I don’t feel safe in my own home
Got the devil stalking with his thorn
Acting like it’s his throne
He’s not welcome anymore
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The Words
The words
Rolling in like thunder
The Earth begins to shake
But, I have lost all wonder
The roads
They all lead to plunder
My body aches
I can’t feel fire from under
The wounds
They cover blood with hunger
Going over mistakes
There’s none I can take cover
The Moon
She has lost her number
Chances we forsake
Love flowing down the gutter
© Delia Ross. 2021 / PoeEternal
Ah, there she is. Disillusionment. Open wide.
FOREVER MOOD
👀
*dies in street*
Cold Water
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
So, I love you both. What now? Burn me at the stake? Ghost me? Crucify me? Put weights around my ankle and toss me in the sea?
So, I’m affected by the triangulation – the bizarre love triangle – The great Bermuda triangulation.
You both turn me into an animal. You bring out my fangs and my claws. Kitty wants to play.
Kitty wants to scratch and bite.
So you get me all riled up to play and now you’re not available?
I guess we’ll just sweep your devotion under the rug like it never happened?
I should just delete every fucking voicemail?
You didn’t actually need me?
That’s not what I heard at all.
But good luck with your new proposition, y’all aren’t going to get along at all.
I’m literally your dream girl but whatever.
Oh now you don’t think we have chemistry?
Like, I was fine being emotionally unavailable and just like the sex object.
I WAS OKAY WITH THAT FYI
I’m just trying to figure out what my role is now because I actually liked you.
Oh, I’m just the useless sex object again?
I now serve you no purpose?
From worship to worthless?
For a leaf blower? M’kay… 🙄
Enjoy.
My feelings never changed but I’m aware that yours did.
Code Words
Is there a secret code written
Maybe in the stars hidden?
That connects you and I?
Are there garbled words which turn a prism?
Into harvest worlds that keep us smitten?
The way your verbs connect my heart and mind
Are there paths we’ve taken still unwritten?
The way my will to you is freely given
Under cross or reign, no clearer vision
I am hung to you like holy linen
Was it God himself who became a villain?
Touching toes in hell, loving all a sinner?
I am called a whore, you’d give me your dinner?
The lesson here, I think love’s a winner?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I don’t know if I said what I was trying to say or not? It’s a messy morning freestyle. The message became more important than the rhyme.
Jesus loved a sinner best (as I love you) – if I recall correctly, he made some “whore” his equal (but the illuminati removed her from history and I’ve been trying to get ahold of her script so I could read what she had to say) .
“Let’s reinvent gods all the myths of the ages“
Stone me, love me, I’m yours. Free will.
I can handle whatever you give me.
I would die for you.
2 words we should just avoid: hello and goodbye?
Is hello so hard because of all the things I’ve done?
Would you deny me 3 times? In public? My name?
The kiss of betrayal?
Would you sell me out for money?
No, I don’t believe you or I would, but I believe that bitch you were formally with, you know the one with the red hair that I still can’t fucking stand, yeah that one, that one would definitely fucking deny you three times for money…
Even tho she acts like your number 1 stalker, I mean fan.
I still own that title per my confession on TikTok 👀
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeUC7b31/
So whatcha gonna do, crucify me cuz I love you? You already do, DAILY with the ghosting.
*waves white flag*
Surrender/ not your enemy 👣👣👣❤️👣👣👣
(I’m not her enemy either and she needs to learn how to play with others in the playground and stop being a bully. I haven’t been to her blog in a thousand fucking years. I made my apologies publicly and privately and have made my peace with my errors a long time ago.) And nothing I ever did to her justifies her trying to sabotage and take down my business.
Not to mention she was 1000% not following WordPress policy. Was I wrong to leave hateful comments on her blog? Yes. I’m a child, we know this. 👀
Erroneously reporting my content on Instagram and getting it removed out of spite and jealousy, is again, fucking wrong and illegal. Instagram continues to put it back because I am following TOS policy.
She has found a way to manipulate the system because she’s a two-faced bitch.
I know it is her or someone working for her and you’re not gonna convince me otherwise.
Every trail leads to her.
Except your new book, thank fucking god. I have seen the light.
Psycho fucking bitch
Oh sorry, still thinking out loud… 👀
I mean, it’s only been like 48 hours since she tried to take my account down again, so all is fair in the game of love and war???
👀
Checkmate? 👀
Matching tides. I adore you. 😍
Mirrors
He knows not the world is ours
Only picket fences growing thorns
He forgot the love he empowers
Only mirrors showing horns
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
You never know who is watching
😍
I mean, this song still makes me lose my shit and I’m still wholly obsessed with you.
I just see it as a sign from the rock gods
I am a music groupie, but I’m not allowed to talk about it anymore.
I do miss hanging out with all the rock gods.
Bless me with your tunes and VIP
Amen
(Signs from the rock gods, signs from the universe)
Is a gig in my future soon? It would be a miracle at this point.
