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A Confession On Mondayyou've got another confession to make-
hidden tightly up your sleeve.

but I don't want to hold you-
my eyes are too heavy.

no, I don't want to hear it-
my mouth is sewn too tightly to the sheets.

I'm too cold to listen.
Too low to respond.

so, why don't you write
me a sour love letter
dripping with your sunday smile
and night kissed eyes.

why don't you lean in
and let your tongue
burn my reality,
Cleanse my thoughts, or...

Are you too afraid to say it?-
Silence.

You call that an excuse?

EuthanizedThis game
You play, long nights
Short temper, little fights

Red-zone
Heart eater, sick puppy
Kick me when I'm down, honey.

You see me as a carnage target
Blood red, right to the center.
You're a lovesick tormentor.

And I'll never love anyone else.

You Don't UnderstandLow shadows
wont bend to the
will of the sun,

But-
You say you need me,
Don't use words you don't understand.

Still, you wrap me in a world of wishing whispers,
weak waves against my silver shores,
trying to drag me into your tall teal tales,
your torn
tauntings.

Rolling thunder
wont hush at night,
for you can never tame it,

yet-
You say I love you,
Don't use words I don't understand.

She's Beautifully GoneHe's wearing thin now,
thirsty for her daylight
to his tired eyes

He sat there,
heavy hearted and afraid
of the truth in her voice,

Replacing yesterday with
photographs and letters,
little by little.

Behind his eyelids, there are
fire works, embraces &
captured champagne kisses
-he's sure the bubbles still linger
In her hair.

Her smile is beautifully
Tragic
Her eyes are perfectly
Dark.

Slow motion memories.
It's painful to remember;
It makes him sick.

Sweet warm from Monday night,
still on his skin, left from her
promising caresses. He sits there,
waiting for days to fade, to wear away.
He can't forget her.

He wont.

Rust. Rust.
Rain falls like acid
On your cold
Metal heart

8 pieces.
Of your
Soul
Shatter into smaller
Segments.

Swallowed.
Shards of today's
Yesterday
I hope you
Choke.

Consequence Of ConversationMy love is like
-pick up line #87
missing something.
Dull, icy vanilla
seconds, gone without it's
intense sequel.
I hold sweets to my knees, and capillaries,
sugar veins, that's my name
taste me for the bitter desperation.
You're my timid bumblebee, an oceanic memory.
You are my love.

Something IrresistibleYour architecture is so fine
I could trace the outline of your body
with my lips and fingers
All night

You're my insomnia
There isn't a sleeping pill strong enough
or a lullaby soothing enough
To keep me asleep

You're art in the human form
You fill my blank canvas
like the aftermath of a pain storm

You keep me on the edge of my seat
Like a suspenseful mystery
You surprise me endlessly

Your breath is like a poisoneous smoke
But I want to breathe it all in
Will I choke?
I don't know and I don't care;
all I know is I've never tasted such irresistible toxins

Your architecture is so fine
Mmm, I could trace the outline of your

LifeSearch for imperfection
In the wrong direction
Society's defection
A lethal obsession

A failed explanation
Government creation
The dead accusation
A liar's salvation

Complete fatality
Human mentality
Daily brutality
Life's technicality

Running through the DarkI try to fight it
Can't deny it
At the back of my mind
It's there all of the time
Can't forget
All of the regret
Cos I'm

HURTING
BLEEDING
TOSSING
TURNING
I'M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE
AS I'M RUNNING THROUGH THE DARK

All this depression
Leaves an impression
Keep on smiling
They won't see the dying
Bloodshot eyes
'Til next sunrise
Cos I'm

HURTING
BLEEDING
FIGHTING
FALLING
I'M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE
AS I'M RUNNING THROUGH THE DARK

Darkness and drugs
A smile and a shrug
I promise I'll be ok
I'm fading away
I promise
I promise
I PROMISE

Now I'm left alone
Turning to skin and bone
Drunk or high
It's all a lie
Bring on

Come Out And PlayCome out and play,
my dear.
Twisted on the floor,
how can you dance
with me when
you're crumbled?
I'm incapable of
remorese.

One, two, step to
the right.
I spin you,
and blood flecks
your skin.
As dead as your
heart may be,
I still want to move
with you.

Ripped flesh is nothing,
what matters,
is the glass I've
broken against your
soul.

