Ripped Denim 💜 : Writing

114+1

114+1

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Apparitions flee,through walls of my emotions:all the world's a ghost.Strange thoughts beset me,and then a revelation:that I am the ghost.
113+1

113+1

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


The night's words are said,to be replayed for all time.Tears shed in the dark.Crooked dreams I tread,warpt mirrors shine, bent bells chime.Hell's curs..
112+1

112+1

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Blood foams, muscles tight,I fall into a black pit.Eyes open to night,tongue tasting the floor,legs shattered, cranium split.Confused as before.
111

111

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Warm blanket freezes,good, hot food rots and chills me.Save me, cold comforts!
110+1

110+1

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


A crisp, moonless night,wayward tears blot out my sight.And still I wonder,wonder at the light,why the coldness holds me tight.Sea of stars a blur.
109

109

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Bricks rise up around,molded from blood, bones, and tears.Fallen in a well.
108

108

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Hell's gates crack open,shapes in the dark come to life.Screams of a drunk man.
107

107

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


One can't see the pain,at the bottom of a well.The stars so distant...
106

106

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Wolves champ at the neck,the weak are culled from the pack.Deepest wounds hidden.
105

105

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Fragments of freedom,surrendered for vanity.Whispers in my ear.