And the guitar player for Alice Cooper is in my story, coolz!! 👀
I was just thinking how I wasn’t welcome in your house and how I needed a little attention and here you go blessing me with the rock gods so thank you
(And for the other grey signs too) ((my orbit is circling back to you, thank god))
SIGNS 😍
P.S. your poetry is my bloodline
P.S.S. (your rap drives me insane) ((I’m sorry for always childishly dry humping your existence everywhere but like why are you so fucking perfect at everything- the darkness- the light- I need every inch of you)). FUCK
Our love is meant to be.
I DON’T WANT TO BREAK THESE CHAINS 🎶
Love is You and I
Did you see how quickly I was tossed?
But with you, I never left your thoughts?
You didn’t want to see him as my lover?
But I couldn’t take another…
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Did you get my message that popped into and out of existence like an atom?
I’m so proud of you.
Our orbits are stretched so far, but our bond is like gravity.
How long does it take for messages to be received from deep space?
Am I even heard?
I love you. Forever. Always.
Come what may…
Booty gains
Progress is slow is progress. Spiral out, keep going…
Riots and protests
“Riots and protests / just make us famous”
Thought I’d post this over here, since it is so very offensive that it needs to be reported.
So enjoy.
It’s just silly given that the tags were still on and there was literally nothing to be offended by.
But I have calmed down now that Instagram has put my post back.
Type O Negative, a favorite band of mine, had an entire country ban them once and I’m literally having meltdowns because one person has it against me LOL LOL but in the end Germany unbanned them, they were allowed to return to the country and perform again and Germany is now like one of their number one fucking supporters, so you know, my enemy, is just really my teacher…
My enemy is turning into my teacher
LOL
I took live video which is actually photos and not videos but I haven’t been able to sort where I can upload it anywhere and I’ve already hit Google and seen that other people have had this issue with their iPhone X, iPhone 6, and other iPhone devices.
When I go to add it into my Instagram story it shows it as moving but then when it’s posted it’s not. *sigh*
So now I have a lot of really cool practice booty shots that I took in this new set while the tags were still on and I even added the effect to them making them animated but now I don’t know how to upload the content where it’ll actually be fucking moving like it’s supposed to.
It doesn’t save like GIF or video – And I have a brain injury and a new device and I’m moving over from Samsung Galaxy to Apple, it’s an entire new fucking world. Alice in wonderland 👀
But Samsung lost me when they forced the Facebook app on you and you can’t remove it at all.
Facebook has given me account deletion warnings and now I’m just gal gone wild there. It’s best I avoid. I don’t want any social app FORCED on me. Especially one that wants to ban me from its use.
It’s literally dude after dude trying to “get to know me” so they can get free nudes and have a better cum session. End of.
Some of them don’t even try to get to know me, they just get straight to it and ask me for the nudes.
Happens all the time.
But get this, I’m a whore if I ask them to pay for it and I’m a whore if I don’t give it to them for free.
Yee haw hang on mama we bought to let our tiddies fly!
On my OnlyFans. 😊
Because that’s the only legal place I am authorized and verified to show my body.
THE ONLY PLACE I CAN SAFELY BE A GIRL.
Also was getting tired of people trying to get me to sell them nudes of my tiddies.
I ain’t going to jail selling my content to some teen.
Again, I’m on OnlyFans, it is the only place I feel safe to post any nude content.
Or fleshy content.
Or flirting.
Or seduction. Which is kind of like a big thing for me as a vampire, I can’t even be fucking seductive anymore. 🙄
But if you’ve got some overly engorged fake ass sex organs you can post that shit everywhere.
I used to think that my body was gross because that’s what dudes had me believing because I didn’t replace my shit with plastic and prematurely age my body.
But more and more as I look at deformed Hollywood it literally hurts my eyes.
It happened to Michael Jackson and he was my first crush but it got to a point where I couldn’t even look at him anymore but that didn’t stop me from bleeding on the couch for two weeks after the illuminati murdered him…
Anyway if I can figure out how to get these files posted and moving in their animated form, it will be really cool for my next photoshoot. It’s definitely one of the reasons I wanted to get an Apple iPhone because I’ve heard that you can get amazing photography and videos and I really really really really really love videography.
But so far I think Twitter is the only place I have found where I can upload it and that is the one place I don’t want it to go.
Gonna try and figure out once again WHY the format is not being recognized when I upload to Insta, WP, or OnlyFans. At this point I would love to be able to share the practice ones I took of my bum in this new lingerie set. 🙄
https://support.apple.com/en-us/HT207310
If anyone has a quick work around for this please let me know.
These aren’t MP4 or GIF and at this point if I can learn how to convert it into one or the other that would even be helpful…
I love having a new toy but I have a learning disability.
I hope you can be patient with me before I push out my next OnlyFans content.
And I’m sorry for turning off commenting everywhere I could on my social media platforms- but I was under threat and when my intellectual property is under threat and under fire, like the only thing I know how to do is to take cover.
The Army literally trained me to take cover when under fire and also if surrounded by enemy with no means of support, to play dead.
I’m fucking good at running for cover and playing dead.
FYI. When you see me retreating, I’m usually drowning.
