What if I told you her methods are emotional blackmail.
Black Tongue
"Sometimes a cigar is a cigar" and a liar is a liar. Narcissism 101
Heartbreak Hotel
He was the best and worst thing to enter my life, like a flash flood destroying all the good but making room for growth.
Narcissism 2.0
Don't believe a word they say....
My Sunday, how’s yours going?
I am a victim of criminal mischief
Eastbound
An angel with no mercy, sin I will cut
Wicked Games
He's just like all the rest... wicked
Envy
I'll take your sin lust and raise you envy
Circles
He keeps chasing his tail, he has no self-worth
A Visit From Lu Part 7
A Visit From Lu Part 7!!!
Druid
I might be his druidess but he is stubborn to his own demise
Cowardice
He loves us, he loves us not
Necklace
Where do I put the love?
Interference
WRONG FREQUENCY
Pondering
Poetry
Identity
Just a little poem about ego
Loss For Words
Unrequited love chapter 666
Nightlight
Hope is a fragile thing
Apophis
The end of times is upon us and I'm over the bullshit
Aftermath
A micropoem about regret and anger
Truth Comes Hard
Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)
Darkness Falls
A poem about dark hearts
Nothing
Your love is a supermassive black hole
Death
Possible trigger warning. Depression and suicide is the subject. Be warned. Including original digi art of myself.
Storm
He sails through my storms with care and ease.
Summoned
The problem with being a fallen angel is sometimes you bite when you don't mean to. Sometimes we cast the wrong spell & summon the wrong demons inside us. (The truth is, I never want to hurt him. I just want to love him the way I was intended to love him).
Event Horizon
I imagine getting pulled into a black hole must feel exactly like depression and anxiety.
Anxiety
A poem about anxiety cuz it's always on our tail!!!
Thorns
with the showers come the thorns but also flowers...
Ingredients for Ruin
How to kill a heart (a poem; not an actual recipe- or is it? 🤔)
Copperhead
A poem about sneakery and lying. Narcissism. Snakey habits.
Love Like Russian Roulette
His love is like Russian Roulette For all he's had and still not found love yet Under his reign I had many debts The lost and wounded are his favorite pet's Losing you won't give him any regrets He's already forgotten you I bet His love was like Russian Roulette It doesn't matter if they…
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 © Delia Ross. 2019
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