The driest places on Earth, are often near the sea
He can be exceptionally cruel
I've updated my 'About Me' with history, links, and a new photo gallery.
Will you visit me at the cemetery
Writing is my favorite thing to do, here's another for you 🙂
Round me up as bedrock for your feet (a freestyle)
Words can either move mountains or dig graves (a collection of ideas)
Lies and blood are guaranteed
Please check out my writing campaign on Patreon!!! 😍
Rhyming poetry (it's kinda my thang)
The answer is always the same.
RHYMING POETRY. Or maybe written confessions.
Heavy prices have been paid
Maybe my heart is a diaphanous veil
I was rotten until he turned me into something beautiful. He is magic. (Freestyle poetry)
There are armies bleeding tears which swell and swallow whole moons (freestyle poetry)
Promote yourself here
original poem + digiart
My love, why do you let the wind whisper doubt in your ear?
The gardens do not grow the way they used to
He says you are nothing but does with a sweat
Your words have sharp edges
What are dreams but avenues of despair
There's a dim dot glowing...
A battle between depression and unrequited love
Going, going, gone
Closer than you know
Poetry and thoughts about longing.
Freshly written. Shed a tear or two.
Just a little love poem + digiart
Forever his guardian angel
short rhyme + digiart (but is it art?)
There's so much of you and so little of me
In love with his darkness
Digital poetry / real love
I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from going down a path I never grow
Then I’d never sneer when I see an old photo
I’d never ever wonder who I’d be without the woe
I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from packing all of this emotional cargo
I seem to carry it with me no matter where it is I go
I’d gladly give it to you but there’s no place left to stow
© Delia Ross. 2019
You keep haunting me
Trigger warning. Themes of depression, cutting, and suicide.
They say when someone rescues you, you become indebted to them forever. It's true.
Just my love
We belong together, like orbits decaying
Be tender with my will
Craters have formed from the impact of your words
They crush and pulverize
How deep do my crevices go?
Their corridors are dark
And fill with regolith
I tremble with aftershocks
As your words settle into the cold
My bones hold worries unknown
My smooth surface eroding from longing
I’d let you hide in my depths
Come and go with the shadows
See how the light races around my hole
It falls into aches and covers the night with hope
I am longing to find you there
Your words move quicker than light-speed
I am hollow, penetrate me
Watch how the dust settles
There’s a glimmer of destiny there
We belong together
Like orbits decaying
Feel the pull
The more you resist, the harder I tug
Had you not found me when you did
My darkness might have perished forever
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A poem about how he destroyed his greatest love of all (and yet love survived)
I try to forget him but then the sky shows colors of his eyes and beard. He's everywhere yet nowhere.
Saline tears, darkest fears
I need you forever
For the one I adore
Until him I had no worth
...We create storms
He once called me his angel and queen. Now I'm just a has-been.
No filter Monday!! Ahem. Selfies in isolation. Open for a scare.
Maybe if he understood the need
How longing is growing like a weed
And in between the distance and the stars that truly listen
I know he’d rather have me in the lead
Maybe if I took the time to plead
And nurtured space like it was a seed
The stuff that would be growing is the energy in knowing
That fate will come to help us both succeed
© Delia Ross. 2020
In fact, I did a little jingle of this on my Tuners just…
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Angsty poetry cuz I never grew up and never will.
Hello out there. Can you feel me? Could you ever love me?
She's a fucking dilettante
When the muse becomes a fuse, light that bitch up and run
Ghosting 2.0 (I miss him and need him)
The light is going out, the light is gone
My favorite colors are you
Do you ever read something and feel like it's written just for you?
You bring light in (when can I see your face again)
The future is missing any sun
Doubt was sound asleep and dreaming
It's the end of the world but I'm okay. You?
I always feel like somebody's watching me...
Lust is easy. Love takes courage.
Where do I put the love? The world is ending but I still love you. Where are you?
Narcissism. Longing. Unrequited love.
Sending love (I think) during this mandatory social distancing
Can't sleep, wrote some song lyrics
Do you ever feel like someone's speaking directly to you even if they're not? (It gets me in trouble)
This poem IS NOT about the guy I'm crazy in love with.
I don't know how to stop loving him or whoever he is
I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....
He played me. My heart died.
Broken thoughts, miniature words, endless sorrow
I'll drop your heart in the lost and found
Learnings and hard earnings
Maybe I'm not what they need
Despair is starting to fill the love boat.
He's got a black heart
Some things aren't what they seem
Another unrequited 3 AM love poem, for the one, the haunting ghost in my life
Underneath the stones of regret peace is found
Though the tether is outstretched it is still bound
The weather grew punishing and so too his frown
But my love for him keeps circling around
And I try my hardest to stand
But this depression keeps showing its ugly hand
And I’m trying to fly but in his heart I just crash-land
And it breaks my heart I did it again
So with my broken will I isolate the curse
But without him I am ever growing worse
And if I could I would put time in reverse
Love would be the only tether we would traverse
I pushed away the only thing that ever mattered
And when he left my soul completely shattered
And now there’s nothing, not even a word
And his silence is the loudest sound I have ever heard
© Delia Ross. 2019
I never wanted to…
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I love him
I needed to vent via rhyme (themes of depression & suicide / possible trigger warning)
An anti-love poem in under 20 words
Starting to get some warm days back in Florida, woo. New micropoem. 😊
It's March? Fuck. Still love him...
Sorry's come with sorrow
I wrote this freestyle for my Instagram but felt like it belonged here...
My walls are thick and dusty but he's breaking through
I need him like air too...
Crooning for his love...
She wants you to taste her innocence
An angel dies in hell trying to save a demon she loved
I'm a fool for love
So cool! My digiart is being featured in Tom’s poem! Nice to see my digiart getting some love! I spend hours at times making digiart, it’s my third love. ❤️
It fits nicely with his poem!
Her skin is pale in the early evening
hanging upside down
from the foot of an unmade bed
watching the world beyond the window
where Autumn rain falls upward
and lights divide
No appetite in this dark room
no appetite for days
friends all kept at bay
no rubber masks, only patches of ice
no fireworks, just fallen leaves collecting
passing headlights flood the room
then scan across the ceiling
Blood is pounding in her ears
‘I’m losing weight’ she thinks
As puddles form in the street outside
the shops all wear their shutters down
She reaches up, closes her eyes
pushes two thumbs into the carpet
‘With every second slipping away
we become strangers
with every second sliding away
I cease to belong
to anyone, to anything
and strangers we will always be…’
The endlessness of loneliness
the faceless prison guard
rattles their keys
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