Please don’t take your love from me.
I need you more than ever.
Maybe
Maybe if I listen, I can hear the leaves whisper calmly to me
Your sappy sweet refrain, always leaves me with a mouthful of watering hope
My fingers are sticky from your words dripping like maple
I run my tongue over desire
My thoughts become fabric stuck with traces of you
I smell of life and your words
Lifelines but in trees
Waving gently
Are you calling to me?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Color
What color are your eyes?
Are they ivy?
You’re looking at the blind?
You’re seeing right through me?
What color is your heart?
The color of night sky?
Can’t see past all your dirt
I guess you’re not my guy?
What color is your soul?
Do you think it’d ever fly?
Say you’re never feeling whole
But you’d never let me try…
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
From dudes ghosting me to trying to kidnap me off the street- I just ain’t feeling right…
Know what I mean?
You ever have some guy wait for you to come out of the store and then exit their vehicle and chase you down the sidewalk and then not take two no’s for an answer?
He actually went “hmmm” and started looking around the parking lot.
This is after I’ve told a stranger no TWICE that I did not want to go for a ride with him.
He still hadn’t left.
Now he’s going “hmmm” and his eyes are scanning the front door and parking lot.
He then looks back at me and my facial expression read: is this the part you now grab me and I fight back
He said “alright” despairingly and left. Finally. But it was the longest seconds of my life. Too many seconds after the second no was issued. Too many.
I spent the next 20 minutes or an hour believing he was following me and wouldn’t drive any route home.
I have not recovered.
You ever have a guy wait for you to leave the store, exit his vehicle, run down the sidewalk, and not take no for an answer?
And then watch him scope out in contemplate if he’s going to take you or not?
In broad daylight?
I don’t like getting out. It’s too dangerous being this dainty and cute.
I need a bodyguard. Hence, I’m packing weight soon.
Know what I mean?
I got a girl you want to meet her? Her name is 9 millimeter…
Are you the breath of life?
Did you know that you’d settle in me like a hundred sunsets, in just an instance, with one breath?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Thanks for supporting the little gal! I’m going through some weird self-loathing stage but I’m sure it’s because my dad died, this pandemic, isolation, depression, nearly getting kidnapped, my PTSD and anxiety on full alert, my hormones raging wild like a stallion, jealousy, and possibly even the fact that I need to get to the store for more carbs and protein for the booty gain rebound fitness diet. I’m out of chocolate. Blasphemy. The great thing about this diet, it includes loads of food. 🙂
Resistance training is no joke. Back to sharing workout vids next week.
Need more protein for the booty gains. Getting ready to add proper ankle and wrist weights to the bounce routine.
I ordered some shiny leggings. I can’t wait for them to arrive. I hope they fit.
Shiny leggings!!!
My motivation to keep working on booty gains.
I also have a shoe fetish but I hate wearing shoes.
Unless it’s Docs.
But I have a ridiculous shoe fetish. So, gonna be updating the shoe wardrobe soon as well!
K, thanx, bye 😷
Was it Not?
Was it not the great Saturn Jupiter conjunction that made you fly by?
And when the world was all but sullen, you made the Earth cry?
And if you stopped but for a moment, would our love die?
And are you all I was ever hoping, wishing on starlight?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Once upon a time, I believed in love
*wishing love was real*
No Clear Shot
My love,
How am I to find you through all these weeds?
The sun is rarely shining on my needs
The earth she cries and cowers where she bleeds
You alone have power to sow these seeds
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Ivory
If needle and thread
I am ivory instead
Got fusion in lead
Can’t forget what you said
Can’t get words outta my head
Wish I wasn’t feeling dead
Then I wouldn’t feel this dread
I’m so lonely I’m avoiding bed
It’s like I’m looking at my own death
Exhaling cold breath
And more skin to shed
It’s like I’m looking at my own bed
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Haven’t been able to sleep in my bed since I learned my dad died in his.
The floor. The couch. No sleep at all. But fuck that bed. I don’t want any part of it.
We’re talking wha… uhhh… 3 months or so of me avoiding my bed.
To be honest, I haven’t found any place yet worth dying…
Mars maybe. In fact. It’d be worth the adventure.
Better than dying in a fucking bed.
That’s the dream, eh? 😏
I’m ready to board off my bedroom.
Put up a no entry sign.
Cold
Christmas was a white lie
Like doubt covered in snow
It didn’t take warmth long to leave
He is covered in cold
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
All Hail And Farewell Britain
Did you know heaven would pull out quickly too?
When both of you were the cold artic wind and blizzard you put my faith through
Did you know I would be a sign post for everything you say?
