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Regret
If I'd known
What you really were
I would
have kept my distance
And never been soiled by your dirt
If I'd
seen
The animal behind your eyes
I wouldn't have dropped my
defenses
Or believed all your lies
If I'd heard
The venomous words you
spit in the end
I could have ran away
Before you struck me
again
If I'd listened
To my heart and not to you
My scars would be
erased
And I'd known the truth
Out of
Touch
Sky is an angel
Earth is a beast
Now I know you
And I'm still
here
Devils dance around us
Until we're crumbling
heaps
Throwing our heads back
Murmuring out loud
Parted lips melting
Like
snow in a flame
Roaming corners
Mouths watering
Cradling
stolen stars
Letting cool air beneath
Our indecent curiosity
Dress
up, laugh, and dance
As dark bottles dull our loneliness
Seduced
I am not
My thirst needs to be nourished
Rip me open and attack
my senses
I need you more than you know
Here across the night
sky
There across black space
Anywhere you wish
I'm out of touch
right now
Watch Me
Watch me drown
As I still
breathe
Watch me crawl
Without saying "please"
Watch me
fall
As I stand on two feet
Watch me be generous
While I take your
seat
Watch me crumble
As I pick up the pieces
Watch me
pray
Then insult Jesus
Watch me say "hello"
While finishing my
good-byes
Then watch me smile
While I plan your
demise
Faceless
He is the epitome of a fantasy
A fascinating error
in reality
No one can read his passionate mind
He's wicked yet
boyish at the same time
He is the most stimulating alarm
Glowing
with dark radiance and youthful charm
His bite is painfully
sweet
His eyes turn up the heat
Yet he is evil and good smashed into
one
And he'll never allow his heart to be won
Impossible to
Be
There's a space inside where a storm is always
brewing
There's a raw wound that never seems to heal
There's a constant chill
which makes it impossible to be
I have problems with no strings
attached-
I lack loose ends to tie together
It's just me and a jungle
of puzzling pain
Chance AreChance are you've gone
away
Chances are you could not stay
I'm skeptical you ever loved
me
I'm wishing that I didn't see
Now I know you were blind
Yet
even now I don't mind
I think I've grown accustomed to
Being the
dirt beneath your shoe
Chances are I live with this
Chances are
after all of this you would still convince
StuckI'm
caught in a web
I wish I could breathe
Provoking the frustration
inside
I struggle to get free
There are no coincidences
When
you see through these eyes
When the truth is finally exposed
All I
discover are lies
I can't find the exit
To this monotonous
routine
I want this reality
Translated into more than it seems
My
frustration has come to a head
My feet are grounded to this
place
I need to transcend
Escape this mindless race
Motivation has been
neglected
It's left us nowhere to flee
Why can't we earn our
happiness
So we can finally levitate and be free?
666
Nothing about you is honest
Behind everything you are is something unkind
Your friendship is a fraud
Your propoganda diseases the mind
You blind others with a trustworthy facade
Hiding the dishonorable intentions beneath
You manipulate without a second thought
When you give your word it's laced with deceit
An egocentric chameleon lacking a conscience
It sickens me to see what you lead people to believe
You have a notorious talent for rapidly gaining trust
No one realizes how effortlessly you're willing to throw it away
Your detatched disregard is patronizing
You'll sabotage anyone for your own sake
You're capable of inducing complete misery
Still it hurts realizing you're nothing but a lie
What kind of person pretends to care
Then tells you they want you to die?
You're an unstable violent bomb
*I* know the truth so to hell with your present victims
Cuz one day they'll find out your dirty little secret
Then you'll be alone and suffer for sins
So continue to pretend with your smoke and mirrors
I won, you lost- I posess something you'll never know
Maybe I was the naive victim
But at least I have a fucking soul
Whisper
Just another second
Just another soul
Reachng out into darkness
Hiding from the cold
Empty eyes watch the scene
Piecing together the remains
All is lost in a whisper
That nobody else can contain
Style
You're the prototype I used to like
Not knowing the difference between wrong and right
A wild streak and mystery beneath
Your challenging gaze will be the end of me
You offer forbidden suspense
But you lack common sense
All I can do is smile
While you attempt to charm me with your style
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