You add bananas and pears and peaches to your collection but those beautiful purple grapes that you have been craving are stuck in the back of your throat; they are abandoned under the pretense of 'maybethatisntreallygoodforyou' and locked away under marble carcasses of dead leaves.
You are pushing everything into your eyes because you think that is what will make you live, and maybe it is; but your obsessive disease is killing you in slow bites of defective agony. And being ripped into pieces is your blessed nightmare so you'll endure this just to get to me.
I clean your eyes by dripping blood into your irises and watching the color change, because you'll never be the same. I sit, straddling you and watching the moon s.h.a.t.t.e.r in your eyes as the mochachino nail polish dries on my fingers; because the wine forced down your throat is the sweetest thing you've tasted.
We are {fallingfallingfalling} standing in piles of lust and destruction waiting for it all to blow into our chests like water, because breathing isn't important anymore. And the {lies} truths you tell me are sleeping on the tip of my tongue like poison; ready to devour you. [Because they are devouring me too.}
Author notes
The third stanza is a little odd but its suppose to be. 
~~> Ish wearing Mochachino nailpolish. 
The first stanza is also a little odd but I have no excuse for that. xD
FYI: My muse is still being mean. 
[{( I might add more )}]
Okay. So the first stanza has grapes, and then in the third I have wine. And no one would connect those, so I'm going to do it for you. Those grapes were used to make the wine, thats why it says "sweetest thing you've ever tasted".
I hide stuff like that a lot. I guess. 
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A contest entry
- Fear is the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind by Miss Macabre.
750 points, ended July 4, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Constructive critisizm please. I can't afford anything else; I'm too poor. ;)
Comments
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Wow, this poem has wonderful imagery. You wrote this prose, I would call it prose, with amazing flow. Captivating. Thanks for entering and good luck.
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I was going to enter two pieces, but, like I said before, I barely got this one in.
Thank-you very much! I'm glad you liked it.
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