Onyx 🩷

pagan and lgbtq writer. i usually write short stories but i enjoy poetry as well! pls feel free to leave feedback!

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Onyx 🩷

pagan and lgbtq writer. i usually write short stories but i enjoy poetry as well! pls feel free to leave feedback!

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love (not the prompt it’s idk)

Onyx 🩷

1 min read

Maybe it was the way you looked at me.

Maybe it was the smell of your clothes,

But my eyes are locked on you.

This is a feeling ive never felt.

Something new.

Some say it’s love,

some say obsession,

but I want you in my possession.

I’m not like the others,

I won’t use you,

You’ll use me.

I’ll be all yours, and you’ll be all mine.

In the end, it will be just fine.

You’re everything to me,

My w...

Poetry

Romance

My little insecurities

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1 min read

They say the rudest shit and ask why I am mad.

“Its just your hormones, just your insecurities talking.”

If it was, I would not feel this way every day.

That’s all y’all have to say?

I’m trying my hardest but you cannot tell.

Your words pierce my mind like a nail.

I don’t forgive, I don’t forget. It is forever stuck.

My boundaries are constantly disregarded.

My mental health means nothing.

I’...

Poetry

Locked in

Onyx 🩷

1 min read

I am trapped inside this small scary room.

There’s nowhere to go, sometimes there’s a moment where I finally feel free.

I’m stuck in here unless I’m in the trees.

I give up escaping, I’m crying on my knees.

There is nowhere to go but down.

It never gets better.

You never get better....

Poetry

Golden Night

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1 min read

Walking in the forest is how I spend my time.

It doesn’t even cost a dime.

I saw a rose that reminded me of you.

Suddenly, everything I knew disappeared.

All I saw, thought, felt, even smelt was you.

The feeling of looking into your eyes.

Your hand on my thighs.

It all meant nothing, you see.

Love doesn’t mean a thing.

Love doesn’t exist anymore.

It has all been twisted.

Real love is all I needed...

Poetry

Who Truly Does Belong?

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1 min read

You’re to fat.

To ugly.

It’s never good enough.

You can’t ever belong in a cruel world.

Listen to this poem, you’re being told.

Sometimes taking pause to realize that the world isn’t as good as it seems.

It’s always great until it bursts into flames.

You forget peoples names

Friendships end,

Your life takes a bend.

Nobody belongs.

Nobody is perfect.

Nobody deserves this.

What is “belonging”?...

Poetry

Drama

The Final Game

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1 min read

I got a strange letter in the mail one day. “Please, come to the nearest Holiday Inn to play a little game. Join me on the roof, say you’re here for Frida.”

I was already suicidal, and it seemed like someone wanted to murder me, so I was okay with it.

I left immediately, eager to figure out what was about to happen. It’s a deck on Uno cards? A strange looking person walked up to me.

“If you los...

Horror

My Sunshine

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1 min read

We did this and that, procrastination.

We should’ve worked like we were supposed to,

But I was engulfed in your eyes,

We just couldn’t say our goodbyes.

We fell in love under the dove flock.

Under their white wings we stay.

The butterflies fly, and our sadness dies.

We fell in love,

All in a golden afternoon, under the skies of the cloudless blue....

Poetry

Romance

Moon Monster

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1 min read

The moon monster,

Curious and blue,

It always teaches me something new.

The moon monster,

Serious and scary,

How do I carry this heavy weight,

I am the moon monsters bait.

The moon monster wants to kill me,

But I want observe.

Observe how he lives, and how he dies.

Watch him roll the dice of a monsters life,

Before he stabbed me with a knife.

The moon monster, curious and blue,

Just know, I see yo...

Poetry

Horror

Together Forever

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1 min read

You messaged me one day, I have a massive crush on you. I answers the text right away with a , “what’s up?”

“Can I take you out for dinner” you replied. “Of course” I message back.

It’s 7:45 PM and you pick me up. We talked for a while, just catching up! You looked into my eyes, for a long time too, we begin to lean in, both feeling the love.

The way you kissed me told me everything. You love ...

Romance

Communication

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1 min read

It was 1967 and the Earth had been invaded. The weird creatures are highly capable of murder, and find their victims by sound. By the end of 1975, there was only 10 people left in Oklahoma. They joined together and agreed, they would use hand signs, signals, and gestures to communicate instead of talking.

The creatures had a very high sense of hearing, even one loud breath can be your last. The g...

Thriller

Adventure