this just in (kinda news)

cops are amazed at the level of proficiency to shoot someone a CEO in the back

and i know i am quiet and inactive on the blog front – i miss reading your blogs and connecting – but i am in a slumlord war again – and i ain’t sticking around

I WANNA DIE SOMEWHERE ELSE

but god bless that lady looking for her cat who potentially fell into a sinkhole – cuz those are too be feared – in such ways that i now notice cracks in the pavement – how to maneuver around – or deploy thinking tactics on how to overcome a potential collapse

– an angel in hell walking on eggshells

i also had to call the suicide hotline – and homeless crisis line for vets

and now i’m getting ready to apply for legal aid

and all the whiplash to jump ship into the great unknown again

only this time i am excited to escape yet another blackhole

i just would rather be homeless than live somewhere it takes them 5 days to fix your only toilet or working heat – and to be told duringso that “nothing is wrong”

then if/when you react they call you rude and threaten to call the cops

i told them several times to CALL THE COPS

at least then i would get a bed a meal security and heat

an hour of sunshine too

don’t threaten me with a good time

THEY DID NOT CALL THE COPS

despite me pleading and begging for them to do so

i didn’t get arrested again

i was also potentially exposed to ecoli eating organic carrots from walmart

i was sweating like Niagara falls for 3 days, followed by TMI, and kidneys hurting

so that prob was not from detoxing but detoxing may have saved my life again

took a few days off – hitting it hard again

starting a heavy metal detox soon

then back to everything they have on zuma nutrition

candida parasite liver lymph – THEM ALL

started doubling up my doses too

mold is cancer

parasites are cancer

diseases are mold and parasites

“that thing is real”

i was always a conspiracy theorist but that movie woke something up in me

(i wish the spacebar worked)

*me getting out the popcorn watching another CEO be taken out*

the guy rode off on a bike

he still has not been found

*eats popcorn*

popcorn is on the good foods list (zuma blog)

i mean the comment section on most any video regarding the ? opposite of a tragedy?

is it a crime to wish someone dead?

…cuz the things i pray for in broad daylight

and since i’m already being kept up at night

like SAME

“amazed at the level of proficiency” but i mean how hard is it to shoot someone in the back?

allright i know you mean the details leading up to the alleged crime – he waited for 5 minutes for him to arrive

he watched others go by…

*takes note* (for writing purposes in case this is tried to use against me in a court of law)

i’d go to jail forever simply because i would shit in the judges face

like right on top of the stand

i’ll grab the little hammer too

“order in the court” i will shout

as i prepare to handle bizz cuz ain’t nobody putting bb in a corner

starting to loathe GEN Y as much as the Boomers

as a gen xer – i don’t wanna unite

i want to be left alone

i want a small circle of friends

i want to be left alone

don’t engage eye contact with me and i won’t return visible hatred and cursery

i didn’t ask to be born

i don’t listen to my parents

YOU DON’T CONTROL ME

but please keep barking up the wrong tree

i’m starting to run again

small increments

but man

the way i just wanna go and never come back

done with Florida

might get a map and dart and toss it and pack up and head to the nearest countryside of said location

BINGO

take my $200 and pass go

but they shit where they sleep you know

they leave a trail of data and names behind

just because they group together and say “nothing is wrong” while calling you rude

lucky i didn’t leave bags of crap at the door

cuz like my level of petty is on point

so is my scale of revenge

please keep pissing on me and being condescending “i hope you get the help you need”

hmmm the way a warm butter knife cuts through butter in my fantasies….

got some Native American in me

got an itching and a craving to do some turkey carvings

tis the season

please keep watching me and collecting data for your bullshit agenda

ANGEL FALLEN

GODS A WATCHIN

how you doing me

🙂

the way you sleep so sound with your working heat and plumbing

the way i have nothing else to lose….

