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Nobody warned me
about the sound of skeleton laughter,
ribcages shaking like bells,
airless chuckles cracking the hot night,
slipping through the closet slats
into my skull.

It was fine with just Meg:
supermodel cheekbones,
a jaw that could steal my name.
We shared the closet,
my jackets brushing her collarbone.
"your flesh prison
can't wear that many anyway."

Then came her sister,
then another,
until nine of them
rattled teacups at 2 A.M.,
dripping through the floorboards.
My shirts fled to the hall.
I dream of thunder
that silences their bones.

They call it a ****** of crows -
but what waits in the dark,
rattling its teeth
for the last of you,
is a plague of skeletons.
Arii Jul 31
Bury me next to
The flowers
We grew,

Remember me even when
I fly
Past you,

Look me in the eyes
And tell me
You’re still real,

And

not a part of me
that has
Yet to
Heal.

Why are you
Everywhere,
But somehow
I can’t

reach

Out and
Take you

Like I

Used

To?

Why do you sit in
A silent place?

And why won’t you ever
Reach
Back
Out

To

Me?
Written after my friend’s DnD character(s)
Arii Jul 31
Axe in my hand,
head in the plan,
blood pools around my feet

Where I stand.

Raised in surrender,
Fallen contender,
Will you still be in front of me
When the war has ended?

Arrow in my hand,
A face off in the plan,
Guilt pools around my feet

Where I stand.

The price that you pay,
The winnings I take,
The sacrifice

I am

Unwilling to make?

Don’t die on me now,
My heart kisses the ground,
Winter melts away as the
Sun comes around.

I drop to my knees
Among the dirt and wheat
As I fall to a man
As unloving as me.

Your claws in my own,
And an evil that goads
At us
laughs at the victory

Of taking your throne.

I hope when I’m buried
Under an aging tree
I see your face,
carved into the bark

Staring back at me.
Definitely not inspired by a certain duo that starts with tree and ends with bark
My thoughts tell me
Every day who I was
And who I'd be
In this threadlike tomb
Up above my fine pedestal
A myriad of thoughts and ideas

Love comes to me each night 🌙
And to the skies she points
My lover is a fairy,an angel
And she tells it all in her smiles
Even from miles I know she thinks
And feels how inadvertently feeble it is
To be away when yet we were next to each other..

Her breath and snores in the nighttime made me laugh
O you told me all she's a beauty and more

And in the morning sorrow comes knocking
On the doors my heart
He says you have lost a lover
Have you not shed enough tears?
Do you think you'd ever find true love in another?
No I'd blink an eye
All made in silly sighs

My grandma she died
Just when I could tell a lie
That Pain was a blessing and how selfish her children held onto her
Wishing never to depart

And yet when the day finds it way home
To the stars it went
Hope comes with renewal
Wallowing around my bile
He says work hard don't let it pile
And I'm strong by this feeling
Wishing it never left
How do you give  strength and walk away when I'm most happy?

All but sounds silly
Belief to my soul
Love to my heart
And sorrow on dusty days
My life has felt..
None the less of silly thoughts
Hidden in threads of blood and brain
Indika Perera Jul 27
i fell so void
like there is no soul inside me
once where there was joy
now there's only emptiness

i fell numb to the world around me
there is no hope for me
no one can help me
i am beyond redemption

the monster is strong
it does as it pleases
i have no choice
but to obey its voice

oh when will death set me free
from this miserable life
i am too much of a coward to end it
so i will keep hurting them
Indika Perera Jul 27
Can sorrow be lived with?
If so how much?
How much sorrow can you live with?
And for how long?
What do you do when you’ve reached your limit?
What’s there left to do?
Do you end it all?
You cannot end just the sorrow
You can’t **** out the sorrow and enjoy the rest
No you have to end it all
But then there is nothing left
So is it worth it?
Dark lover Jul 27
Hmmmmm
They once had a life..
Young..
Muscular,
Perfect,
Beautiful.
Smooth.
Delicate.
Te­nder.
Pure,
Happy,
Hopeful,
Glorious,
Gracious,
straight out of the blues
Love,
Laughter.
Yeah, and now??
Naught a brass farthing left just
Dust
Cracked Bones
Silence
Misery
Hate
Regrets
Grieve
Wrinkles.
Melancholy.
Les miserables
Draumgaldr Jul 23
Lowly, all pleasures sink;
No happiness it ever brought.
All joys that you may think
Repaint the pain you wrought,
Shall cling to you and bring
Horrors, woes, and rot.

Woe is you, woe is me—
She passes here at last.
Her voice and her shadow cast
The void that claws and stings.
Her shroud eternal, vast,
She that lives in darkness.

And beauty falls aghast by her tears;
The winding grass dances in trance beneath her marble feet.
Light couldn’t steal a glimpse of her,
Nor day or night dared to bring her peace.

For no moon shines above her head,
And the sun forgot and turned to rot
In her birthplace in the east.

All in shame in unison cried—
Angels and hellish beasts.

For devils could not stain her heart,
Nor soothe her pain, seraphims.

She that cloaks the darkness,
Her eyes that never sheen,
Made of hope departed
And all the forgotten dreams.

She knows every whining
Soul that dared to dream
For the shadowed traveler,
who walks between hope and despair—
a silent witness to forgotten dreams.
xia Jul 23
And the death of the star that was my love for you became the endless black hole that engulfed all my happiness.
a monostich.
xia Jul 22
In a world that is engulfed in shadow, where I drown in endless darkness,
You are the only star.
Bright against a backdrop of agony, you shine ceaselessly,
And lost in regret, pain, tears, you become my salvation.
Saviour hold my hand and pull me out,
Of the wreckage that is my life.
Know that whilst I stand at the edge of a cliff, blinded by hurt as I mourn
You
Become my sight,
My only light.
And I know you exist only in my mind.
But if insanity means your presence when I close my eyes, forget sanity.
My 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦,
I’m ready to follow as your shadow.
i saw a picture, it was beautiful.

"𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦" comes from jvke's song "pretty."
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