Love to Kill (everybody forgets my birthday)

You won’t move an inch if you keep standing still
You won’t reach the top from the bottom of a hill
You’ve been running in circles just to get a refill
You’ve been drinking the bottle but you got love to kill

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It did that thang where it published into a draft 👀

Proof I’m stuck in an alternate timeline

So I know that I haven’t told you I loved you in a long time but that’s because I’ve been learning how to hate you but the love spans light-years and you can’t destroy energy 👀

I mean love, you can’t destroy love…

I love you even though you didn’t wish me a happy birthday again

Bet you never forget hers…

Private Performers

They’re performers
But it’s a private show
No invitation
So I will never go

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

The amount of jealousy other women exhume from my existence is astounding

Maybe I’m the reason women have gray hair and not alcohol 😈

Y’all are performers but you don’t want anybody admiring what you do or your lifestyle

Being an angel has its disadvantages 👀

Can’t even be happy for others 👀

*rolls fucking eyes*

*goes away*

Constant Cover

Under a near constant cover of clouds
Spending time in the burrows avoiding crowds
Thunder is the echo from my heart where he pounds
Drowning all our sorrows from these vows

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I love you! ❤️

I recently learned from a TikTok that many women have grey hair already in their early 30s (must drink alcohol) and that made me feel hella good to be nearly 43 with not one gray hair!

Should I leave a locket of my hair for you somewhere before I die? 👀

A secret drop off location?

Seems like it would only be fair since I got your book and all 👀

Do you want my pigtails when I die?

Clip clip

Leave in will 👀

I guess the lawyer will have one hell of a time hunting you down 👀

“She wanted you to have this”

Proceeds to hand you two lockets of hair 👀

“Man you sure were hard to find”

👀

Maybe I can leave a little poem buried in my locket 👀

Okay, so in an alternate universe somewhere that fucking happened because that’s how fucking weird I am, I left you a locket of my hair, how creepy, OK bye now

Edgar Allan Poe’s daughter signing off

👀

Petty

Look at all the dust collecting on the wing
Look at all the lessons where we haven’t learned a thing
Look at all the voices crying they don’t know to sing
Look at all the petty liars bowing for their king

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Just freestyle dropped this poem

What’cha think?

Can’t believe I’m turning 43 next week (no grays yet)

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRJsHg1h/

Searched

What happened to you, why did you leave?
The ocean fills with tears I grieve,
I searched for you ’til I found void,
I fell for you ‘cuz I’m not poised!

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It feels weird to use full on punctuation in my poetry but one of the main reasons I stopped doing it was because someone from another country said it doesn’t translate well in a translator with punctuation and I took that whole heartedly into consideration, secondly poetry is supposed to be freeform and I like to just not use rules because there seems to be a lot of rules for there to not be any… (gaslighting is everywhere huh)

The Dusty Cracks

I don’t know how to clean a house

I’ve tried
I’ve cried
I’ve nearly died

The clothes, the mold, the mirror shows

I don’t know how to let things go

The shoes, the booze, the way you bruise or how it seems we’re born to lose

The dusty cracks, the care I lack, they say for certain my heart turned black

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Dropped spoken word of this on my TikTok!

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdoGuAxp/

Population Zero

He said he wants to dig deep
Experience life behind the angel’s wing
Far from heaven’s keep
Beneath the iron swing
Where the stars can’t breathe


You’re the reason I jumped into this timeline


Careful what you wish for
Cuz it won’t come around no more


He’s sitting on a pot of gold
Or maybe hinting on impossible
He hangs it on a line for me
Like his dream’s a possibility


He wants us broken from our roots
Then we are wild and loose


He’s like a sudden eruption
And the one thing I am always wanting


You’re like hiking a new terrain
A secret I can’t contain
You are the wind but never rain
You move with freedom where I see chain


I keep calling
Fickle and thorny
Under moon and mourning


I didn’t mean to follow
But the lines were yellow
And the cries so hollow
The flags were screaming hello


160 miles to the end of the world
To the end of the world


You were never friend
You were never foe
Light you only bend
Into something unknown
Stars can’t comprehend
What they’re never shown


My endings must be your first steps


It may be Iceland
But he is midnight sun
He’s got the world to burn


There’s poison in the water
Radiation leaking from the towers
There’s too many now in power
We are slaves at every hour


Liberty, please free me


Your book got stained
By tears of an angel
Maybe mangled
Hollowed and chained


Hello, where are you?