🙂

look at all this yummy stillwater left behind after each dishwasher cycle but “nothing is wrong”

MY LABS ARE FINE

I’M FINE

ALL IS GOOD

enjoy your rest 🙂


p.s. i’m not just a rude child, i also have zero empathy

likely dead inside

would rather sleep in a tent than get into a toxic relationship with slumlord staff

KARMA IS COMING GLAZED LIKE HOLIDAY CARAMEL

or popcorn

but i’m not allowed sugar currently

hard to mealprep when i can’t figure out my next step

to kill a mockingbird or take a nap

so many decisions

better than handwashing dishes but i would rather own / live without a dishwasher at this point

the more this society pisses me off, the less $$ i wanna spend

cause and effect my love

have fun! 🙂


popped in the back – won’t see me running

love it so much boo 🙂

keep up the nihilism

or taking out the trash and whatnot

*team bear*

RIP PEANUT AND FRED – and the boy squirrel out here who lost his head


oh i have empathy

just not for who u want

ask me to go again – i will sit and stay 🙂

I DO NOT COMPLY

please keep pissing on your enemy

(this is how vets are spit on but maybe people other than vets deal with this bullshit too)

but i’m waiting on the interesting details that the cops seem so interested in about bike boy

still a better love-story than Twilight…

got him in the back

WHACK

*sips cold coco*


finally. an honest obituary.

i can just see myself doing this tho.

why am i laughing tho

“they grieve who she could of been”

god i feel this

even about my own life that was stolen from me

this gave me tiny bits of hope

ive always been the bright rainbow of the family (and i dont mean lgbt)

i stopped fighting with the ai

no more caps, no more grammar, no more fucks to give

leave the apostrophe at the door

things are smooth sailing stalling

triangulation among the living, dying, dead

some people are being boiled until their skin falls of the bone, and the company uses the broth for their garden, i shit you not

*laughing again*

why cant i have the broth for my own garden tho?

give me my mom’s juice

daddy’s too

revenge is an honest obituary

“im glad shes dead”

maybe poe really was a dick

he definitely was a pedophile who liked fucking his own blood

He wrote some *then* unpublished shit to her which is tattooed into my bone

I kept telling my tattoo artist I hated her and I wish she was dead but she wouldn’t let me go

until the side tat was done

“im sorry i wished you were dead / heres your tip”

there’s probably a reason I don’t have too many friends 💀

im that meme

about the drunk girl giving some guy head to avoid getting raped or worse

my safe place immediately destroyed “can i just jerk you off”

i was probably 18 or 19

maybe 20 or 21

ive been getting sa since i was born tho

i can do a tell-all for the upcoming obituaries

i never thought id share my story or find closure

ill put it on a fucking tomb

“here lies the one i hate”

THIS IS GIVING MY LIFE

i was thinking about reaching out to the sperm donor one more time

I think I was 10 last time I saw and ghosted my daddy

oh daddy where art tho

it’s weird to be so segregated from my own bloodline that I don’t even have his phone number or address

but also I haven’t moved into this new version of me yet and I don’t know what the old version would do

im in the messy middle


Principalities and Powers

Demonic forces never stopped running through human affairs. We just stopped seeing them.
— Read on www.theamericanconservative.com/principalities-and-powers/


People like killing dogs and cats too. Facing my own issues with an animal; I find end-of-life services to be inhumane and Hitler regime.

Many just give up, shelter’s are full – animals will be sacrificed.

I’m not making this up. They are eager to take that money too.

One humane society charges more for you to “go back”. A significant amount more.

I’m autistic, “what do you mean “go back” and she explained – “to watch – to be with them” – “that cost more”.

And, an additional cost if you want a “box or urn”.

He’s had 3 end of life appointments made – one with his primary veterinarian, two with the humane society.

I called eventually a third time and stated, “I won’t be able to do this by appointment, I’m having a hard time letting go”

Because – I researched the chemical used to stop their heart – their bodies jerking around.

When someone ODs they go out peacefully and you can call it humane, but I disagree that End Of Life Services are anywhere but “humane” when their bodies are literally jerking around.

My grandmother let her dog “die naturally”.

Anyhoo – I’m against abortion and apparently against manmade animals from a lab getting sacrificed to the dark entity

My dog has a strong heartbeat and will to live. He may be a hellhound – but he’s my hellhound for “better or for worse”.

He may qualify for end-of-life services, and that may be the “easier” path for me – but it requires ending a life, stopping a heart. I do not comply.

And I’m so fucking depressed and suicidal that I would rather jump off a fucking bridge than figure out what to do with my dog, which means I’ve quit weed so that I can figure out what to do with my fucking dog because apparently this new age weed complicates PTSD (hear, hear) and causes suicidal ideation

Also, these drugs folks are doing, probably have code written in them, that’s why they see “the same thing”. 