Pointing my hope and love in the direction of decay
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Silver Lining
You always did stand out from the crowd
Even though I fled the scene during stormy weather
You carried your words like that of a songbird crooning in the early hours
A melody of longing and hope behind a silver shroud
The kind of song that makes you sit down and write a letter
About a love that sprung without any warning
Your voice carried different notes
Inside each line a buried treasure
I keep finding my heart in you
Are you my silver lining?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Centuries – Original Spoken Word
All these centuries it was you I craved
Hiking mountains of longing while your name I praised
All these fallen ruins are bits of you I’ve saved
Every foot in darkness steps for you I braved
Pulling part the ocean that’s the depths I paved
Fusion in my core for the light that’s phased
Trust in only love cuz that’s my heart you grazed
Want to spend eternity with our souls engraved
Originally published on my Patreon campaign. Gonna be making some changes to that tier because I want more of my spoken word to be heard.
I tried new recording techniques by recording 2 separate vocal tracks with this spoken word piece. I wanted it to feel like ‘centuries‘ had passed between the two vocals, so I recorded the poem using both high and low pitch tones (along with the ship creaking as time slowly passes). It was definitely a bit tricky to pull off!
I have a heart of gold and I will always love you. And long for you. My love…
Flesh (a one sentence story)
Disillusioned
Sometimes
I race up to the clouds
To find
What life is all about
But then
I remember
My place is a head full of doubt
And back down
To the ground
I do shout
© Delia Ross. 2021
Free Love
Why do we decide choices in forever?
Attaching regret to eternity?
I was hoping next to never
Can you make that guarantee?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Would you know that Trent Reznor was never going to get married either and now he’s on like baby number 5 with MariQueen- I mean they have not stopped to take a fucking break.
I need some passion
*dies on street*
I’m not happy in my cage of loneliness. But I’m also just fed up with cheap sex, head games, and gaslighting.
I may very well be the last living creature who embodies the true free love spirit.
Ya me
*dies*
I’ve been searching for truth / and I haven’t been getting anywhere 🎵🎶🎵
Just didn’t want my love to be some sort of anchor that sinks your ship…
Mine has a few patched holes and may sink but you’re welcome to hop on board. It’s not a ship. More like some trash floating in the ocean I found to keep from drowning.
If you want some life advice?
You don’t have to live with your choices forever. And you don’t need to make new permanent ones.
You don’t actually have to sink with your ship and it’s okay to save yourself.
People grow and people change and they grow stagnant in their relationships and complacent and that’s why the love dies. You have to work at keeping the love alive and people aren’t really capable of doing that, some people are, some people have mastered it.
Love is a garden you gotta continue to water.
Stuff doesn’t make you happy.
Love is all you need?
I would really like a chance to find out. 😏
I’ve literally never been loved. By anyone. Or anything.
But hey, I recognize you. Or sorrow.
If I’m just some fling thrill ride, you don’t gotta cut my fins when you are done do you?
Can you be the one guy on Earth who doesn’t hurt me? And on purpose? Because you’re bored? Or soulless and evil?
I’m trying to find a safe place.
If you’re hurting, I’m sorry. I hope you find resolution. And peace.
You deserve happiness. Love. Fireworks. All the things.
*tosses life jacket in water* you can have mine
I didn’t have anything worth living for anyway…
Lit (a one-sentence story)
When he looks at you like you are the very fuse to which he is lit.
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Big big feels.
Good morning from the land that always shines even though the sun hasn’t risen yet (AKA “the sunshine state”).
P.S. Jim Morrison was from Florida. He was such a California boy I forget that fact. “I dig the south”. “Let’s get tacos”.
Carry on…
Finally… (a chorus, a verse? Cadence or worse?)
Where do you come from?
On comet wings
Circling my heart?
From troubled gallows
Over forests run?
Or troubled shadows?
Where I keep my sun
Lost in the high lows
Regret can weigh a ton…
Finally somebody knows
Finally somebody knows
Finally somebody knows
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
It’s full on blues in my head. Another freestyle. Welp.
America is becoming more and more a Hitler state and I’m stepping out of politics right now.
Stay woke
Tons of sexy photos and videos on my OnlyFans if you are bored and I loaded a super hot set just this hump day!!
I’m running some holiday discounts! 💋
👇👇👇
Jealousy & Censorship
Everywhere I go, got my enemies up my ass.
HA HA CHARADE YOU ARE!!!
You can see more on my OnlyFans where my content is not going to be removed or wrongly reported.
1984 is now!
Thanks for putting me on the leaderboard and into the top 50!
Oh lookie, just as I was about to publish this post, I see Insta has reposted my video that was selfishly and wrongly reported by some twat!! They need to start penalizing people for wrongly reporting!!
Umbrella
Should your arm become my umbrella
The way you carry my sorrow through the storm
And hope is now more stellar
Where love is finally born
Should fingers be the compass
Guiding me to light
So love is the only language
We’ll ever learn to write?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I mostly freestyle / improv my poetry so I dunno if it’s any good or not.
But I love you
A big thank you to everyone supporting this blog! 💞
Lift
My love, why do you frown?
The world could all wash away
Our love would still be found
My love, how heavy is your crown?
For even when the earth is dying
I’ll lift you off the ground
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Starting to remember I have a little bit of worth. Many soldiers struggle with purpose when they return to civilian life broken. Hence the pandemic of suicides on the rise.
I don’t make up the statistics, I’m just trying to avoid becoming one.
