Dragging ourselves through the hours of dawn, setting our hearts on fire with delusion, drugs, and waking nightmares. Some poets may call it the entrance to the… Read more “Pulse”
Tag: #drugs
Déjà vu
I’m well acquainted with the bathroom floor and my slushy eyes shining like gunmetal; no stranger to the sweet song of sorrow and the misery that I… Read more “Déjà vu”
Bad Habits
A series of pure, dirty, and raw habits I can’t evade. An obsession with touch, blisters from crave; scar tissue, paper cuts, an anesthetic of lust, bad… Read more “Bad Habits”
Blame Me
Blame me for the misery, my kaleidoscope mind infused with misfortune Our love I torched so bitterly, sweet serial killer of mental distortion The demented spirits that haunt… Read more “Blame Me”
Panic
Wake up, can’t breathe. Panic attack, mad dream. Pills, pills, colorful pills. How much Xanax does it take to kill? Make me numb, kill the pain; heal… Read more “Panic”
Sinner
Ripped fishnets, short dress; frayed denim, pretty mess. Rock n’ roll soul in her fucked up fantasy; rhyming dirty words, singing sad songs of tragedy. Rebel rebel,… Read more “Sinner”
Violence
He was the muse to her destruction, with her beauty always came a certain violence. She was the moon during his indigo hours, the shadow to his stardom.… Read more “Violence”
Femme Fatale
Make me your corrupted queen, scratches dragged across your chest Give me a good self esteem, bruises tarnished on my hips Dictator of our vanishing fate, embellish… Read more “Femme Fatale”
Numb
I do anything it takes solely to feel a beat in my malleable heart. I am a junkie for suffering, it is the only way my lungs… Read more “Numb”
