I see your soul crystallizing before my eyes
Turning stale and still
Pale moonlight beaming straight through your diamond eyes
I see you turning into the demon that lurks inside
Your body is changing
Stiff like stone
Your soul is breaking in my eyes
The demon has caught you in his red claws
And he is winning your heart

One day is what I asked for
Just one
You couldn’t deliver
I was left disappointed and alone
Feelings I should be used to by now
Games are more important than your wife
Other women of a sick fantasy get the majority of your attention
Then there’s me, with the ring you put on my finger to represent eternity
I’m optional to you
And I’m never your first pick
I’m not even second or third
I’m your personal punching bag
Hurt me again and again because you know I’ll stay no matter what
Do I deserve better?
Of course I do
I give everything to you
I get nothing in return but disrespect and pain
Why do I stay?
I don’t believe in divorce
And despite all of your shit, all of the tears, all of your lies, all of the scars, and all of the pain
I still love, just not as much
I’ll continue getting hurt
And you’ll continue hurting me
And we will live our married lives miserably

My soul is fragile like a glass house
My spirit is cracked like an almost broken window
My heart is torn like shredded paper
There you sit
At the center of my world
You’ve killed my delicate soul
You’ve murdered my splintered spirit
You’ve destroyed my tattered heart
And still there you sit
At the center of my world with your promises and lies

Your fantasy world is all about you
Never about me
Much like your reality
Sex is about satisfying your physical being
But never mine
Your world is all about you, but never me
What do you do when your world falls apart?
And you’re beside yourself
Alone
A place where nothing is about you
Instead it’s all about me
Sex would no longer be for you
Instead it would be for satisfying my needs
You could see my emotions in my eyes and know how I feel
In fact you could feel it too
Would you hold me and cry with me?
Would you pick up a knife to end it all?
Maybe your reality of being about you
Is better than the fantasy of being me

proletarianpoet:

Corpses float by
spiritless husks.
Where once was life;
throat cut
bled out

No more fighting
no divine will
no material drive.
It’s over.

They drift along
subsumed by the glorious mechanism,
that most noble principle;
compete, freedom, fuck…
we don’t even struggle anymore,
It’s too grim.

All saviours are charlatans
secret handshakes for show.
We could have been born different
if only we had known
there is no meaning.

My maiden name is Sinclair. Amazing poem. I absolutely love it.

The sea sparkles in reflection of her suicidal eyes
The moon shines against her scarred wrists
The stars glisten above her thoughts of harming herself again
She is a danger to herself without a care in the world
Her fragile skin crawls in misery when she thinks of joy
As the waves crash over the jagged rocks, she flinches at the thought of pain
The sea sparkles in reflection of her suicidal eyes
Her torn heart aches at the thought of leaving this world behind
Her lips curl into a smile of sorts as the cold metal reaches her pale throat
The moon shines against her scarred wrists
She’s never gone too far with it
A calm sweeps over her as she slides the blade across her skin
The stars glisten above her thoughts of harming herself again
She can’t keep up with her over-worked brain
She feels for the first time something other than hate
She is a danger to herself without a care in the world
A bloody blade is left in the sand of time
The waves crash into the jagged rocks
Finally her soul can join the legends of the seas
The sea sparkles in reflection of a dead girls eyes
She is but a whisper on the lips of mother nature
A reflection of suicide

When my world is dark and gray
It’s you that brings the light
A ray of pale moonlight follows your every movement and leads me to you
Our hearts are connected in a way that we can’t even understand
But we know it’s perfect
You’re the closest to Utopia that I’ll ever get
And all you have to do is smile
You’re the reason the stars shine the way they do
You’re what keeps my monsters away
My life would suck without you
There would be no joy or laughter
Come run away with me to dance in the windy weather
Smile with me for an eternity
We can live in perfect unity
My lovely soul mate

I’ve found a whole new level of self loathing
Make-up won’t help me this time
I’m at a new low
I don’t even think drugs can bring me back up
I’m fighting the same old battle
To live or not to live
Should I keep on truckin’ or should I just give in
Depression runs deep in my ink stained body
This time I won’t say I’m sorry
So do I stay alive, and put with all the bullshit and lies
Or do I slit my wrists and befriend the worms below, haunting the surface with a transparent profile
My appearance is utterly repulsive with an ugly face, too
Every word spoken from my vile mouth comes out with a horribly bitter taste
Every awkward movement I make tells me I’m too stupid to live
I’ve found a whole new level of self-loathing
Only a blade can help me this time