Eastbound

An angel with no mercy, sin I will cut

Rest of Me

Finish what you started...

One Thing Is Certain

Death or love

Trixter

A poem about suicide that turned into a convo about suicide awareness + a gig memory & photos

Dead Anyway

All woe is me post halloween

All Hallows Eve

MUSIC MOOD

Wrath

The sins of anger (Or maybe A Visit From Lu Part 8?)

Cobwebs

A poem about spiders, or I don't know, maybe emotional manipulation. My thoughts might be creepy but tis almost Halloween! Cobwebs!

Graveyard

Like a ghost he roams my heart, I miss him.

Lists

Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)

A Micro Story

A micro-story in under ten words.

The Day I End

Maybe today is the day I find my courage

Caught Between the Devil

Caught between the devil and the poems I keep writing...

50 Word Short Story Poetry

A short story / 50 word poem *Possible trigger warning*

Apophis

The end of times is upon us and I'm over the bullshit

Orpheus

He looked back, I'm in hell...

Darkness Falls

A poem about dark hearts

Nothing

Your love is a supermassive black hole

I’m So Scared

This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.

Forbid

My tomb should read, "Ah, death finally" but in reality the VA will cremate my body and bury me with other Soldiers with a white tomb in a cemetery where no one will ever come visit me or even know where I reside... "unknown soldier"

Death

Possible trigger warning. Depression and suicide is the subject. Be warned. Including original digi art of myself.

Home

Home is where the heart is

Heart Failure

A poem about arriving too late for love; heart is dead.

Love Is Always On

Love like his should be criminalized...

No title

The world sleeps It passes noise for confusion Sleep for delusion Death it still creeps Β© Delia Ross. 2019

An Ode To Dawn

I lost my best friend to suicide. I write of her from time to time. But she's always on my mind.

My Son Part 3: Half of Her Life

The third and final part of my epic tragedy.

Made of Steel

A poem about how hard we make life for one another.

My Son Part 2: The Note Beneath His Pillow

WARNING: The following story contains explicit gore, imagery, & death. It is intended for an older audience. Though it is not age restricted, caution should be taken when reading, as it may cause triggers in some due to the sensitive context and subject matter. Proceed with caution.

When It Ends

When it ends there's not going to be time for goodbyes

Epitaph

And there upon my epitaph shall say, "died in the womb", for life never existed and the heart was a broken tomb. Β© Delia Ross. 2019

War

Take heed my warning For death is coming The skies are painted red Mud instead is raining And burying the dead No amount of training Prepared for the bloodshed Β© Delia Ross. 2019