DeepInParadise
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 12:06pm
15th Sep 2020 12:06pm
Lost love
Yeah, it’s time
It’s time to start
Speaking to your lost loves
Telling all the facts and the pain that added up to the reason that they lost us
About the nights we would sit on the edge of the bed with our heads in our hands
Thinking bout how life’s tough
Thinking bout how life sucks
Thinking bout times when we just wanted someone to talk to so we could let go and we could fess up
But that’s just bad luck
We keep confusing love with our bad lust
Tryna move forward but I’m done stuck
I just wanna call you but I don’t wanna cuss
So...
It’s time to start
Speaking to your lost loves
Telling all the facts and the pain that added up to the reason that they lost us
About the nights we would sit on the edge of the bed with our heads in our hands
Thinking bout how life’s tough
Thinking bout how life sucks
Thinking bout times when we just wanted someone to talk to so we could let go and we could fess up
But that’s just bad luck
We keep confusing love with our bad lust
Tryna move forward but I’m done stuck
I just wanna call you but I don’t wanna cuss
So...
#heartbroken
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Vferry
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 5:44am
15th Sep 2020 5:44am
Tellin' Season
The breeze was dropping secrets
with every falling leaf
Until the trees stood naked
There’s no tellin’ the words he’ll speak
Why the hell he have to wait so long
To kick up dust at the end of day
I always knew the storm was coming
But why did it have to come today
Here comes the Tellin' Season
Bout to find out the rhyme and reason
For all the things he did and didn’t do
Inside the Telling season
The weather of his words- gets you believing
That he did it all for you
That ain’t true
But he gets it off his chest...
with every falling leaf
Until the trees stood naked
There’s no tellin’ the words he’ll speak
Why the hell he have to wait so long
To kick up dust at the end of day
I always knew the storm was coming
But why did it have to come today
Here comes the Tellin' Season
Bout to find out the rhyme and reason
For all the things he did and didn’t do
Inside the Telling season
The weather of his words- gets you believing
That he did it all for you
That ain’t true
But he gets it off his chest...
#father
#family
#death #son
#death #son
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LusciousLucy
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 3:54am
15th Sep 2020 3:54am
Crazy
What I really want is you to come home
I’m sick of being alone
Every night I’m fighting battles in my head
Tossing, turning in my bed
Reaching for my man
You’ve been gone and even when you are at home
I somehow still feel all alone
I wish you’d understand
I open up you shut down
I don’t know where to turn now
I wanna fix this but how? (how?)
Sometimes I feel you don’t care
You vowed to always be there
Please tell me baby, how is this fair?
This is crazy, but I’m
I’m not crazy
Show me...
I’m sick of being alone
Every night I’m fighting battles in my head
Tossing, turning in my bed
Reaching for my man
You’ve been gone and even when you are at home
I somehow still feel all alone
I wish you’d understand
I open up you shut down
I don’t know where to turn now
I wanna fix this but how? (how?)
Sometimes I feel you don’t care
You vowed to always be there
Please tell me baby, how is this fair?
This is crazy, but I’m
I’m not crazy
Show me...
#love
#kindness
#wife
#husband
#relationships
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Last
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 7:06am
14th Sep 2020 7:06am
Better Off With You
Ten a.m and I still have no answer for how I feel
Three hours later and I still have two years under my sleeve
No I'm not purposely
Trying to have you in my dreams
No I'm not purposely
Trying to think about you every week
In the moonlight
I find its hard to hide how I feel
All I can do is write about it till my mind fears
That there is no hope
That I will go
I'm starting to feel like
That my mind
Is better off with you
In the morning when I wake up
And my eyes start to look up above
I see him looking...
Three hours later and I still have two years under my sleeve
No I'm not purposely
Trying to have you in my dreams
No I'm not purposely
Trying to think about you every week
In the moonlight
I find its hard to hide how I feel
All I can do is write about it till my mind fears
That there is no hope
That I will go
I'm starting to feel like
That my mind
Is better off with you
In the morning when I wake up
And my eyes start to look up above
I see him looking...
#love
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MgAl
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 11:38pm
13th Sep 2020 11:38pm
Bury your skulls
I know what you've done.
