Haunted Lunacy Poetry

She cuts me deep, but I love her so. I long to wrap my arms around her, even as the blood still flows. With every tear she makes me cry, I will make myself to blame,  and apologize for the blade that she uses to inflict my pain.  Round and round on the devils dance floor I can never let her go,  I’ll hold her tight and kiss her lips, for this dance is all I know.

There is an abyss of broken  stars within those angel eyes, galaxies of scars and pain  that shimmer when she cries. Oh to be an astronaut and drift among those stars, floating through the space of her kissing every scar.

I miss my best friend, I love her so. To me she is the world, I can never let her go. Though she doesn’t miss me, still I hope and pray, that she will come back and decide to stay. This broken heart I can’t console, without her my demons, they gain control.  So I weep in silence, and pray this heart mends, for I miss my angel, the ghost of my friend. 

The poets curse is to hold this pen, to write the words that hurt within, to weep alone and spill this ink, when all he wants is to cease to think. These pages stained with memories  so dear, he keeps them close and pretends she’s near. Immortal words, his ink will flow, he can never truly let her go.

The wall is finished, none shall pass, No more bricks to lay, she was the last. So I say goodbye and retreat within, and mourn the loss of my dearest friend. She is the soul I will miss the most, my heart will forever be haunted by her ghost. Isolated, I feel so sick, as I gently place my final brick.

Suffering sweet soul, / loneliness my only friend / no ear to listen.

Goodbye November, take her with you as you go. Whisk away my broken heart, the darkest pain I will ever know. Her ghost will haunt the months ahead, and torment me deep within my soul. Sweet November take her please. It’s time for me to let her go.

It was stupid of me to think that you could ever love me, to think that you would place no one else above me,  to make me your stars,  when you were my moon,  I gave you my heart, and you sent it to its doom.  In spite of all that you still hold it in your hand,  you grip it so tightly,  it’s more than I can stand. I still love you. I just wanted you   to know.  I pray to god every night that he  would please help me let you go, but I can’t and it kills me, it hurts so deep inside,  so I retreat within myself,  for it’s my only place to hide,  but your there too,  I cannot escape you no matter what I do,  I fell in love,  I guess my heart is stupid too.

I saw it in a dream, the fear, it did provoke a scream. It woke me from  my sleep, Drenched in sweat, I began to weep. So from my bed  I arose, and grabbed  my pen to compose this prose, writing words of beckoning dread, this  dream of you inside my head. It was only fiction, my heart, it knew, for in this dream you whispered,  ”I love you”. 

I wept for her ghost, / before she was even gone, / haunted in her arms.

Our love was just a made up theory  based on a ghost town, we used to walk these streets together until  you stopped coming around. Empty haunted buildings  where love once dared to dwell. filled with broken memories this  place is now my hell. Whispers in the hallways, remind me that your gone, your arms, they used to hold me, in this place we called a home. Now i sit within these desolate walls, in this empty hollow town, where love once dared to dwell, and you once came around.

Oh sweet gentle death, / wrap me in your cold embrace, / my heart has wilted.

She has the hair of an Angel and the devil in her eyes. All of hell weeps for her when she hangs her head and sighs. Stripped of her wings and the halo she once  wore. Damned to roam the earth, condemned  forevermore. As long as I breath she will never come to harm, I’ll take that fallen angel and wrap her safely in my arms.

I carry your heart with me, kept in a box next to a bloody knife and my broken dreams, ever closer to the blade, It still beats in rhythm with  my own.

Every whisper and every flaw, every touch, this heart recalls. Eyes that move this soul to sin, a smile that stirs all that dwell within.  A beauty that fill the angels with envy, I also feel it, for she is not with me. A pain inside for which there is no cure, this heart only beats because I love her.

My love means nothing, / your crimson kiss stains my skin, / drain me sweet lover.

Demons bare their teeth, / when you think that they are gone, / pierce my skin once more.

My soul fans the flames, / one by one the witches burn, / cursed smoke fills my heart.

She’s full of poison / and sharp objects, oh how I / long for destruction.

I am a nightmare, / a beautiful screaming fuck, / love me in the dark .

Glowing embers fall, / erotic burning petals, / the rose burns alone.

Exhausted. Depressed. / Chaotic thoughts plague my mind. / Anxiety’s gentle kiss

This void deep inside, / is only filled by your smile, / I cant let you go.

My heart must let go, / of the one I have wanted, / but will never know.

I have built the wall,  but oh what it has cost, With every brick that  hides my heart,  It reveals a piece of me, that I have lost. brick by brick, piece by piece, my soul it sighs, my heart does cease. My darkest thoughts , my only friend . For within these walls, no one gets in , But woe to those  who dare peak inside. Im haunted by ghosts in this place I hide. My heart has wilted. My mind is sick. Oh God! I have built , these walls to thick .

Come little spider, please lend me your eyes, spin your seductive web as my soul  slowly dies. Caught  in your trap, I’m tangled in fear. Come little spider please lend me your ears. I know that your going to sink your fangs in, bleeding me dry of what  is left deep within . I came so willingly to be  destroyed, come little  spider, release me into  the void.

The poets heart once loving  and bold, now bitter and dark, silent and cold. The pieces they crumbled until nothing remained, Just a frigid, quiet void, where he kept all of his pain.  Never again would the  poet feel love, he will shut  out them all, even god up  above. Do not seek out his heart or reach for his  hand, just let him feel nothing so he will not  be hurt once again.