You Don't Understand...His eyes flared with a darker light, just barely hidden from her searching gaze. He diverted his sight. It was hard to look her in the eye. "I would imagine it hurts," He drew his brows together, staring hard at the scratched and worn wooden table. The grooves were so detailed, it was almost moving; some things are just so oddly beautiful. He knew he was distracted, and his thoughts tugged back into reality. He lift his hands from his lap, to come and rest on the table infront of him, his face furrowed from his thoughts. "To be so taken for granted-"
"You would know, wouldn't you?" Her voice was nothing but steel, sharp and metallic. She clo

ComatoseA darkened dream
A shallow sleep
Nothing troubling, nothing deep.

Silent, hollow
Dreams abound
Comatose & starlight found.

Black & cold
Whisper words
Tangled thoughts that fly like birds.

Manic mayhem
Nightmare screams
Choked yells- awake from your dreams.

You Promised."I don't understand." Tears hung on her lashes like forgotten crystals, before shattering on her satin cheeks. "You said th-that...." Her voice died off and she swallowed around the dry lump in her throat, finding herself unable to finish the sentence. She bowed her head, hands wringing the the hem of her shirt. "You promised-"
"I know." He cut her off, his voice cold and almost sharp, and her head lift to try and capture those indifferent portals of green.
"When did it happen...?" Her eyes scanned his face in near desperation.
But his expression glorified the silence between them.
"The day it began."

SomedayI see things you'll never see
Be things I don't wanna be
Because no-one is like me
No-one else left to believe

I don't wanna know why
I just want to die
Don't want to cry
Just want to fly

That night was the last night
The last time I'll ever fight
Perhaps one day we'll reunite
Just don't worry cos I'll be 'right

I don't wanna know why
I just want to die
Don't want to try
Just wanna get high

My soul slipping away
All my skies turned to grey
I remember what we used to say
I hope I'll see you again someday

Why is it?Why is it that as a society
We are more comfortable

Seeing two men holding guns
Than holding hands

Seeing two women making food
Than making out

Why is it that as a society
We seem to believe that

Our God is always better
Even though Gods are all-loving

That peace is not shaking hands
It's having a bigger bomb

Why is it that as a society
We sit back and watch

The so called leaders
Do nothing but take our money

The politicians fight over nothing
While there are people dying

Why is it that as a society

Money is always our first priority

Kids are looking up to Photoshop pictures

Parents are acting like enemies

Why is it that

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by ~Eldritch-Fox, Mar 9, 2011, 6:07:45 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

"I'd like to imagine
It was wasted on you
The sweet, gentle innocence
Between us, two.

Over our hearts
And under the covers
We never thought
we would hurt one another.

We hid there together,
But reality is an angry storm, &
We were blinded by false weather.
all twisted and torn."

It wasn't long till she discovered
His promises were hollow.
He didn't love her.
The truth was hard to swallow.

And so he left
Afraid of the after.
She had to accept the fact
He'd never come back for her.

She Writes:by ~Eldritch-Fox

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

©2011-2013 ~Eldritch-Fox

My entry for the "Innocence" theme of my journal

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I'm kinda in love with my own poem...for once.

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~MisplacedFox Mar 18, 2011

I am so so so so so so so LOVINGTHIS!!!!!!!

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~Eldritch-Fox Mar 18, 2011 Student Writer

_{: )
awwww
thank you!!!
I'm so happy to hear that}

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~MisplacedFox Mar 19, 2011

Thank you for writing it

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~Eldritch-Fox Mar 19, 2011 Student Writer

_{you are too kind!!}

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~MisplacedFox Mar 21, 2011

umm... as you are too

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~Chicklit142 Mar 12, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

This is amazing! You have an amazing gift.

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~SomethingLeftToLose Mar 10, 2011 Student Writer

wow. brilliant. it's innocent, but sad at the same time. incredible work!

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~et141311 Mar 9, 2011

You should be, dear. Quite, actually. I love it to pieces, maybe my favorite that I have read from you.

Really. I. Love. It.

It's so eloquent and beautiful. Something sad about it as well, of course... It's lovely.

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~TGfascinated Mar 9, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

You should be... I'm bowled over by this and wouldn't change a thing

*bows to the goddess*q

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~Eldritch-Fox Mar 9, 2011 Student Writer

_{aw thank you : )}

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