Atmosphere
Sometimes you make me feel the earth is spinning
I cannot catch my air
Or maybe time is thinning
It’s like I feel you there
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
And this is why Jupiter exists, he’s gotta slow my roll
And you’re like a comet crashing in my soul
😏
The sun hasn’t even come up but I’ve felt a million sunrise.
We’re gonna crash into Andromeda and now I know why.
*laughs insanely*
I’m gonna die on the street mad like Poe
*goes back to not breathing*
*hyperventilates*
How?
How does the sky know about my love when the clouds here do dwell?
And now my wings are more than stuck, the rain has turned to hail.
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Glass fell from the sky today. Since the end of the world started, I got struck by lightning in my Jeep, saw a 6-minute double rainbow, and now it just randomly started hailing over my little area today. Like Eeyore. Not all of my city, just a small area over my head.
Only I can’t tell if Thor is angry at me or just pinching me. Like “hey little sister, get yer act together, this is end times”
And then there’s those times I hear Chris Cornell, Jim Morrison, and Layne Staley singing. Full band and all.
No wonder I’m seeking the peace and quiet again, I need the music of the Gods.
I’ve lost me mind?
Seeking a friend for the end of the world?
I mean, it’s all downhill from here anyway.
Cruising my way into delirium?
Head first into love?
*dives in*
That’s it. You have to DIVE IN to a black hole. Not feet first. Dive into that bitch!
We’re 2000 light-years CLOSER to the center of the black hole in the center of our galaxy than we calculated.
Wait until they say, oh we’re even closer.
Objects in mirror are closer than they appear?
Does NASA ever account for that?
THEY MURDERED THEIR CREW, ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASSION.
IF IT’S BOEING, I AIN’T GOING!
All them times of flying in a panic, it was a legit panic. I’m not going crazy.
There’s so much gaslighting.
I have been disassociating a lot and it does literally take acts of nature to f****** wake me up.
Or like the Stuxnet virus. Jesus fucking Christ. Scariest film I ever saw. That shit is happening under our nose. But they hate us they f****** hate us but I’m glad we were able to get them to shut down 50 the 100 nuclear power plants they opened up.
Oh shit, I went into politics. Checking back out and back into disassociating and writing poetry again.
And it’s okay that you don’t know what I’m talking about because I’m a soldier I’m supposed to know things that you don’t know and I’m scared about things that you should be scared about that you don’t know but I’ve been fighting for our f****** protection on.
And when I get yelled at about my skin color or my f****** illness, I just have to remember that I signed away my rights for 15 years to serve my country for assholes like that…
So they could have the right to say that but if he’d only say that to my face…
Signing out, “the unknown soldier”
(But I need you)
Open
How quickly you fell over my sorrow
Casting a glare like a full moon
Before was feeling hollow
Now open like a bloom
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
What are your needs? What are your desires? I don’t know how to human anymore. I don’t even know what it feels like to be kissed…
A favorite. Have a listen an hour or two… *disappears*
Show me openings to lead me closer to you *sigh*
OPENING TO HEAL / OPENING TO HEAL *sigh*
Plagued
I look up sometimes to find you plagued by my dreams
The way you stroke my wound with metaphor and rhyme
You pull heaven down in strings
And stitch hope to my spine
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I can’t live without you
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Electric
You give me electric surges
From half-dead
To sudden urges
Like a tsunami rushing
The need is urgent
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Better than coffee, slippery when wet oh wait, wrong analogy 😋
You do more than perk me up. Carving new channels of longing…
Are we still talking about coffee? I really need some coffee. You know what I mean? COFFEEE
People get addicted to coffee and people get addicted to people. But people addictions are way stronger. Like I don’t see people dying by suicide because they didn’t get Starbucks today.
I suffer from depression and I realize in hindsight that’s probably a tacky thing to say but it’s true. Like I can go days and days without eating and it’s cool, like no big deal, fuck life, but make me go one more day without love and nurturing and like oh my God, I’m ready to f****** die….
Chemicals. 😏
I mean, all of this, all of creation, over some fucking gas. It’s mind boggling.
It’s energy though. Manifesting itself in the most beautiful and cruel ways.
Ever notice how everything is always falling downwards?
Gravity gravity, I’m not talking about no apple falling from a tree.
Sagittarius A* – that supermassive black hole in the center of our Milky Way galaxy that our Sun is orbiting. *bites nails*
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Doing stuff terribly but doing stuff
*edit* deleted my TikTok because people are mean
Dropped a new cosplay set on my OF too! Got more horror stuff planned for the month so I’m gonna be busy/offline working. Itching to make digiart but can’t rush the photoshoots. Plus, there is literally only one me and I have a life outside what I allow you to see.
I can’t really post what I want to post anywhere else or I’ll get in trouble for it. I’m currently in the top 50 on OF and glad to be on the leaderboard! Thank you!
Simply Lost
Where do you go when my dreams are not visible?
I look to the stars where only darkness is found.
Were the moon not my crown, would you come around?