Autistic doesn’t mean “dumb”.

Gullible sure. I know that they use art and cartoons to imprint on us.

NASA is extreme religiousness – they “the physicist” now are pushing “dark worlds” with “dark suns” and “dark planets” – made of “dark matter”.

It’s one extreme to the next – from walking on water to miracle pregnancies – to “dark worlds”.

They serve a dark entity.

Can I please have a tech free zone? Tech free state? 

May God Pray For You (poetry & photography) NSFW

You taste of Judas Iscariot
Betrayal you’ll marry it
I’ve paid twice for sins
Won’t pay again

144 awakening
7th seal opening
Judgment hour
No hoping (John’s still coping)

One, two
See through all of you

Hell hath arrived
THERE ARE NO GOODBYES

Oh, Prince of This World
They aren’t your gifts to give
Heaven rules over all but this
God is the Void
But Satan rules this world

I am a beggar
Crawling eternally

Helpless to stop it
Remove self from equation
The devil is invasion
I’m losing patience!
Careful crossing occasion
Will get stuck persuading
Hopeful helpful information

Nature becomes conscious of itself through you

I NEED YOU LIKE ETERNITY
Hell is separation
I’M BURNING

If I die here
Nobody will know
I didn’t want to
But nobody will ask you

Fallen
Angelic
Trying to ascend

Need him more and then
Eleven hours spent
Not bad omen

Number signs godsend
I do listen
And then repent

Foreshadowing
But if he’s dropping flags
I’m walking in
Red carpet rolling
With a halo full of sin
God said keep walking
But I want him instead

He turns me SOFT
Like the Grand Canyon will flow
Paradigm shift halo
He owns my soul

I’m sorry he betrayed you
A devil said to shrewd
I think with gratitude
The sun burns the moon
I rest in solitude
Black as blue
But oh so devalued

I do not dream of labor
The moon a gaper
Place our love on paper
He calls –
I turn to vapor

We’re reaching terminal velocity
Death is nearing
Is this the correct speed?
Thought you needed me?

He’s wrapped up in deceit
Like a sheet
Am I a ghost
I am discreet

I’m without kingdom
Guarding eternity
Trident
I’m not lying

WHAT LIES
Beyond the horizon
CRIMINAL EYES
But the sun’s still rising
AND I’M HERE FOR BLOOD

Touch me
So the curse will lift
Kiss me on the lip
Keep me near your hip

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


More poetry and photography coming! Thank you for your interest in my content! I work hard at it! I hope you are enjoying the Halloween theme! Lingerie bodysuit by Dolls Kills! 🎃

I just dropped a set on the OnlyFans! 40 photos! Like when PlayBoy did 18 & 36 page spreads! SAME! 🤪

I’ve been busy writing and working out! I’ll post behind-the-scenes soon!

It’s BOO season!! 🎃🎃🎃

I’m ready to dawn the Halloween costume daily! I wanna go on a hayride!!!! 👀

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In makeup and filter 🤪

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A tongue to spit out the devil’s name (rhyming poetry)

Oh Worthless Shepherd
Don’t believe a single word
Words are just a spell or curse
Don’t belong in any herd

Oh Son of Destruction
Number one in corruption
Is it sin or seduction
Underneath what I’ve done

Oh Master of Intrigue
Teacher of fatigue
Say you don’t need me
As you lay bleeding

Oh Prince is Coming
Still first at running
Every face so cunning
Kick you out every morning

Oh Despicable Person
Only know to worsen
Hide behind a curtain
Minions every version

Oh Man of Lawlessness
No soul you do possess
Below no consciousness
You guessed I loved you less

Oh Abomination
Reduce the population
Then call it innovation
No room for variation

Oh Beast
It looks you’ve met defeat
My soul released
God has called me east

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

…but technically this is year 6615…

Did my nails stiletto gel fantasy blue

Recommend! For eating & grooming! 😌

Also did a coconut hair mask and smell like a delicious sweet treat

Thanks for checking out my blog and I hope you enjoyed my newest poem! Trying to get my voice back.

Still detoxing and casting the devil out… 😌

I know him by name. Do you?