I want

I want to be

I want to be your hotel

I want to be your gal, your hotel

I want you endlessly, with no sleep

And when the sun should rise

So to my dreams


Look at how time pulls him
To the center of my being
He is swinging from creation
To bring me everything


I buried your book today
Six feet betrayed
Pages burned with the rage
Torn and decayed
I spit on the grave
So that’s the price you pay


I’m always awake
Dreams never come
I’ve stood atop of sorrow
Cried for all they’ve done


You’re a loser but you get to lose last


He was a stream she followed into a river that flew from November
And everything she couldn’t remember
Frozen along a seaside where all condemned her
A mirage getting nearer

He’s like a long lost love ripe from the vine
Picked from the hands of time

He’s the fresh air filtered from hope
A twisted tongue untangled from rope
A fixed hole in her boat


We need to be more stronger in our courage than our fear


The mood is morbid
More dark awarded


Where do days go wasted
Dying in the dunes
So many words we hasted
Watching how light communes


I ripped it right from the spine
I never even read a line


A place for two
Fit for me or you
With just a tiny view
Enough to kill the blue


I want to earn
So I can spend
Bred to consume
Until the end
Not born with spoon
But fed with sand
Give me more doom
‘Til world can’t stand


We’ve only ever seen ourselves in reflections or pictures
Double dirty mirrors
They sell us any sin by preaching the holy scriptures
Watching how light flickers
But they all have the same figures
Endless filthy triggers
And the devils’ are getting richer


Oh to be a sunflower instead the weeping willow


He doesn’t mind if I’m awake or doped
Love’s the cure no matter the diagnose


He’s definitely not the hero
With a population zero


Did you ever care your dreams were stitched to mine?
And choice was chosen farther back in time?


An older view but a heart of gold
Maybe reckless
But I’m dying young


I can feel him tugging like the tide
In between serendipity
There’s nothing we won’t try


I want you to come first
How earth is spinning
You should feel thirst


He’s gone but then he’s back
He’s super focused, then off track
I think it’s over when that ain’t fact
It’s never excitement we ever lack


© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


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Path

Are you a vast void?
Or a continent overjoyed?
Are you an asteroid?
On a path of love destroyed?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Ready for my mysterious death

Might still get it with this clot lurking in my heart and a left lung not fully inflating

Explains why it hurts to breathe 😑

However, new fear unlocked: Aneurysms

Thanks for checking out my new TikTok! I really want to make more spoken word videos and I can record for 3 minutes now!

Been digging through poetry I’ve written in the last few years, just gonna start dropping them with or without views

I’m dying and my heart can give in any minute 😑

And I no longer have a levee for support

They’re all gone 😑

Phantasm

Are you a safety mirage?
Should I lay down a barrage?
Is there a chance to get caught?
Is that what heaven besought?

Are you someone I can feel?
Is this fantasy for real?
Are you fate or just thrill?
Is this why hell has stood still?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I’m so deprived and devoid of life, that even if he was a predator, I’d let him eat me! 😩

Or, maybe that’s just suicidal, welp 😩

Helps 😑

He said it’s just fantasy and they all tire of me quickly

Most take one look and run! 😫

I wish the need didn’t feel so real

I need him like air 👀

*dies on street* 😩


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Deja vu

Familiar
In dream or filter
In scream or whisper
Deja vu his figure

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Did we meet in another timeline? Have I been here before?

Is your shadow a stranger? Why do I know you?

Looks like I’ve been here before yet I don’t know this place?

String theory, I’m connected to you 👀

Yep, believe in the multi-verse

Not the Big Bang

Got to go! Mental health appointment! Depressed!

And, I love you? 👀

I hope the other versions of me are doing better than this galaxy

Love in Secret ❤️

Love in secret
Like walking on the moon
Elated; but we won’t speak it
Tongue too swoon
What words befit?
Tell me high noon
Put them in orbit!