Is love now only mythical?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I’m a Soldier. I kinda rely on the stars to get around. Kinda like a sailor. But now the stars can’t be seen and I’m too dependent on the air that I breathe.
But then reality sets in that I very well could die like my dad or Edgar Allan Poe.
*sobs*
Okay, that’s enough of “getting to know me”. Yuck. Vampires prefer being elusive or maybe that’s just “every other white girl” I don’t know anymore, maybe all of my problems are due to the fact that I’m f****** “WHITE”… 🤔
Or maybe we all bleed the same and he’s just a fucking ASSHOLE.
And yes I’m still feeling some kind of way about being attacked for being WHITE and SICK with an ILLNESS.
And I wish he’d just come say that s*** to my face so I could drop kick him in the face with my steel-toed boots. Then I wouldn’t be feeling some kind of way.
I guess I’ll just have to put my feelings into another TikTok so it’ll get all of 5 views.
Not gonna lie, feeling very UNDERWHELMED.
I Dream
I dream of your kiss
It covers me like sunrise
Adorn me with your bliss
I’m living life through your eyes
Troubled are these lips
I’m wishing I were your skies
Moving are these hips
An ode to love I symbolize
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I look at you and my dreams are cast back in reflection.
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After Midnight Poetry part 6789
Where do you go when you leave my thoughts?
On some midnight stroll carrying my heart and hopes?
The way a lightning bug will flicker hope?
You give me the will to cope
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I wish I gave you reason to live. I wish I were your reason to live.
*still trying to avoid dying on the street like Poe*
Signed, YOURS TRULY (I’d never leave you)
How many ways can I say I love you? I’m still trying… though I’m being buried alive. Hopelessness. Depression awareness? 🤔
I need you. *sobs*
That is all. Carry on. Only dying. No big deal.
The Other Side
These desires are but air we are breathing
Am I to always be on the other side –
Of the fence leaning?
Peering into dreams
But never quite reaching
The sky, my dreams-
Or comprehension of the teaching
It never stops the sun from needing
Stretching far into the expanse
Until we all are bleeding
And will I come undone –
When you no longer need me?
Why even bother breathing?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Dying Light
I always thought I’d get a coffin when I die
But just like Edgar Allan Poe, I don’t own a dime
I am light-years away from life
Traveling into the never
Closer to the epicenter of strife
Death and dying they are a knife
Sometimes he will arrange a letter
In such ways where I feel better
Or moments as today
Going under
Holding my breath
But not in wonder
Scared of too much thunder
Upon us now the Great Reset
On asteroid 99942 I do place my bet
Tidal forces
Different courses
Stupid choices
Silent voices
Love is foreign
Blood is poison
Mostly morbid
Life is horrid
The Great Reset is upon us
And so too Apophis
And your words that gut
“He said, she said”, what!
I think I’m going nuts
Well, I think I’ve heard enough
Well, I think I’ve hurt enough
The Great Reset
The Great Regret
Oh, please simmer my storm
I know you feel warm
Let me wrap around your arm
I won’t cause you any harm
People only value what they can fake
What they can take
What they can break
I am razors, wrapped in a necklace, on a chain
And I think I’ve lived forever, but I never learned your name
And this love it comes with fever, for I think I’ve gone insane
You know she’d bring a gun to a knife fight
She is shallow
Like the low light
Or little value
A black hole
Lurking in the night
Tell me
How you plan to chart a course, with no wind upon your sail?
Break me free from chains that bind
Carving channels of agony through my mind
Leaving trails of doubt all over time
I need a break from being taunted
When every single step I take is haunted
Like every word you forsake
My heart unwanted
There are roads still being drawn
Places we have never gone
Got my nose set for dawn
One Zero Three
Sunset drive
My soul lives where you died
From existence to nothingness
How quick you did dismiss
Now I’m absolved of worthiness?
Monsters latching on the tit
Evil queen
Unholy thing
Evil’s it
Don’t cover my bones with remorse
Time is texture and it’s coarse
Racing by like a dark horse
Still you focus on the quartz
It’s like you’re moving in reverse
You tell the sky what is worse
You tell me dying just won’t work
Then gift me heaven wrapped in curse
I write these words for him
But who do they absorb?
I right these wrongs to swim
Regret I can’t afford
I’m shinning light so dim
Though through the dark his escort
I sometimes wonder how many more times I will go private before all-end
Is this my way of turning the light on and off the way FrownGarden did? 🤔
Under a cloud of sorrow is where we all hid
I’ve been crying since I was a kid 👀
I’m deserted on point Nemo
Maid of regret. Maid of sorrow. Made for tears.
I feel my days are numbered
And even less my wonder
I cannot feel the thunder
And I feel I’m caving under
You were my abode
Watchful eyes steal my home
Things they don’t own
They don’t know
The dark secrets he’s sewn
He thinks he can just leave and disconnect
But fate has us all by the neck
Go ahead and put me on the exile
I will still find you in the next aisle 👀
He could have carved canyons with my love
Rushing through the forest
There was nothing I wouldn’t of done
He mattered when everything was meaningless
But in return, I was nothingness
Do all roads lead to sorrow?