I should know what you've done,
because every time you did it, you did it me.
More times than I can count when I left with regret.
More times than I can say when I remembered your name.
But not many words between us need to be spun
because our private language is an anomaly
when I tear away the parts that I'd rather forget
while you insist my weakness is yours to claim.
All is beauty and perfection in the muted hours
when the dark illuminates what you're ashamed to display.
Though I still...
I should know what you've done,
because every time you did it, you did it me.
More times than I can count when I left with regret.
More times than I can say when I remembered your name.
But not many words between us need to be spun
because our private language is an anomaly
when I tear away the parts that I'd rather forget
while you insist my weakness is yours to claim.
All is beauty and perfection in the muted hours
when the dark illuminates what you're ashamed to display.
Though I still...
#lust
#secrets
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1337y2k
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 1:41pm
13th Sep 2020 1:41pm
Lacrime di un assassino seriale / Tears of a serial murder
La mia asessualità,
Non è come la tua,
No, non la viviamo insieme.
Su dieci donne, nove non mi attraggono.
Eppure loro ci provano,
Con dolci carezze,
Dolci baci sensuali,
Ma non mi funzionano, non capisci.
Ed ecco lei con la sua corda,
Si vuol fare legare,
E mi dice di legarla.
Ma legare vuole dire legare, e la strangolo.
Perché non sento niente?
Cosa dovrei sentire ora?
Piango per non sentire niente. ...
Non è come la tua,
No, non la viviamo insieme.
Su dieci donne, nove non mi attraggono.
Eppure loro ci provano,
Con dolci carezze,
Dolci baci sensuali,
Ma non mi funzionano, non capisci.
Ed ecco lei con la sua corda,
Si vuol fare legare,
E mi dice di legarla.
Ma legare vuole dire legare, e la strangolo.
Perché non sento niente?
Cosa dovrei sentire ora?
Piango per non sentire niente. ...
#dark
#sex
#murder
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1337y2k
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 1:39pm
13th Sep 2020 1:39pm
Vendetta / Vengeance
La vendetta è la sensazione migliore, ma ti ha lascia vuoto dentro,
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Nessun dio, nessun fato,
Mi concederà la vendetta.
Mi ci è voluto molto lavoro,
Per pianificare la mia vendetta.
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Prima che il mio tempo finisca,
Voglio vedere la mia vendetta.
...
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Nessun dio, nessun fato,
Mi concederà la vendetta.
Mi ci è voluto molto lavoro,
Per pianificare la mia vendetta.
Prima di morire, voglio vedere la mia vendetta,
Prima di chiudere gli occhi,
L'ultima cosa che voglio vedere è la mia vendetta.
Prima che il mio tempo finisca,
Voglio vedere la mia vendetta.
...
#death
#suffering
#revenge
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PhantomPhace
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 6:08am
13th Sep 2020 6:08am
Crack
https://soundcloud.com/phantomphace/crack
***
There's a crack inside my soul
I could sing about it forever
but I never will return to how I was
And I run so I can find
what lies over this divide
but every time I lose myself again
There's a crack inside my self
Every night I sit with Death
but each morning somehow I'm awake again
It's a nightly visitor,
sits beside me to whisper,
"Can you tell me why it is that you're alive?"
There's a place inside my soul
I'm afraid...
***
There's a crack inside my soul
I could sing about it forever
but I never will return to how I was
And I run so I can find
what lies over this divide
but every time I lose myself again
There's a crack inside my self
Every night I sit with Death
but each morning somehow I'm awake again
It's a nightly visitor,
sits beside me to whisper,
"Can you tell me why it is that you're alive?"
There's a place inside my soul
I'm afraid...
#depression
#death
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Utmakalitho
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 3:05am
13th Sep 2020 3:05am
My Crows Often Bull Gates (Sick Six Sics)
The dei, the place, it is not far away
Maiden, salvation, breaking chains
Making us innocent, in our sin, again, in a sense
Evening, land blends into sky
Night falls and we find ourselves
Blind but not lightless
Son, RISE!
You do not know what I say, just obey
You are deaf, not dead
O' betrayer of decay and flesh
Under a mock-up of Apocalypse
Throngs, lost flocks, walk on
Yeah, they'd kneel but they're simply not feeling it
Numb! Bursting!