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Uhm, he’s not bored of me yet and my double pigtails are getting long – I’ve also found that I’m treated nicer by everyone when I’m wearing them

I was taking up all the space at the grocery store today and I didn’t get yelled at not once, nor snickered at or rudely cursed.

Grandpa was extra nice

The lady shopper was nervously fidgeting with her short hair

The cashier accurately predicted I met my budget

And the young bagger did the best bag job I’ve ever had

I think I’m in a different timeline 👀

Look how long the pigtails are getting

Blessed

He messaged
From deep space
For touch or embrace
Or hope a second

The way dark lessened
The hope we face
Felt love a trace
A path was blessed then

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Struggling with purpose a lot right now 👀

Facing mortality way sooner than intended and learning the big lessons

My memaw had 12 children and I feel like I’m not meeting my potential in life 👀

Now that I have heart problems it’s like I have the grim reaper breathing on my back 👀

Or tapping me with one of those thangs you use for chopping weeds 👀

I might need one when I buy some land – if I can remember the name or live long enough 👀

Probably chop my ankle off by accident because I’m prone so probably don’t need one at all 👀

Grim gonna have me spit cleaning his soon 👀

Alone

Slowly deleting every app from my phone
The ad personalization has been dezoned
Buried in the earth somewhere my bone
The only destination left is alone

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Kind of, sort of, falling into oblivion

And making it hard for even God to find me 👀

How will Big Bro track me, if I go underground?

How can people silence me if I never make a sound? 👀

Gonna teach y’all how ghosting really works 👀

Living in my car soon 👀

Good luck finding me 👀

Molten

You’re like a volcano erupting
Then there’s silence you’re suddenly sculpting
Black smoke resulting
The earth lay moping and molten

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Feeling increasingly paranoid and withdrawn and it’s only 5:43 AM. How’s your day going?

If you’re walking on egg shells, it’s molten around here 👀

In 2019 some Australians decided to go with a tour company hike up a volcano and the tour guide was like “yeah it’s a level two currently” and these people didn’t know anything about volcanoes but the tour guide was like “it’s currently a level 2, level 3 is exploding” and then the Volcano exploded and the rescue helicopter company right next to the tour guide didn’t come pick up any of the hikers on the volcano that was exploding, it was some random helicopter that decided to play rescue and hero and a lot of people died on that volcano 🌋 in 2019, a lot of people died…

It’s basically the Titanic everywhere, and buildings are falling down 3 1/2 hours from me 👀

The tour company took them hiking on a level 2 volcano and the rescue company didn’t come rescue them when the volcano went off 👀

People got burned

People died

The rescue company left them on an erupting volcano

And the mayors and the governors who pretend they give a fuck about us, they’re just playing an acting role

The White Island Volcano eruption – that’s you (the volcano) and me consistently climbing up while you’re erupting

A level 3 volcano and me hop scotching along with the tour guide

👀

But if a tour guide took me on a level two volcano that turned into a level three, he’d probably get kicked into the fucking volcano 👀

I ain’t out there doing tours during an apocalypse tho

I’m not suicidal enough to go hiking up an active volcano tho

But I am homicidal enough to get into fights with the gas station clerk

I am a level 2 volcano

Yep

👀

Paradigm

Are we adrift?
In a sea of destiny?
Is this a paradigm shift?
Is there any love for me?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Yelling at everybody on TikTok who keeps talking about the baby boomers, the millennials, and generation Z and completely ignoring the fact that generation X exist – just like my goddamn childhood – I have no fucking identity 😑

Statistically speaking, I guarantee you there have been more people who have dropped dead by suicide by generation X than of all the generations that have gone before or after

I’d like to see that chart

Suicides per generation

I bet my goddamn life on it that Generation X will have the most deaths via suicide

And I’m not just yelling at them but blocking them

Jesus was pretty angry at the establishment before he died though too

And the people

👀


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Guard (half poem, half song)

Are you an old guard?
Is your heart calloused or hard?
Have you forgot who you are?
Are you why heaven is charred?
Are you an old guard?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It probably sounds better in my head 👀

