The days pass
deep into streams of nonchalant stares
quenching thirst
when you’re not there.
Feel my surge
of wanton joy,
don’t expect a merciful sigh
rush of flesh
through life’s sweet mesh.
Tales of succubus
of sirens scream
whence forth they dream,
mortal sin
tears tainted skin
bone
for this we own
the unholy robe.
Come my love,
prance to the gates
predestined
every males
fate
to the one
only you love
to hate.
Scattering reflections
seal the feet in
concrete sands of time.
Stumbling forward
i collapse
into the puddle
of my crimson copper tears.
Sliding with cloudy mists
stealing my fears
of years.
Supple is their grasp
pulling body in tow
to immortality
below.
Crawling on
sediment thick,
layered,
emotions on hold
a split second
love cherished
disappears
deep
into crevices
worth their weight in gold.
Never seen
they slither away,
coming back to haunt
another dark day. †††
Tear drops on my page.
Never seen by others.
Hidden from view.
My page covered in tears.
My eyes now empty.
There are tear drops on my page.
My emotion I bottled up.
The mask I have is well made.
Yet there are tears on my page.
I hide my words.
Hide my thoughts.
Hide my pain.
My bottle overflows.
The pain leaks out.
There are teardrops on my page.
Going.
Going
Gone…
Gone from where.
From this mortal existence?
Gone from my heart?
Gone from this location?
Going
going
Gone..
Not gone from my heart.
Not gone from my memory.
Not gone from me.
Going.
Going.
Gone.
But still here.
Baby doll it’s you and me trippin towns,I’m holdin you tightly by the hand, rippin down those dripping frowns, no more castles made of sand! Platinum Plated placemats you used to roll your bud, I say kick the cows out the crib with mouths all full of cud, our eyes now locked, can’t turn away, haters numbers blocked, it’s you my world rocked to stay! My pistols packed and locked.
Yeah slay me just to resurrect a golden lions body, I’ll melt with you we belt a few to loosen up your naughty! .Now we got a groove on, big bottoms gotta drop. In the back room I put the move on, all night until we pop!
Tear drops on my page.
Never seen by others.
Hidden from view.
My page covered in tears.
My eyes now empty.
There are tear drops on my page.
My emotion I bottled up.
The mask I have is well made.
Yet there are tears on my page.
I hide my words.
Hide my thoughts.
Hide my pain.
My bottle overflows.
The pain leaks out.
There are teardrops on my page.
My secret book.
No one else may look.
Deep inside.
To what writings I try to hide.
My black book.
Hidden in a secret nook.
Hiding my soul from the light.
The cover like my soul, black as night
My book is my secret life.
The time I escape my strife.
My look is calm and at ease.
Just so long as no one sees.
My little book.
Where no one should ever look.
Welcome my Dark one
Tear drops on my page.
Never seen by others.
Hidden from view.
My page covered in tears.
My eyes now empty.
There are tear drops on my page.
My emotion I bottled up.
The mask I have is well made.
Yet there are tears on my page.
I hide my words.
Hide my thoughts.
Hide my pain.
My bottle overflows.
The pain leaks out.
There are teardrops on my page.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
My heart races
At an unatural beat
Speeding rapidly
Without delay
I look down
Admiring my work
Loopy and lightheaded
I start cracking up
Hitting the bottle
Spilling the pills
Blades and pills
A perfect delight
Relinquishing me from
Reality
A place of pain
And suffering
Bloodshed
Hate
Into a haze
Of beauty
Passion
Happiness
I finally feel it
I am numb
No feeling
No more pain
No more self hate
No more greed
No more feelings
I look down
At my body
From a higher crown
Ascending
Higher and higher
Mind and soul
Body apart
The paper
Falls out my hand
Hitting the floor
Blood stains
Upon the corners
My once frantic heart
Now calm
Beating slowly
Getting slower
Darkness clouds my vision
Nothing is to be seen
My eyes open
Im back in my prison
Back to reality
The light burns my eyes
The sound of machines
A prominant sound
Stomach pumped
Cuts stitched
I think to myself
Why? Why me?
And plan my next attempt
To enter paradaise.