Son of a Nimrod
Built the wrong...
Maiden, salvation, breaking chains
Making us innocent, in our sin, again, in a sense
Evening, land blends into sky
Night falls and we find ourselves
Blind but not lightless
Son, RISE!
You do not know what I say, just obey
You are deaf, not dead
O' betrayer of decay and flesh
Under a mock-up of Apocalypse
Throngs, lost flocks, walk on
Yeah, they'd kneel but they're simply not feeling it
Numb! Bursting!
Son of a Nimrod
Built the wrong...
#music
#lyrics
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Madcinder
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 00:46am
13th Sep 2020 00:46am
The Banished Boy
Oh, God, help us, oh, oh.
We are drifting alone.
Nowhere left to go, oh.
This is not our…
Time.
This enemy of mine.
No fate can be a crime.
But somehow I still find.
That time.
Is eating at my mind.
So much dead inside.
I'm leaving this behind.
Oh, oh, this world is too much to bear.
Oh, and through it all I ceased to care.
So send me away from here.
I will never draw near.
The outcast.
The dead last.
The furthest from your mind.
Forgotten.
Downtrodden.
In hells...
We are drifting alone.
Nowhere left to go, oh.
This is not our…
Time.
This enemy of mine.
No fate can be a crime.
But somehow I still find.
That time.
Is eating at my mind.
So much dead inside.
I'm leaving this behind.
Oh, oh, this world is too much to bear.
Oh, and through it all I ceased to care.
So send me away from here.
I will never draw near.
The outcast.
The dead last.
The furthest from your mind.
Forgotten.
Downtrodden.
In hells...
#hate
#loneliness
#betrayal
#lyrics
#deception
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1337y2k
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 8:23pm
12th Sep 2020 8:23pm
Anima vuota / Empty soul
Ti cerco nella notte,
come un cacciatore,
tu sei la mia gazzella.
Nel tuo ultimo giorno di passione.
So' già che corri per finta,
vuoi farti prendere,
senti la mia mano,
sulla tua spalla si posa,
ti giri sorridendo,
contenta di offrirti come premio.
Ma in realtà ero io il tuo premio.
Prendimi il cuore,
Accarezzamelo,
Accarezzami tutta,
Trattami gentile,
Sul letto,
Per terra,
Lo sento dentro lo stomaco,
Il piacere che sto per avere.
Non c'è piu...
come un cacciatore,
tu sei la mia gazzella.
Nel tuo ultimo giorno di passione.
So' già che corri per finta,
vuoi farti prendere,
senti la mia mano,
sulla tua spalla si posa,
ti giri sorridendo,
contenta di offrirti come premio.
Ma in realtà ero io il tuo premio.
Prendimi il cuore,
Accarezzamelo,
Accarezzami tutta,
Trattami gentile,
Sul letto,
Per terra,
Lo sento dentro lo stomaco,
Il piacere che sto per avere.
Non c'è piu...
#dark
#sex
#gothic
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1337y2k
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 7:51pm
12th Sep 2020 7:51pm
Nella mia fantasia / In my mind.
Nella mia fantasia,
fiori profumati sbocciano,
farfalle colorate si posano.
Pensieri gentili viaggiano,
al pari nelle nuvole bianche,
colorano il cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Nella mia fantasia,
fiori rovinati cadono a terra morti,
farfalle sole si abbandonano,
Stati ansiosi interferiscono,
al pari delle nuvole nere,
colorano il cielo.
Crudeli nubi annebbiano le mie fantasie.
Crudeli nubi annebbiano...
fiori profumati sbocciano,
farfalle colorate si posano.
Pensieri gentili viaggiano,
al pari nelle nuvole bianche,
colorano il cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Gentili nubi colorano il mio cielo.
Nella mia fantasia,
fiori rovinati cadono a terra morti,
farfalle sole si abbandonano,
Stati ansiosi interferiscono,
al pari delle nuvole nere,
colorano il cielo.
Crudeli nubi annebbiano le mie fantasie.
Crudeli nubi annebbiano...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#confusion
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