you appeared like golden rays
living through trials and tribulations – for seven years not days
trudging through purgatory
your pages tell a different story
only acts of service
like locking the door
cleaning your blood from the floor
or driving over silences
growing flowers through the crevices
bullets lining the habits lived
quietly tipping over areas lit
treat the darkness like my shadow did
guess i love you just a little bit
the way you looked at me like the eclipse
is there any man that ever did do this
imagination as big as the universe
caught a glimpse when i saw you first
but time stood still
cuz God needs time to rest
i make him restless
question his own test
wounded by love
still thinking of
like turning sunsets
purple yellow gold
found the rainbow
tucked below your soul
and where i’m circling
in dream and suffering
prayers answered daily
falling from sky lately
mercy come to save me
but skies are grey
i’m not okay
pulling shoe to lace
charms knives mixed with mace
a pretty killer
deadly is a thriller
but no match to grace
wings are full of bitter
a spicy angel
or call me child
mouth is running wild
won’t watch me linger
like buildings burning down
the blood drips from my crown
but i’m no liar
cuz two plus two is fire
my location is lost
don’t fear the locust
cleaning up the rust
mold i cleared the most
with curses and firestorms
my wrath is fullform
wish he hadn’t been born
blames me for existence
loves me wish he didn’t
won’t confess he’s smitten
deny me once
won’t deny me again
let me walk away
now twice he hid
let’s pull up a chair
pretend we both don’t care
“i’m never there”
burn me in my back
turn my cheek and that
kiss me on my way
give me bitten apple
words i cannot grapple
or mind with a haze
now the cards have shifted
a child but still i’m gifted
a life i’ve never liven
i’m fucking livid
mark the wall with GENX
on hold
like a pot of gold
still climbing tho
got a ways to go
stop to enjoy sun
cry for what i’ve done
bear not what i fear
brother missing here
like a call coming from inside the house
but i’m a big mouth
i will call you out
my lips will flap
*sneak peek cuz i wanna wait to open it at the new place*
the black box came with a black card inside
and a poem… which needs a frame and candle or maybe put in a scrapbook – a fun gothic type scrapbook
with old pages tied together with twigs
(im a witch)
i got box 36. my lucky numbers.
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it feels very luxury for the price
i accidentally did the annual subscription
locked in for the season
3 more coming and i will fully open this one in 30ish days (maybe)
(it just arrived)
(i packed it up)
they threatened eviction
the devil bit his own tail
i’m speaking with a lawyer now
they can eat dust
i will watch the sunrise turn them into rust
got in trouble
for not crossing my T
or dotting my I
it didn’t keep me up at night
i didn’t even cry
how can i assist you?
turn around and dismiss you?
i’m missing vanity
you got plenty
people are saying it is gristle
put it in a skillet it will sizzle
give it a sniffle
i feel sick though
Nothing works here
Except my fears
Multiplied by seven
I’m counting years
went to hide
but almost did follow
i stumbled low
i guess i’m hollow
then again i don’t know
why you never did wallow
where my crown lies?
Copyright Ā© 2024 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved. (pā)
i have a growing disdain for anything Apple
now others do too
the forbidden bitten fruit
im aware wars and fires are everywhere
im aware of people dying
i nearly lost my life
i lost my dad and sister
im ready for the poolside
im done fighting wars
but dare not aim your fight at me
PoeEternal 