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monstercat rambles

on and on and…

Wolf
pacing the street
howlin’ at my door
dark and cold
hungry and broken
torturing my mind
day and night, night and day
under my skin
deeply and forever

Epitaph for an old muse

You evil creature, toxic and beautiful
my broken heart in search of a muse
You offered yourself to me
all the while stealing me from myself
Your cruel love gave birth to my anger, seething and acerbic
my heart bled out through my pen
You fed me candy on a reflection of myself
then smashed the mirror
You evil creature, smug and unaware
my hands in search of your throat
You choked in shocked powerlessness
all the while never seeing me
Your weakness gave birth to my courage, fierce and independent
and my heart hardened
I looked at you lastly
and walked away while you weren’t looking

you are
that which stalks me
black and shiny as the night

My muse
do you have
enough to withstand me?
I will stretch your being
push it at my will
pull it to my craving
with little regard to the damage I cause
until it’s molded
into exactly what I need it
to look like
feel like
talk like
fuck like
My muse
I love you so
I would never hurt you

barbed wire
Bloody beauty

Somewhere between doing it and not doing it,
lies insanity.

Rollin’ down that road
doin’ one o five
just to stay alive
Livin’ on cocaine and Mountain Dew
Fuckin’ sick of your jive
and the bees in your hive
Breathin’ my own fresh air
leavin’ you to theorize
the power of my supersonic overdrive

For days and days after
you’re still in my hair
still in my lungs
I breathe you in
breathe you out
And you are ever there

Caged
Teeth on edge
and ready to bite

To protect myself
I told lies and I made promises
my heart could not keep
To survive
I turned my heart
into a fist wrapped in blood 

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