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You have your hands. outstretched in the dark,. Behind the spark of soulless eyes,. The door. inside your mind,. Died along with the flames in your eyes,. Left carved. into a world of lies,.
Could you open up the door.
You ask me why writers are so sad, words full of gloom. We are lying side by side.
Patiently and quietly, I watch your dark figure disappear over the horizon Not looking back, A curse pressed on the inside of your mouth And a tear rolls, glassy and not belonging to me Down a...
#household. I can't feel my eyes anymore,. The numbness,. From icicles grown. under my skin,. Snow, glacier blue-white,. Restlessness frozen in a block,. Cold as stone,. Left to drip,.
#movement #kick. You're presence was. A jolt, a kick in the face,. A black-yellow bruise on. The pristine life I'd lived. And I've come through. With battle-scars and. My fair share of broken bones,.
Butterfly take the pain. Land on my finger and fly away. Your paper thin wings carry my weight. Butterfly take the pain. Land on my finger and fly away. Warm my frozen heart. Butterfly fly away.
Frosted air of sweet and cold, A crisp and vivid crystal hold, A rain of sparks, a flashing hit, A crack of lightning, diamond lit.
Clouds of anger, thick and black, A storm's a-brewing for attack, The sky, lit up, a flash of passion, Crafted in the darkest fashion.
Somehow I've inhaled you, You're there behind my eyes, I feel you running through my veins, Your murmurs to my cries.
The sun heats my blood. The sun burns my skin. The sun darkens my soul while the night lights me up. I feel alive when the sun goes down.
You are my rainbow in a world of grey,. My shaft of sunlight on a stormy day,. You are my final puzzle piece,. My true love who makes me complete,. You are my moon among the stars,.
#household. A frost has formed around your heart. The deepest cut tore you apart. It's kept so still and cold like ice. You peel it, daily, slice by slice. Heartbreaks come and aches are felt.
Butterflies dance on the page. I wonder if they, know pain and rage. Butterflies flutter in my tummy. I wonder if they, know what you mean to me. Butterflies escape through every word.
You line the walls of my heart With the false promises you weave. Like beautifully draped cobwebs Gathering dust - in them I can't believe.
Drip drip drip. Drip feed your love. Droplet by droplet. You can't let go. Drip drip drip. I've given you my all. Let me in. We've taken it slow. Trickle trickle trickle. Turn on the tap.
#household I keep it bound and chained Under lock and key Away from prying eyes Where nobody can see My paintbox of emotions A thing I keep secure For they must not mix Each emotion must be pure The...
#Household A little wooden ragdoll: Her fingers made of pegs, With worn-out grooves and lines of use, From her rope-hair to her legs.
I have a heart that's made of stone, It's not a fragile thing. Once upon a time it was whole, It's stone from too much breaking.
#household Banging on the rooftops Kicking down the door, Pouring through the window, I can't take it no more.
There's a shark's tooth on my wrist, Lying next to a small blue heart, Once a tiny green snake looked up and hissed, When everything just fell apart, The stars and moons shine a little brighter, But...
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#household #closet In my closet are collected my fears, they're stored in there with all my tears, sometimes I open up the doors, to look upon my sorrow and flaws, I have to fight to keep them...
You've been here for years You've wiped our tears Comforted us when we collapsed from fears Silently mopped up spilled beers We never appreciated your presence in our lives Forgot you protected us...