bones of your shin grow thin
thief to your strength ran you into a dead end
vampire cupid sucks all happiness out of you
vampire cupid sucks all life out of you
you'll walk in a room
nobody notices you because you're dead
so you put the light out and take some rest
you'll never wake up in the same place
all these faces you wake up to will be dead lights and you're never surprised
some have veils more vibrant that your veins, blindfolds that banish you from their vision and you're yet to unfold why everything around you is so dark and distant
wonder why you feel like you're in another dimension?
one that is sugar coated with venom and bad chains of broken ground
your warm heart edges break
this is life to you:
a deep dark abyss into a dark blue voyage
where the violence only happened to you and the violence
never as pleasant as palmer violet sweets or voilet flowers...
think sweets of Snow whites like poisoned apple or pretty thrilling pills
vampire cupid sucks all happiness out of you and your throat runs dead
you await a bullet to your head
your heart beds a death bed and your eyes shed black tears
so we had the rocky horror show which was fun and loved..
but then we had this:
the sorrow horror show
which was only presented to you
presenting unwanted reflection in mirrors,
rejection, self inflicted pain and dodgy dog like make up for a foggy young emotion that never beamed the fog lights...
and your ruby gloom lifestyle went into the thin blue air
along with your bones and solitary shows where people throw tomatoes
and there you go trying to push blushed cheeks from embarissment but you keep crying
and your self
along with anyones cares about you go flying out the window
no more sinceres or good dreams
just black crows where you seem to be a scarecrow in their fields
say hello to your ongoing nightmares
you tried to touch the light and the light went out when your cold hands reached out
your warm heart can only fall apart
your whole life can only run out like batteries (if the energy hasn't gone already)
your whole world could only life a hole in your heart
your whole life could only be described as a blackout for eternity
wearing black eyes and cold hands that cover them
Author notes
OPT 1
A contest entry
- My Horror, My Dream. My Reality by x Simply x Me x.
425 points, ended August 5, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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wow this is great!
and i love rocky horror picture show!!! lol just had to add that
thx for entering

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before i can comment you must put which option you chosein you A/N pleaseandthanks
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oops..
aw i'm a bad person for forgetting that.. i will put it in straight away.. thanks for telling me
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