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Waking up into the world
Foul words burn holes in my ears
Truths so raw they rot my young flesh
The instant they leave your lips
Kisses of death and decay
A power play that never ends
My personal hells undying fire
Pulverizing my mortal soul
Crazed thoughts meander in my head
I make my own meals
Milk and crunchy glass shards
Topped with freshly ground chillies
What a tantalizing trinity
The perfect homemade breakfast
To accompany our charming little pad
Savour our eclectic interior
Forget the artfully bloodied rooms
Someone's stiffened liver in our dining
Torn muscles stashed in a corner
A punctured heart in the kitchen sink
Some ground up bones in pepper shakers
Fractured ribs on my study desk
The brain sitting on the couch
Our latest wallpaper from centuries ago
News of our deaths on the headlines
Your acidic kindness
A raptured spleen in your bed
I belief that belongs to me
I'd give anything for your brutal love
Shawn Oct 2017
Is it
immoral of me
or just mortal of me,
that i want you
more than the heavens . . .
Just wake up from her mortal gaze; the ability that she uses to take you off from the right way.
Don't care about what she thinks;
That's her mortal ink: a charm that the Devil gave her in exchange of her soul, to make you be under her control.
Noah A Aug 2017
I am Death
I haunt dreams
I create the last breath
I can make people scream
I am Death
I have power beyond belief
I control every mortal
I cause so much grief
I am Death
I can choke with a snap
I can drown with nod
I can cause a stroke with a clap
I am just like a God!
I am
Death
Another rhyming poem.
AngLe Aug 2017
Lament to those hidden sounds withering us all
I urge and have begged and to falter has been my only open rise stair
O and far

Throne of thought silence de-still hear, the ink on pen the silence of wept as a dear one leaves for the door... The intention of known has forever been fatal, bruise to mind & soul

Food o'body, tis whimper dark end screech of heart laments horizon
My for ever greater mortal sin and I am still anew and far
#Aura #Forsight #Death #Life
Vale Luna Jun 2017
I'm trying to humanize you
Rip you off
That stupid little pedestal
That I put you on
Make myself realize
How ****** up you can be
How mortal you really are
How ridiculous I am
For thinking
Your anything more than
Human.

I'm trying to deconstruct you
Tear to pieces
Your squalid crown
That I placed on your head
Understand
That your heart
Can be cracked too
That I'm not the only one
That gets hurt

I'm trying to objectify you
Stop building you up
In my mind
To where you're a queen
A goddess
On a throne above me
Ruling me
My thoughts
My actions
Attempting to perceive
The reality
That you don't own me
My mind
Or my body

I'm trying to humanize you
Fight against
Your stereotypical perfection
And acknowledge
Your flaws
Your weaknesses
Your mistakes
Your problems
Your defects
Your cracks
Your brokenness
Your ****
To finally appreciate
That you're nothing more than
Human.
Loving her is killing me. I have to stop putting her on a pedestal and realize that she's just as human as me.

Hope it's soon.
Diána Bósa May 2017
This heart of stone hides
a dream of a god whose voice
once was lost against

the terrific wind.
It became mutilated
then swallowed by the

cacophony of
silence. So, answerless he
slumbers now, yet still

ajar for long to
speak with a mortal one who
would dare to call thy true name.
kyle dionysus Apr 2017
I imagined the possibility to be able to live forever, but then if you have lived for so long, one would probably want to die, so maybe it's better to be able to die than to live forever.
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