Submissions by beautiful_accident
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I play in the macabre, the erotic, the taboo.. but it's just play for the most part. I don't beat or kill people or puppies in my spare time.
DARK POEM
Published
1st Jul 2011 8:04pm
1st Jul 2011 8:04pm
Sacrifice(for Gore soaked competition)
661 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2011 4:01pm
25th Jun 2011 4:01pm
your addiction
Beauty fades
Broken mirror and razor blade
I have to watch you waste away
Do I have to watchyou end
When it's my eyes that sink slowly in sadness
My throat that doesn't swallow,
my voice that doesn't sound
How do we call this your 'sickness?"
You make the choice
You get to be high; I clean you up
I get to be here for both of us
And you, you get none of the blame
Just the escape, the attention
Because you're the one with the disease
And I'm just with the diseased
Broken mirror and razor blade
I have to watch you waste away
Do I have to watchyou end
When it's my eyes that sink slowly in sadness
My throat that doesn't swallow,
my voice that doesn't sound
How do we call this your 'sickness?"
You make the choice
You get to be high; I clean you up
I get to be here for both of us
And you, you get none of the blame
Just the escape, the attention
Because you're the one with the disease
And I'm just with the diseased
1042 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2011 3:02am
22nd Jun 2011 3:02am
my famous monster
Living with my yellow-headed nightmare
Accusation dwells in her dead-eyed stare
I coat her lips in vaseline
Splash her eyes with gasoline
Desire is somewhere in between
I love to watch baby burn for me
Silent words spill from her open lips
My skin under her dirt caked fingertips
I love the smell I love the sound
I love her when she's not around
I love her even better in the ground
The papers all read her name
She didn't even have to work for the fame
"What a beauty! What a shame"
What an end to a hollywood game ...
Accusation dwells in her dead-eyed stare
I coat her lips in vaseline
Splash her eyes with gasoline
Desire is somewhere in between
I love to watch baby burn for me
Silent words spill from her open lips
My skin under her dirt caked fingertips
I love the smell I love the sound
I love her when she's not around
I love her even better in the ground
The papers all read her name
She didn't even have to work for the fame
"What a beauty! What a shame"
What an end to a hollywood game ...
1058 reads
8 Comments
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