Poetry Blogs (toxic)
Aching to reach the skies
Tries and tries
Spits ash into the air that's always blown away
Full of fire
The heat of a thousand suns stirs within
But no one could ever see through the smoke he creates -
How every magician disappears
Smoke & mirrors
But when he explodes
He will burn you to the ground
Twists and turns
The world upsid...
Friday 11th January 2019 12:42 am
if he said, "meet me"
Tuesday 31st October 2017 2:18 am
At first love was a pump, a needle,
Eyes wide when your high
...Or see someone you like.
Stifled, we always rivalled
Till no more, the beat became sore
And we spiralled, overdosed,
Hot headed, cold blooded.
Passion became blown out,
The anticlimax of a candle...
Like the heroin ran through her heart,
Like the cocaine contorted her chest,
Like the salvia had shaken ...
Tuesday 20th September 2016 5:18 pm