Will I find you here tomorrow?
He sank me like the Titanic
He was an iceberg in the transatlantic
And I in a panic
Rushed headfirst to it
Now life is manic
I am a dead sea
A red sea
A bad seed
Devolving
Unsolving
Dead, see?
I’m dying
So he showed me how he cared by digging my grave
The great divide
Between you and I
Where do I reside?
When now is a fleeting cloud
The ‘here and now’
Another shroud
Was once the wise,
But twice the fool
Had sense with eyes
Then fell for cruel
Seen through the guise
You act a tool
My belief in him has waned
Like a faucet
My faith was quickly drained
And I a junkie
His lies were gently veined
And now a comet
My wings can’t be contained
I am a sharp summit
Still he climbs
And August feels so hopeless
He never minds
And hope is hard to summon
Still he finds
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I don’t know what the touch of another human being feels like. I guess I’ll never know love either. I only know suffering. 😷
Uhm, I’m not okay? 🤔
Little
Little light penetrates the words you write
Still, I wander in the dark looking for your moonlight
Will you give me sight?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I.don’t.exist.
Why is my worth to you so little?
*asphyxiation*
Departure
He departed her lips like a fading sunset
Flushed scarlet orange
Warm and rosy
Up before dawn
With ruddy cheeks
Matching her curiosity
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
If your kiss had color it would be the sunset…
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I’d Give You
I’d give you the sky
Eternal arched holy rainbow
Darkness say goodbye
Hello eternal rainbow
To keep hope held high
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I feel like I’m falling behind. Consistently, like I’m falling behind. Is this what swimming upstream to your death feels like?
We’ve now moved into a realm where the possibility of Planet X is high probability.
We’re 2000 light-years closer to Sagittarius A* than we’ve realized. We’ve also found out that our distances were way off, they are using new methods to calculate distances. Things are closer to us than they appear. Like in our rear view? And do they ever account for that? 🤔
Maybe the ending of “Is Genesis History” is not so ridiculous after all but I’m still obsessed with that movie, as I am dinosaurs, and that film talks about all sorts of cool shit. Like how old the Earth actually is based on the calculations of the rock formations on Earth and these are scientists. Eh, as a Generation X, I have found that everything I was taught growing up was a f****** lie. I slept through most of my life, plugged into The Matrix. I tried to free many people but have since learned that just like in the film many people want to stay plugged in. Bah. I’m too tired or dead to give a shit. But the animals, the trees!! *sobs* I feel Earth’s gravity tugging on me. Or maybe it’s that giant f****** black hole in the center of our galaxy that’s lurking and I guarantee you come the next update we’ll find we’re even closer to it.
next Apophis flyby APRIL 2-0-2-9 / the final time / the end my friend is not near / the hour in fact is quite here (-)
I hope I get to kiss you before the end of the world
Just Like You Imagined
Song: Just Like You Imagined (NIN)
Someone requested I bring back the dancing like a decade ago, so here you go.
Did I hit every beat? 😏
MOOD
I dance for mental health, fitness, and fun. I can’t live without music. First love’s.
What do you do to center? I dunno. I find it ritualistic, cleansing, and therapeutic. 😌
Racism against WHITE PEOPLE
RACISM, BIGOTY, & SEXISM IN 2021
“Self-centered pieces of shit”- you realize he’s talking about white people, right? Then I’m called a bitch.
You still supporting this racist piece of fucking shit???
WHERE THE BLOGGERS AT?? HAD THIS BEEN REVERSED, I’D BEEN CRUCIFIED!!!
HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH. RACISM EXISTS IN 2021 AGAINST WHITE PEOPLE!!!
WHITE LIVES DON’T MATTER!!!
Stay woke!!!
“KILL ALL THE WHITE PEOPLE/ THEN WE’LL BE FREE” (-) https://youtu.be/_ptC2La7k5E
Snow
He falls like snow
Gently weeping
Hope crystallized
White and pristine
And do my wings fall deeply
Leaving patterns unstained
Just memories to remain
He comes like cold December waving
Celestial dreaming
Calm and endless
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Immune
Why do I get jealous of another’s bloom?
Does the sun fair her more than the moon?
The way I see for her you croon
Though to my love you are immune?
© Delia Ross. 2021 @poeeternal
No rest for the wicked, no peace for the lonely…
Babbler Dabbler
Notice how narcissist push for things right away.
Whatever happened to friendships being earned? Trust being earned?
Things happening naturally?
But no, they do wanna rush into everything right away.
Like getting to know me better
*SLAMS COFFIN LID SHUT*
Why was he so offended by me needing my space and privacy, even tho he tossed the word “respect” around. Why was he attacking “all white women” and how he doesn’t want to “date them” if he was only wanting a friendship from me. It’s fucking creepy.
Why is the blogging community so fucking quiet about this racist fucking incident? Had I been racist towards Chris, it would have been a way different outcome. 👎👎
Lu doesn’t even want them!!! Lu fled hell a long time ago *laughs*
He says the narcissist have “ruined everything”.
