nejedward

A black mass Grows at the base of my spine, Venom dancing along the vertebrates, creeping towards my brain. Toxins corroding the pink organ into a mass of sludge held together by the glued fusion of my skull. Swallow my hate like a thick, vile tonic that slides down your throat, slowly killing you from the inside out. Love is much too tender a thing for my hollow walnut shell heart, I am not tender enough. I am made for far ruder, rougher things. Tap out a tune against my bones, swim through my bloodstream, and I will hold your heart in my jealous hands as long as I can never be a saint because saints never burn, nor sin. In the dept

"Come one, come all to a tragic affair!" Witness the curtains rise, Exposing the insanity hidden inside. The ringmaster calls the shots, Cracking his whip and making our strings dance. The hollow wood of our limbs clack like bleached bones in the howling wind, Doing a jig to the applause and jeers of one hundred ugly faces pressing in. Teeth rotten, breath rancid, eyes sunken black holes that devour The stage with a greedy covetousness. We are here for their entertainment, Pirouetting this way and that under the blinding lights of humanity. Nothing but beautiful puppets, mindless to reality, And following orders so religiously we are heavy

In the cold grey hours of morning, I glance to my side and see my companion, my soon to be bride. Her hair is scattered across the pillow like beams of gold spun sunlight, Tangling with my inky strands. Her face is lax, lips opened wide As she flitters away from the cold grey in her mind. I smile a secret smile, And brush away tiny hairs all the while She slumbers unaware. My heart bursts from my chest, Lips brush against her eyes closed to rest. Small murmurs escape her mouth, Protestations mumbled through her pouts. And still, her mind gives up, Her eyes flutter open and I succumb, To her baby blues that I belove. I curl close and ho

You are my siren song, Stealing my breath And pulling me down, down, down into the deep abyss Of oblivion with no light to guide me home. I am sediment upon the ocean floor, Scattered and shattered like bits of broken glass With each new current That beats against my frame. I am weathered down inch by inch Until my very core is exposed. My siren song, my deadly lullaby You cradle me lovingly in your icy arms, As I writhe in exquisite agony, Sea foam and bitterness choke my lungs. While I drown, The taste of mordant sorrows and saccharine affections sear my tongue. Your waves rip me asunder And rebirth me into something new, A mixture of you

I'm so washed out Just a pale and wavering sketch The pastels of my life have faded Leaving behind smeared blurs I am undefined

You have broken down my walls And turned them to rubble with your persistance Exposing the scared little girl inside You've scratched your way under my skin And into my blood There is nothing left to hide me I am lain bare

You have broken me Into sharp little pinpricks I cannot be mended