Submissions by Kylebabij89

I’m bloody raw
Skin bored down to show the rotting inside
The white gleam of bone sprouting
Like tulips in the spring
All along my carcass

The buzzing of insects as they feed their thousands
The stench of it filling me with glee
I await the end knowing it’s not long
The blood will cease
The wolves will come

The buzzing stops
A blinding pain as I’m born aloft
The same one always
Pushing me forward
Dragging me along

The same routine
The wounds are patched
The bones mend
The...

The sky is falling
It always has  
I didn’t realize  
Till it hit my hands  
 
The blue swirling about me  
I drown in its depth
Losing my body, myself
At least what’s left
 
The pain of it anchors me  
Staking me into the ground
I must withstand  
 
Still clouds left
Puffy and white  
Selfish to leave  
So many insight
 
So like atlas I rest
Screaming in unruly acrimony  
Persisting nonetheless  
 
The ground fractures  
The dark threatening to...

There was a butterfly,
Who lived in a large, square box,  
With four tall glass walls,  
And a glass ceiling with a lock.  

Many observed his beauty,  
But could never get too close,  
There was only his master,  
The one whom loved him most.  

Indeed his spirt was astounding,  
He was so perfect and so alive,  
Until his wings began to fade,  
For he was struggling to thrive.  

He tried to tell of his sadness,  
Showing his colours at their best,  
It was all to no avail,  
Soon he grew depressed....

I am empty
A piece of art left unfinished
Stumbling through life trying to find purpose

I am empty
No one has ever loved me
Most people laugh at me
Or ignore me

I am empty
Nothing matters in my life
There is no reason to get up
No reason to live

My greatest curse of all
Is my determination
I want to live but as I stumble through life
I'm beaten to a pulp daily

Who am I?
What's the point?
Why the fuck do I care whether I live or die?

I am empty
But I'm smart enough...

You asked me once why am I so angry,
So full of rage that not even the presents under the tree nor the children in their beds , could change my dark demeanor

I ignored you and just stared back with my piercing gaze, a gaze that could shatter rock, set water alight and even turn the happiest of smiles upside down

My answer is not quite so easy that I would just tell it to any ninny who approached me,
No matter how pure you seem
I simply don't trust you

For I was wronged deep in my soul, deeper than the deepest and darkest abyss
...