“The fragile frequency on which his nightglare exists sends desperate shock waves; subtle static to infiltrate my daydreams, breezing over my lips {come back}, knocking faintly on my skin now once in a while, reminding me of when i really did believe strangers had the best candy The waves that got through to me just like we were one- back when I was fragile too” PoetryGrowthRelationshipsAttractionDark PoetryIndie PoetryConfessional Book:Inviting...and other misfortunes Source: Inviting...and other misfortunes
“Don't bother pulling my string again- Not behind those doll eyes anymore I won't say what's expected, kid, laugh at your tantrum on the floor I'm just not looking at you, kid, I'm not a piss-poor heart anymore; Not going home with the lowest bid Out of stock- your projection whore I'm never going back to the toy box Elevated up from the cellar- home of the wish-washed pretty cocks Out of the dark, preachin' Helen Keller Bored with the coin-operated allure I'm top shelf, kid, out of your reach You can't afford to walk in the store Turn around, kid, don't slip in bleach -from 'Ragdoll$ & Riche$” PoetryGrowthMetaphorSelf WorthRebirthDollsLyricalDark PoetryConfessional Book:Confessions of a D3AD Petal Source: Confessions of a D3AD Petal
“Rape them all in my daydreams for being good lil' nightmares; Drape me in blurs of memes I buried alive all my double-dares” PoetryDreamsNightmaresDark PoetryPunk PoetryTransgressiveIndie PublishingConfessionalIndie PoetCasey Renee Kiser Book:NightMARE Crush Source: NightMARE Crush
“Waking up breaks my heart. Getting dressed breaks my arms. Joining the crowd breaks my legs. Letting someone in...does me in.” DarkDarknessSadDepressionSuicideMiseryMental IllnessMelancholyIsolatedSuicidalGloomDesolationBrutal HonestyConfessionalSevere Depression Book:Darkness Plays Favorites Source: Darkness Plays Favorites