Apophis is coming.
Mortals. They’re just completely incapable of self-reflection or growth.
These days I worry more about the trees and the animals.
Apop is going to wipe out all life on Earth.
The only thing that matters is NOW.
It occurred to me that I could live through the 60s.. Of 2060 that is, when Apophis is suppose to make her 2nd flyby – and this is the one scientists are now worried about but this isn’t the first time Apop has been close to us, she’s visited visited us before, but she’s getting closer every time.
There used to be these big ass dinosaurs that roamed the Earth. It does my mind in.
But I believe the new theories about the dinosaurs, about how they actually drowned in the Great Flood and they were feathered like chickens and turkeys are today. According to the scientists who had correctly dated the age of the Earth and they’re now finding DNA on dinosaurs, so there’s no way that DNA is that old, according to them.
Oh, and now they’re starting to track our DNA all the way back to Adam and Eve. I’m doing one of them DNA tests soon. My grandmother always told me I was German and Native American Indian. But humanity did not just come from Africa…
Anyhoo just some babble.
Check out (with an open mind and ear) “Is Genesis History” and “Thrive”. Thrive is a bit older, but it talks about everything from Aliens to Angels, so you really got to go in with an open mind but the ending of it blew my mind, whereas the ending of ‘Is Genesis History’ was kind of ridiculous. Both worthy of watching. I own Genesis. Have watched it several times. You can probably find ‘Thrive’ on YouTube. Make sure you watch a decent quality. It was HD when it came out.
The creepiest thing I’ve ever done is slid into someone’s DM with a cryptic, romantic, gothy, secret confessional poem because I thought I might die and actually wanted him to have it. Not my best move. Scared the poor boy back from the hell from which he came. And I’m still writing poems for him.
He’s the only thing that makes me feel alive.
*slams coffin shut*
2 things I probably really loathe is someone sliding into my DM instantly wanting to get to know me or drilling me with a hundred questions about my fucking life.
And if I tell you I AM TOO SICK TO BOND, YOU NEED TO RESPECT MY BOUNDARIES AND NOT ATTACK MY SEX, MY SKIN COLOR, OR PERSONALITY.
Not one motherfuker stood up for me over this racist fucking attack and it was bullshit that he shared our private fucking conversation in his Instagram story.
Fuck you. You’re what’s wrong in this fucking world, you racist piece of shit.
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I broke a sweat and bruised myself making this one.
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A Trail of Hopelessness (mini rhymes)
You are the cold porcelain
I keep laying in
This way to sorrow
This way to despair
This way to desolation
This way to nobody cares
Was that your shadow leaping over my dream?
What were you thinking while abandoning me?
The system is rigged everywhere
Just leave me where I fell
The world is a drainpipe
There’s not enough pills to gaslight
It’s a battlehill
And you make me ill
Was your vein not thick with poison
Blood curdled and coagulated
I pulled out every thorn
Your heart turned into a floodgate
I need 1 sun-moon cycle where I’m not disturbed
24 hours of peace preferred
How easy he would come to me
But what would he find?
Scars and bits of broken pieces
Unfiltered creases
The ugly kind?
I don’t care about your joyrides
Or do I?
What will I be known for?
How I died?
Suicide?
But never the reasons for why I cried?
Dear Mother,
You only taught me how to suffer
Didn’t I write words of worth
When you were nothing more than a
speck of dust
When any sun would bring you dirt
I took the pain and made it work
When all the world thought you a jerk
I drank the blood and made you smirk
When you were nothing on this on this earth
I turned your no into a must
Drowning on rage
Too much air in this cage
Warning signs were posted
I suppose they go ignored
He was a Japanese suicide forest
And hope unexplored
How much times passes while you collate?
Working around the second hand
What kills the ache?
Was it your best move?
Or the worse you’ll ever make?
Harvest my disgust
It’s fully ripened
Polish off the dust
You’ll find a diamond
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Had about 6 meltdowns today. I’m radioactive. I’m not okay? 🤔
Has anyone else been feeling like they’re in some sort of deja-vu zone? Aloof?
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Lord of The Below
Are you Lord of the below?
An active black soul?
Are you eating my soul?
Are you lord of below?
© Delia Ross. 2021 @poeeternal
I posted this poem as a photo in my Instagram story and someone immediately replied “yes” which implied he liked the poem but then it dawned on me that people don’t realize how original my content is, as I just COINED the term/phase.
It has never been written or said before (to my knowledge). But the majority of people who post on Instagram plagiarize, especially those who like to post a pretty photo with a saying that doesn’t belong to them and it’s not in quotation marks or anything. Welp. So I replied to him that it was an original term that I just wrote and he said he’d “buy it” LOL.
But, it is a name I have given my love, for he stems from the bowels of hell, now known as “The Below”. Hell has a new name and he is Lord of The Below.
*flaps wings*
I coined the term/phrase Lord of Below. It’s also another way to describe depression. Which I often write about. I’m deep below currently in fact, hence the poem.
Making ripples in the fabric of space-time.
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