My newest TikTok has the most hearts out of them all 👀

Not the most views, but the most love 👀

And it was over my poetry 👀

Same theme and all 👀

👇

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdSoDvor/

Wanted to do some stuff today – but feeling blockage in the heart – like a blood clot is trying to pass – or it could just be the fact that one of my chambers is enlarged 👀

I’m fucking useless 👀

Still writing tho 👀

Mockery

You made a mockery of my house these bruises vivid
Fleeing reason
Like lying to the wind
Consequences rigid
Or maybe gods to blame my wings unfitted
Now trapped beneath the cross
I’m scorched and livid
Did you ever stop to think
Your words imprinted
Whether I was meant to see
Your light emitted
Is forgiveness in the tree
You were acquitted

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

What happened to Mary Magdalene? 🤔

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Pocket

He keeps me in his pocket
A picture in a locket?
Cuz lately I’m part comet?
Or maybe where his heart’s at?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

So I still own my domain and it’s paid up thanks to my patrons but I am still looking for a place to rehome or start again.

Once that is sorted I can connect my domain!

Until then, I am still dropping poetry here!

Thanks for checking out and supporting my work!

I appreciate!

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👇

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Full

When he says he’s full
But comes back for seconds
When he draws a plan
But never changes his methods
When he’s seen it all
But it’s just nightly rejections
When he’s looked beneath the stone
But worships all imperfections

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Uhm, I want to do all the things with you and all at once. 👀

Sometimes I am a speed train

Heading right toward you

Without brakes 👀

Boots

Can I be the soil under your roots?
Or the vine that’s growing our sweetest fruits?
Can I be the voice that settles disputes?
Can I be the rug you toss your boots?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Uhm, I love you 👀

And, we deserve a chance to fuck everything up

👀

And you can toss your boots at my pad anytime

👀

I mean kidnap me 👀

(Compatibility 100000000000%)

The Exodus

Call me the exodus
It is the next of us

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

– woke up still wanting to walk away from everything and welp these lines –

Maybe I identify as Moses? 🤔

So I get to wander around the desert for 500 years freeing the people but then I’m not allowed into the fucking paradise? 🧐

That sounds exactly like something a narcissist would write 😑

I’m gonna burn it down

The establishment

The 1%

All if it

I might not be alive for it

But the revolution will begin in my name

“The Enlightened One”

It begins now

Three Words

You are a shooting star
Wishes not to discard

You are an orchard
Where hope was recorded

Three words, three seeds
That’s where love proceeds

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

🥰

I mean, the world is falling apart, but I still love you.

It’s ridic. Right? 🤔

God created this obsession FYI

And I actually know what a black hole feels like

I actually know what Sagittarius A* feels like

It’s possible that sometimes I am Sagittarius A*

When other girls are talking to you

👀

But like I love this dude and the love has manifested to be real because he bought me pizza 👀

😑

Uhm, so I haven’t lost all my ass or leg progress yet but I feel nowhere near like I’m ready to start fitness again and it’s really scary to be having these kind of heart problems at my age over a fucking vaccination.

If you’re still supporting me even though I am dying and venting on the daily, thank you.

I get called lazy for serving my country and I get called lazy for having an OnlyFans.

Jesus Christ left Mary Magdalene in charge of the gospel and they wiped her from the books and labeled her a whore.

Just like me!!!

They create poor conditions for you to live in and then condemn you for trying to survive.

They fucking condemn you if you try to die by suicide as well.

“No no no you’re not allowed to die like that, it’s a sin”!

Apparently it’s a sin if you lust after somebody else even though that is actually biology

And “a sin” if you try to die because you don’t want to live in this bullshit life

The only thing that is not a sin is giving them money

Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of your money

I ain’t wrong

👀

Zone of Avoidance

He’s the zone of avoidance
Darkness so thick
No clairvoyance
Light it travels quick
Set to destroy us

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Witchy cosplay wig 🤪
If I had extremely thick black and grey long hair with bangs
I do my makeup and rarely do it the same
Cosplay wig!!!

Did you know that I am a Leo? Ruler/ leader of all the signs.

Facts!

