:devEmo-Club: Literature Contest #12 by Before-I-Sleep on DeviantArt

:devEmo-Club: Literature Contest #12

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You're My PoisonI'm dying
The pain seeps through
Clutching at my heart
Ripping it to shreds,
You merely watch
Pretending you're not the cuase
Seeing me die slowly
Every time you leave me,
But you return
As you always do
Slowly sucking the poison out
That you yourself placed
And i begin to forget,
Just for a moment,
And fall back into love with you again.
And with every kiss
Every time we fuck
Every second i spend loving you,
I feel the poison
Seeping back into my heart
And with everytime you leave me
i begin to die again
While you pretend not to see.
You're the poison and the antitode
My killer and saviour
The reason i want to live
While i slit my wrists,
You're my poison
My andidote
And my addiction
As i continue to drink you in
And choke you down

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I am colorfulRed is the sore flesh of my lung,
begging me to let fresh air stroke my tongue.
Yellow are the countless strands of my hair,
swirling as I plunge deeper into despair.
Green is the glow of my weary eyes,
helplessly awaiting their demise.
Blue is the chapped skin of my lips,
frozen by a thousand chilling drips.
Violet is the tone of my scarred face,
surrendering to the water's cold embrace.
Black is the color lingering over my chosen doom,
All of my colors,
I present for the waves to consume.

Frozen Tears Pt. IAs I lay here, out in the heartless, frozen world,
I think of all the pain I have caused.
Not just to myself, but to others also.
I want to right my wrongs,
But I have no idea how to.
As I lay here, out in the frozen, heartless world,
I think of all the pain you have caused me.
And how it tore me to pieces,
Even years after the fact.
I want the pain to end,
But I don't know if it ever will.
As you lay next to me in this world,
I wonder about what you're thinking.
If you are thinking about the pain you caused, if any,
Or about the terror you are caused to hold inside,
Terror of what this world is coming to,
Terror of what will happen when you get home.
As we lay there, in the frozen world,
Tears stream down our faces,
Unheard sobs rack our bodies,
And then, in the frigid air,
These tears freeze on our cheeks,
In our noses, and mouths,
Making it more difficult to breathe than ever.
More difficult than when our father beat us,
More difficult

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Published: Feb 14, 2013

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