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The devils daughter she was
Birthed from sin
Opposites attracted
One night of
Sadistic
Heavenly
Pleasure
Burnt from her mothers womb
Cries that  awoke
Heaven
&
Hell
She was a beauty unparalleled
Her eyes a contrast
Sclera's were as black as death
But pupil's & iris as
White as silk
She was no ones fool
Knowledge
Satanic
Heavenly
Imbued with in her thoughts
Knowledge was her power
"Angel Winged"
"Devils Horns"
She bathed in holy water
She liked the feel of it upon her skin
"Burning with pleasure"
"Her horns burn bright"
She is akin to both the feelings of
Pain,
&
Pleasure,
For she was of
Heaven
&
Hell
Though both sent lower minions
For the sacrilege birthed
An abomination of beauty and sin
But she was her own person
Not bowing to either above or below,
She was of two worlds,
While living in plain sight,
That girl with black fire in her eyes she is the
Angels  Devil of Purity & *Sin.
hell must be empty
the demons are all here

they live inside of the shell of me
they have been for years

kicking my stomach

tossing my heart

twisting my mind

their silence is deafening
it's worse than my scream

hell can be empty
the demons are all here

they play around in my eyes
and make me believe what i can't see
they trick me into hearing what i want
and make me need what i glimpse

they help me deceive people
hurt people
break my heart while trying to crush others

hell should be empty
the demons are all here

they're darkness and ropes
my blades and my nooses
my tears and my blood
my powder and my pills
my guns and my ammo

hell could be empty
the demons are all here

they help me scare people
to betray them in any way
because they say "no one cares"
and i can't help but believe them

so when i say run away
get away fast
you must do what i want
or your heart won't last
i'll push you away
build concrete walls around me

so the demons can't hurt you




nor



i



can




hell is empty
the devil is right here
This is quite a dark poem, but I hope you understand the twist of Shakespeare "Hell is empty" line from The Tempest
It's just my convey of depression, so, please, no hate.
Any CC is appreciated.
Slowly kiss away the mould on my soul.
Save me?
There was nothing left there for me,
There was nothing left to say,
So I left on a new path,
To find my own way.

But when I went,
I didn't know where I was going.

I've been searching for the way to go,
I've been searching for a new direction,
But I didn't know how far to run.
You helped me to find my own truth,
And you helped me to find understanding.
And now you're leading me along a route I don't know,
But I will trust your judgement.

I knew you'd made me happy,
And I'll always be thankful.
But I've been lost for so long,
I didn't realise I'd been found.
And now, finally,
I know what I did wrong,
From the very start.

I needed help,
But I didn't know it,
So it just kept growing,
And growing, and growing.
Until it outgrew me,
It overtook me,
But I kept reaching for it.

Until finally, after all this time,
You came and averted my eyes,
And I saw a glowing, blinding light,
That destroyed all the lies,
I've been saying in my own mind.

Because I needed help,
But I didn't need to change,
Because you love me for who I am,
*Not who I want to be.
Her
Her words were
lipstick coated
covered, smothered by a rose coloured parka

And her heart was
wearing Prada
beguiling, smiling on the cover of Vogue

And her eyes were
drenched in beauty
rushing, gushing down both cheeks

And her tears
stained her face
with salt and sparkles.
Your tears will dry,
Your heart will mend,
Your scars will heal,
And you will **Dance Again
You're a fighter,
Got that fire,
When they thought you'd fade away.

Hold a fist up,
As you get up,
Feeling stronger everyday.
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