Me burning for you in the dark

Helical

Storms take on the form of a spiral
Helical
Like a liar
Your energy
It must be viral
I’m running circles
An endless cycle

© Delia Ross. 2021

Was just having a bath thinking how water must be similar to a black hole and vice versa – The Fibonacci sequence – galaxies – how storm clouds on Earth are the same as a gas giant like Jupiter- it’s the same patterns and makeup. Snails. Biology. Poem. 🤓

It’s hard for me to even understand the concept of a black hole but I’m trying to with water.

It drains

👀

So do galaxies.

Where does all that gas stuff go?

The multiverse?

Because I’m believing more and more in a multi-verse than a big bang.

I’ve only just now understood that Jupiter is two times farther away from us than the sun, which is why it looks so tiny.

I thought Jupiter was just smaller but I knew it was far away I just didn’t realize it was that far away

👀

So what they gonna do when they reach another galaxy?

Give them a bible and start the same routine? Burning people at the stake for not believing?

Fear, it’s molecular now innit.

😑

They called Mary Magdalene a whore too and tried to erase her from the books, sound familiar?

On Fire

I love the way you come
Rushing
Like a fire hose gushing
To your will I succumb

👀

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👇

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The Storm

I am in the eye of a storm brewing
My eyes on the horizon of my choosing
Is it an enemy or a friend I am losing
Torn pages from books I am removing
Broken bottles every avenue I’m now strewing

I wrote the fucking thing but someone else is just going to steal it and then all of their followers are going to leave them the most amazing comments like they’re the best writer ever in the world and they’re gonna all buy each other’s books and support each other 👀

It’s basically the blues and if my daddy would have wanted to love me instead of fuck me I’d probably be playing the harp right now like David Gilmour’s daughter is doing

Not all daddy’s are bad

The grass IS greener

Apparently

👀

But God is also in a band called Pink Floyd

👀

And he sold all his guitars and it’s basically the end of the world

👀

I’m not wrong

👀

Carve

You make it easier to breathe
You open up my heart and carve new paths to bleed
You give me what I need
My soul feeling wonder dying by the sea

👀

Might already be dead if it wasn’t for you giving me the will to live and my doctor writing me a prescription for aspirin 👀

You don’t just give me the will, you dump a load of chemicals directly into the source at light-speeds (my heart)

If it wasn’t for you stretching out my heart…

I might not even be alive 👀

(Your mind makes it real)

(You die in the Matrix, you die in the real world)

(Yea, but if I told you that you wouldn’t have jumped)

(But what’s really gonna boggle your noodle later is would you have even broke it if I hadn’t of said anything)

👀

(Sorry living out multiple scenes / theories in this multiverse)

👀

(You saved my life)

(You might not believe it but I do)

I can say I don’t understand how I’ve been getting through these last few weeks but the reason is you.

👀

Ditch

It wasn’t luck
He found me half dead
In a ditch
Without a buck

Labeled “no one cared”
Or even worse
They never dared
And I’d gave up

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

He makes me feel like my little feet are the reason the world is spinning 🤪

Or, like a little hamster in a cage on a wheel that keeps going…

He makes me keep going…

His kisses

Incentives 👀

His visits

Break fences 👀

His kisses

Life sentence 👀

*strums guitar*

Align

I can see part of his face
Haunting me through time
I want to memorize his shape
Like a spiral on a spine
And the colors of his flesh
The canvas of divine
Takes the pain beneath the breast
Gives me hope to align

💕

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

*The below contains unpopular opinion and language* 🤓

Is it true that trademarks are only recognized in some countries now?

It’s a bold statement to make, it’s just I saw something pop up on a video game about trademarks being recognized in some countries only – or at least, that’s how I perceived it. I seem to read between the lines (or gaslighting).

So the FDA has banned menthol but I could turn myself into a lizard if I want? 🤔

So, I can get a full body lizard tattoo and split my tongue, and get a full sex change operation, I can identify as a carrot BUT it’s illegal to smoke a menthol cigarette? 🤔

Somebody help me the fuck out

I can sew up my pp and chop off my boobs but I can’t smoke a menthol? 🤔

Wait, what.

