met
in an unexpected collision
something in me stirred
and changed me be



i've learnt to talk in a
h    u    s     h
with your name like
a forbidden word to rush



feeling like i don't want
for the comets to hear
and to admire you like
how i admire you, dear
it is hard to secretly admire someone.
  May 2020 tainted black
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
  May 2020 tainted black
Verdant Quo
like water
I poured myself into her until she was overflowing at the brim

like reinforced steel
I bridged my heart to hers and welded myself to her soul

like the sun
I filled myself with light to cover her darkness

like a blanket
I shielded her from the harsh world underneath the covers

like magnets
I orbited her aura until we inevitably collided

like a seed
I felt myself growing up from her

Then, like an idiot
I could tell she felt nothing.
  May 2020 tainted black
Samantha Cunha
Dark iris
veins tainted
and seaside dreams
guide me into
your nights

When my veil
is thin, and the truth
is floating in the
elusive wind

I follow the noise
and seek the storm
for my youth evades me
with each passing sigh

Dark iris
and burning pupils of desire,
I follow you to the unknown
place of worship

I pray to the dark moon
in awe of the sight
and dream of him
in black and white
tainted black May 2020
...
shame,
i've forgotten how
my words used to unfurl
like a folded piece of origami

how
it felt to write
like my blood was filled
with nothing but metaphors and ink

how
my words used to fit
with each other
utterly perfect together



all i see now,
are jumbled letters
looking too foreign and alien
in my eyes; unfamiliarity


what used to be
burning passion and life
in every piece now screams;
u   b   i    q    u    i   t   y



distinctiveness,
g    o    n    e
emotion,
g    o    n     e


the story in a work done,
the feeling that emanated then,
the desire that kept it going,
g     o     n    e
it is all gone.
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