Love me

Love me
brutally and honest.
Raw and fierce.
It is the only reality,
that will bring me peace.


Forever mine

Drown me
in your never ending lust,
where I can fill my lungs with treasure
and melt its gold into your sculpture
forever to be mine.

Forever Shut

My heart shattered
when I found you,
little innocent soul
soaked by the rain
and coated in mud
waiting by a door,
forever shut.



I’ve officially reached the point where
suffering can no longer be evolved into art.
I’ve reached the point where
the emptiness is so strong,
literally nothing can enhance me
into writing down exactly how I feel.
Into the abyss I lost myself
and I can no longer chant
words that used to come out as smoothly as
a summernoon heat melting the sunscreen off my skin.
Not only have I lost the inspiration,
I have lost my soul beyond anything I could ever imagine.
Lost in the dark,
where the only light is nothing more than


Without Him

The shadow fogs so tight
“Darling are you alright?”
she asks as she weeps,
since there is nothing she ever keeps.
All must be thrown far far away
For her to realize that even without him
She’ll be okay.


Caged Beasts

I’m sorry for my madness
I’m sorry for letting you in
Immediately I scared you away
Caged beasts always win.



This razorblade is oh so small,
I wish I could just end it all.
A lot of blood drops as I fall.
Into death I wish to crawl.


Paranoid Love

Oh my paranoid love
I’m so sorry for your suffering.
Your mind isn’t slightly slumbering.
Even worse, quite the opposite.
You watch me die before it happens.
You hear the ice before it’s cracking.
But nothing is quite as insane
As watching the world go up in flames
and be the only person
to witness this poison.


Daily Struggle

I can’t get up today
I’m guessing in bed I’ll stay.
My body feels so numb
These limbs feel like junk.
Please help me rise myself
Back upon the ground.
For I have lost my feet
Swirling around.
My mind has left again,
this was not the plan.
I crash upon the floor,
head bumped against the door.
My mind has finally awoken
and it has clearly spoken.
Upon my feet I struggle
as my mind begins to chuckle.
“Weak is what you are”
As it continued to roar.
“Fine” I say,
in bed, I’ll stay.


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