We can still feed sugar crack to 3 year olds but I can’t smoke a fucking menthol? 🤔

So I can give this god damn sugar crack to recommended age 3+, but I can legally no longer buy a pack of menthol? 🤔

It’s fucking cancer + crack and recommended right there on the package for age 3+

But menthol is fucking banned.

Uhm, okay who is running the fucking country?

Y’all have lost y’all damn mind

I don’t even smoke anymore but on the rare occasion that I do, it’s a fucking menthol.

I just don’t understand the world anymore and I can’t blame it on my brain injury any longer.

I haven’t been voting for any of this shit!

I don’t want my tax money going to NASA!!!!!

In other news, if I die, I’m still gonna be taking my last breath dreaming about you.

Because I like how you lean on my lips and touch my cheeks with your fingertips.

I like the little ways you go above and beyond to show me you care.

I like living off your breath because it’s the nectar of life.

Your kiss.

And all I want before I die.

My cat mask arrived after a bit of a challenge to get it! I’ve had a lot of request to bring back the cat cosplay but I wanted to upgrade to a better mask! I haz done! Hope you like! It’s a spectacular mask!

Getting to do cosplay is my passion and I’m always listening to what you like and I’m always behind the scenes trying to get better, to enhance my makeup skills, my costumes, my wardrobe, my camera skills. All the things.

I love drama and the arts, cosplay is improv time for me!

My workout routine has been halted, but not my diet. 🤢

I’m not quitting my photography, writing, or cosplay.

Though moving now at a snails pace.

I got it from Amazon Prime – a favorite place to shop no doubt. Been shopping there for years. Even bought my Epiphone guitar kit from there. Came with everything, still working good. 🤓

Matters of the heart

Feeling like I cannot take a breath
Or if I do, maybe it will spell death
All these tree lines, they have marked my wrath
Telling the truth, that’s my only path

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Fun day in the ER.

Now I know why people wanna die in their own bed.

The hospital is the last place I wanna cross over.

If you’re disabled, elderly, or immune challenged, stay the fuck away from those vaccines.

Wear your mask.

Be the one “unvaccinated” in the small gathering.

Or stay home.

Wear your mask. It offers the same amount of protection as these vaccines do without the health risks involved.

Yeah?

Leaving

I don’t want to leave
So he puts poison on the spoon
I have a heart to grieve
I hope it fails me soon

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Going in for dose 2 of Moderna today against my better judgment. Dose 1 made my blood pressure drop really low, my heart has been struggling to pump blood throughout my body (why I’ve been feeling so cold) because my heart is struggling to circulate (it’s only caring about my main organs) – oh wait – not dying yet. Or am I? 🤔

Not gonna lie, I’m freaking out in the most calm way. Through crying. More stress my petite heart does not need.

I’m scared.

I’m alone.

All alone.

Gonna die naked on the street outta pure madness.

I’m losing me mind.

And my heart is weak.

I just wanted to be somebody’s favorite just once in my life.

I wanted to feel wanted and loved.

I don’t and never have.

Because I’m not anybody’s favorite.

I only have my therapist to confide in.

Winter Skies (Your Eyes)

I can’t convince me you’re not the same
Got a million questions by your name
Cousin malice never was my game
Though hovering a love I cannot explain


There is no other, to fall upon me like your winter skies, the way your presence freezes me in time

Frozen by your magnitude

Afraid that if I blink I will miss you

You are a gift from wonder

Delivered by heaven himself

Perched on the back of hope

Every dream I have is at your fingertips

That is why, I love you the most


You’d still find that first day if you were here
We fit better together at everything my dear


I don’t know how many times I opened up Pandora’s box
Shed my skin alot
Twisted and tormented are thought
I still peer inside that box


No identifying markings
Just a signal in my soul
Life outside the margins
Guess he makes me whole


This quarantine is aimless
So meet me in Vegas
Our love’s the greatest
So meet me in Vegas


What is truth?
Treasure at the bottom of an ocean
It doesn’t matter to you


He’s like the silver moon hanging low in the sky
So full but far
Attainable yet not by car


That low rumble
A deep growl from the pits of his wonder
Stretching time into a galaxy


Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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