Posts Tagged ‘ cry ’

Wants Melt

I don’t take
Very well.

It’s either
You love me
Or you
Can go to hell.

Like the creator
Above me

And all
Ones left with
Are the conviction
In them selves…

All I wanted was her heart
She wore
like a belt.

Kill time
Her flesh
She gave to someone else.

The angels
Would Tend to cry
Her demons
Couldn’t stand the smell.

The blood
Of something Greater
Would more times than not
Fiercely Compel.

Creating a cycle
That would reflect
The flaming fires
Of hell.

Only to look back
And wish
For a stronger will
In my self.

Dont Leave

on & off fights

like day & night

at firsts its okay

it seems alright

but then like a semi

making a real tight right

into traffic

squishing everything in sight




i think to my self “oh no

how could this

be the straw

that breaks the camels dick”

burning every single

carefully built bridge

as if part of the architects

original blue print

now im wondering

now im scheming

trying to figure out

how to contain our demons

im even considering

some sort of dealing

which especially odd

since im very anti terrorist reasoning

then bam

like a magical switch

here i go again

regretting every single thing ive said

now i know my actions

weren’t too legitement

we had a little fight

so i just got a little head

dont leave