Poetry 8 | brilliantlysubdued

NightBird

He Is My NightBird
Flying About
In My Darkened Skies
I Watch Him
In Longing
Still And Waiting
He Brushes Me
With His Wings
Like a Demon
Teasing Me
With Temptaion
Easing me
With Love
Its To Him
I Open
But He
Doesn't See
So I Will Wait
For Him To Descend
My NightBird
My SoulMate
My Love

Pathetic

Your Words Are Empty
Spewed Rants
Of Worthless Garbage
Words Of Loves
That Left You Broken
And Far behind
Words Of Your Bitter
Childhood
Past Crimes
I Laugh At Your
Weakness
Forming Useless
Rants Of Days Gone By
Who Fucking Cares
Your Hidden Words
Seen Between The Lines
I Do Not Pity You
Or Care About Your Pain
I Do Not Care To Hear
Of Your Tormented Life
I Do Not Care To Know
Period
You Will Never Be My Equal
Bottom Dweller
Reaching Out For Crumbs
While I Take The Loaf
Seeking Salvation
When There Is None
To Be Found

Pretty One

I am The Pretty One
The One With Ice In Her Veins
I Am The Pretty One
The One Who Hates You
I Am The Pretty One
Who Smiles With Vicious Intent
I Am The Pretty One
Whose Tongue Is Laced In Acid
I am The Pretty One
Whose Heart Is As Cold As A Tombstone
I Am The Pretty One
Who Doesn't See Sunhine ,Rainbows Or Flowers
I Am The Pretty One
Who Is Lost In The Darkness
I Am The Pretty One
That Cries Alone In The Night
I Am The Pretty One
Who Looks At You Like Cattle
I Am The Pretty One
Who Questions Your Questions
I Am The Pretty One
Who Sees behind Your Bullshit
Yes I Am The Pretty One
The Belladonna
I Am Your Poison
Let me Feed You

Price

I Gave You
All I Could
Heart
Soul
Body
Mind
I Wasted My Years
I Wasted My Tears
Body Grew Tired
Mind Grew Weak
Soul Grew Solemn
Heart Grew Cold
And In The End
It Was Only Love
That I Wanted
A Gentle Word
A Gentle Touch
But I Asked For
Too Much
Now I Sit In
Oblivion
Darkened By The
Hate And Betrayal
That Was The Price
The Price For
Loving You