And then he sent her photos,
of sky and moon and stars.
That’s when she knew,
he aimed to catch her heart...
Nonexistent cares,
and a what not of tries.
Trust in love,
and all will fall into demise.
Lines in the rift,
of being behind her eyes.
She’s sorrow ladened again,
but no one hears her cries.
Inked to the page,
in his last words she sighed.
She’s just a storm collector,
with h...
I left heaven to follow his shadow.
A ghostly sneer spread across his black eyes. I fell victim to the darkness he bled; now I'll never know peace in my soul...
I thought I'd escaped from that shadow. As he lomed inside of my brain. I gave him gifts, of money and tears; seems I'll never know peace again...
He kept magic inside of his rhymes.
Hexes and vexes in his hands. I left heaven to follow th...
I’m a sophisticated
shut-in,
that won’t stay
dead.
I’m available without a
prescription;
like a bad religion for your
head.
Always Bigfoot’s last
choice.
A humanoid turned illegal,
with a robot
voice.
So please turn off
your cell phone
hacks.
For my “based on a true story”
life that watches
back.
As my neurons are
for external use
only.
And my thoughts
are filmed on location,
in...
If I could give the moon to thee, I would wrap it up with the deep blue sea. I’d count the stars as I sent them to your heart. And place the mountain spans in the palms of your hands. But all I have is my love to give. Draped with these dreams, I tell you over and over again. Which is to be with you until the sun no longer shines. To spend eternity by your side. The gold in my days, is my hand in ...
A breath of death between
the sheets;
I am the Queen of darkness,
and devils live in me...
Dead voices echo, haunted in the rain.
Upon the sky, night begins to stain.
Ink and star dust make up my soul.
It's because I've never truly been
in love at all. In odd worlds, though.
Oh, do I roam. Weaving my hands
with a lovers embrace. Like dreamcatchers holding space,
between time, and hearts,...
She lived with demons beating behind her ribs, and phantoms combing beneath her hair. Dancing tears like the crooked lines, her smile cracked out in despair…
He smelled like the ozone, as she felt him all around. His stormy hands shifting, beneath her gown. He isn’t really insane, his reality just differs in his cries. She knew it every time, she fell in love with the ghosts that lurked inside hi...
I once put my heart in
the hands of a
shallowed shadow man.
Never again...
The ways I love,
oh so shackled in
fairy tale chains.
Comes in caresses of
the small minded;
like us utterly deranged.
Yet, I'm scatting poetry
against the pale moonlight.
Elbow deep in turmoil
without much insight.
Weaving loss where
god inked his famed.
Where angels and demons
all dress the same.
Trivial...
