Rupturing Scar

You are etched on every stone wall in this hollow heart of mine like hieroglyphics heating rupturing erupting wounds

A captive to cowering neath this thinning veil of apparent transparency trapping my foolish faults of faith in your return

But what delivers such devastating blows is watching from fleeting flattened screens of fermenting reminders 

Your arms wrapped around her in your picturesque little fairytale romance loving in searing Harmony

The thought of you making magnifying passionate pleasantries with her depresses me 

I could weep like a Willow in the choking breeze of summer but I am done dying indefinitely within 

Your the sour scar flaring feverishly in my darkest distinctive hours and my lilies have wilted by jilted love

So I’ll lay beside him and hope like hell your face won’t show again in this den of nightmarish, seductive, fantasy

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Airbrush Adequate

Adequacy,suitability,and aptitude in a constructed caste of synopsis abridgement 

Sycophant syllabus aligned by symmetrical standards symbolic 

Flawed ,outlandish,strange,and uniquely formed cast out by considerable shunning quashing

Airbrush over uneven skin,thinning out eccentric personality,modify the lips,straigten and skim the size of that nose 

That mirror stares you down from across that inaccessible,seclusion zoned room adorned with her mortification 

Dysmorphia viciously ruining her sense of self worth until deleterious thoughts twist her sense of independent self 

Book an appointment here and there.Must maintain perfection she screams into the scowling mirror maddening her 

Weeping while applying another coat of lipstick.Scattered diet pills on the bathroom vanity.Cottonballs cure hunger she rambles to her self.Laxatives.

A ghost she seems but a tint of clever cosmetic tricks and baggier clothes will hide the disease deteriorating her disappearing silhouette

Faking a smile she tucks herself back into her bed of denial after another devastating weigh in on that scale conscious mentality 

Posted in Addiction, Anorexia, Contemplation, Dark, depression, Disorders, Emotion, Hopelessness, Hurt, Imprisonment, life, Pain, Poetry, Sadness, strange, Stress, Suffering, Thought, Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Parasitic Power

Would the canyons split oblivion for squeamish masses to construct perilous gases 

The sheepishly foolishly grazing before the beast rearing its raving head for the grand finale

Canines spinning clockwise in a grinder of gruesome grueling raging for a sacrificial feast 

Blinded they jump into the bottomless mouth watering amidst the sinking drought above

Thoughtlessly fighting furiously amongst one another for eminent death 

It chomps greedily on the mindless drones straight through flesh and bone 

They coo in awe enjoying their own brutal suffering with vivid vivacious splendour satisfactory grins

A swarm forming deep in the stirred silken sand as deceptive monuments to agony 

Social construct confusion to the intrusive worm weaving into soundless skulls

Drilling in its ancient agenda of chaotic insidious infestation 

Parasite perpetuating peril until it has successfully nourished its idealistic hunger for filth ridden power 

Posted in Cold, Contemplation, Dark, Evil, Hell, life, Opinion, Poetry, strange, Thought | Leave a comment

Desired Destination

My medicinal apathetic attentive alternatives attribute admirable efforts

Addled by the rainy rendezvous soaked in life adages advantageously acrimonious sects squared away

Lively face adapting to spiteful crucial critiquing seeking shores seemingly so far a fucking way 

Adjourning minutes and withdrawing hours covered in autumn leaves left muddled ,mangled behind 

Swimming relentlessly against the observatory glass fragments into my past,present,and future clashing

Bloodied by clarity .Strangely fascinated by the vast infinity before me of my own self discovery 

Afraid to collapse any further .My ways of wayward bewildering curiosity.Set me free back into the inky sapphire depths of that brilliant sea before you finish executing my faith in my self

Unhinge this lock and key.I’m not your specific special experiment of expiration.I must make it to my desired destination 

Posted in Change, Cold, Contemplation, Dark, Emotion, Emotionless, Future, Hell, Hopelessness, Horror, Imprisonment, life, Loss, Misery, Night, Pain, Poetry, Sadness, strange, Stress, Suffering, Thought | Leave a comment

Depressive Presence

I used to want to smile at passerbys with a hint of gennuine glee but all those bridges became infernos of persistent depression

Voices violating my innocent mind until it was petrified neath depths of murky malicing hell

Under my covers I trembled barely able to stir a stint of life from my fading psyche 

Even in my dreams I could not escape the creatures peering through my rain soaked windowsill 

With reptillian eyes aglow etching into my genetic structure until fear frothed on my swollen tongue 

Clawing and whispering their demands with that thin toothy smile flashing in head command

His thumbs dragging daringly across my chapped dry lips tauntingly 

Those charcoal nails daggers to my ivory skin saturated in his mark of seducing sin 

Unable to will my legs to flee his presence of horrific misfit need

The graze of his canines draining me dry til my veins shouted silencing mystique 

That robe of jaded jamming dire dialect 

Programming poisoning aching to disappear among the ranks of my own rendering emotionless mess

Every sense stunned numb 

Posted in depression, Disorders, Emotion, Emotionless, Hatred, Hell, Hopelessness, Horror, Hurt, life, Misery, Poetry, Sadness, strange, Stress, Suffering, Thought | Leave a comment


Swarm of epic proportions starving for a vessel in which to consume among the gloomy drear of a Shakespearean graveyard scene

Indulge coming crows craving my pale turquoise irises beaming a blackened fuming charr of quaint coals aflame

Let the locusts crawl from my lips to adorn my wounded hips as they hearken warships determined to imprison the she wolf pacing ravenously within me

The malnourished blurring revolting demons they want to expel in order to break my crusading spell 

Forsaken creature they left to lay down and die somehow baffling them at its triumphant surviving reign 

Twisted like a malignant,malevolent tree wrapping it’s way around their crumpling kingdom of treachery 

A dragon spitting fire upon their paper houses and dispelling their own means of brutality back at them 

Posted in Abuse, apocalypse, Beauty, Betrayal, Change, Cold, Contemplation, Cruel, Dark, darkness, Death, Deceit, Emotion, Emotionless, Evil, Hatred, Heartache, Hell, Hopelessness, Horror, Imprisonment, karma, life, Misery, Poetry, Revenge, Sadness, strange, Strength, Suffering, Thought, Uncategorized | Leave a comment

🍂🍂Resting Place🍂🍂🍃🍃

I built my resting place with tiny fragments of my own intricate frail pallidity 

Hatred born from levels of a misery my broken bodice refused to escape entered through every door I left ajar

Wicked moonlight reflecting upon the still waters of my solidarity soon shaped by misjudged sludge

Like a swamping silhouette it embraced my trembling dissipating wings

Alive no more.Spat on and swatted at by toxic fingers.Rotten like a serenading sore of shrill shriveling gore

Posted in Abuse, Cold, Dark, Emotion, Emotionless, Horror, Misery, Pain, Poetry, Sadness, strange, Stress, Thought | Leave a comment