My medicine calls Me home to bed from A place I don’t belong. A fairytale of sorts We’re the birds peck At my unbalanced brain,
By Alexia Villanueva6 years ago in Poets
The black cats have stolen a piece of my soul every daybreak as the sun sets As the moon becomes my midnight snack I can feel
She cowered beneath the midnight sun, beneath the waves of Halloween She opened my body and peeled me like orange, drank my blood like
They say I am Uncharacteristically psychotic My brain is the very graveyard that ghosts haunt and goblins mark. Were blood becomes
I cast a spell to make you fall in love I am nothing but darkness that hides in the crevices of your eyes The very tears
The darkness covers my body like veil. The monster calls my name from the riverbend as the darkness befriends my
The reason a person dies Selfish. If you look through my eyes it's not fair for the people who Care. I think it's stupid when
Darkness follows for no light has come for it has blinded all of the above the moons the stars the world beyond ours a day with out light is like a
There once was a flower that envied all flowers it wished it could sing it wished it could talk it wished it could fly in the world up above
People always ask what is love? Is it sugar it is cream is it something you eat or drink? is it cupid sleeping upon the willow trees as
I stabbed you With no hesitation But my body is Bleeding. A gun to my head, Is this what love is? Till Death Do We Part
Black cats crossed Their path with orange And white eyes. Speaking spells Of hell and damnation As Halloween is The damned.