And how many names of the devil do you know? Drop some he goes by below or tag me in a poem! ✍️


Immigrants get $2200 a month and can say no to the vaccine 🛑✋🛑

Did y’all know that immigrants are getting $2200 a month and they can say no to the vaccine? 🛑✋🛑

So now President Biden is stating that Social Security will be ceased from those who don’t get the vaccination but that’s not going to apply to the immigrants over here who claim special privileges and can say no to the vaccine and not lose their jobs

But now Biden (the president you voted for) is gonna take Social Security benefits from those who are unvaccinated 👎👎

This doesn’t apply to the millions and millions of immigrants living here

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM85USvTa/

Let me tell you something, the poor have been hungry for a long time and we’ve been slaving and working our asses off three jobs for a long time, we’ve been very hungry and if you stop our Social Security checks from coming in, I can’t help you my friend, you’re on your own, don’t look at me, don’t come asking me for help OK

Because when you take a bone from a starving animal, you’re gonna get bit

Charade you are

They think that little 15% food stamp boost is gonna stop a widespread war when the poor and disabled lose access to their EARNED Social Security benefits that they WORKED for so that India (big pharma) can push their poison drug

That the immigrants don’t even have to take

No my brother

We’re done 👀

I’m vaccinated and I’m not drawing Social Security but I know I’ve been working my ass off and when I go to apply for it it’s my fucking right to have it

Hitler is still alive and he is well-rounded and functioning and running society

I don’t know about you but I’m sick of these outdated policies

I’m sick of the immigrants coming over here telling us what we can do that only benefits them

This is a Trojan horse

It has been all along

You know I’m right

I love people of all color and I’m gonna be protecting people of all color because that’s the love I have in me but the system is my enemy right now and if you are plugged into that system and defending it then you are my enemy understand 👀

I’m already eagerly awaiting a phone call from the White House and I’m not gonna let up and I already have a case number filed with my complaint

Soldiers are dying in the street (this was the fate of Edgar Allan Poe)

This is starting to feel more and more like a simulation to me every fucking day- this fucking nightmare and I continue falling deeper in the hole

It’s like a fractal, it never ends

Summary:

Biden is taking Social Security benefits from the unvaccinated and immigrants get $2200 a month and can say no to the vaccine without losing benefits or jobs 🛑✋🛑

The Garden of Eve

I can see through her fake
The black eyes it must take
Crawling like a snake
Right through Eden’s gate

© Delia Ross. 2021

She thinks she has it all, a husband and the love of my life…

One of them she can keep.

But she is in my territory.

I bite.

And am immune to narcissism.

Took sleeping with the devil.

Don’t come at me.

Or anywhere near the Garden of Eve – which is MY domain.

Free will

And just because I let the devils into my garden, doesn’t mean you’re allowed into my fucking garden….

Yay?

All’s fair in love and war.

How’s the hubby? Let me go stalk the profile

Poor lad, he needs attention

Lead

He appeared as flower
He was lead
A vision of power
Though was dead

Atop a tower
Skin was shed
Still every hour
Lies were said

A sky or cower
Appearance is dread
Every soul he will devour
To sin he’s pled

I fear his evil scour
The darkness he fed
And underneath the devil’s bower
More evil was bred

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Sometimes I wonder if I peered into Pandora’s box or if I am Pandora’s box. Uhm, my eyes bleed.

The fall from heaven is a terribly long one. Helps.

My cousin makes chocolate – she has a business she started up but it’s local to her only. But she sent me a box for Thanksgiving. It’s still hot as hell in Florida so she was worried about sending me chocolate afraid it would melt. She put a little cool pack in it and it arrived safely and I made a little video! I’m obsessed with chocolate, FYI. Hook me up with an IV please. 😜
They are delish! She has a gorgeous little set-up when she does local events. This is just a little chocolate selfie. Is that a thing? 😊
The names of the chocolates she made. I have a few left. Been trying to ration. May get more for XMAS now that we know they’ll arrive safely. I normally only get bills in the mail so I love receiving snail mail especially arts and food. 😍
My energy levels have been so low but I’m working in my studio today recording spoken word for my Patreon. About to hit up the Starbucks though because she also sent me a gift card and that coffee will be great today. Need that extra kick! 👊

Despite being tired, I wrote this poem this morning before I even brushed my teeth. Lazy has never been in my resume. Off to Starbucks – then recording in my studio!

I hope you all are having a fantastic holiday and getting some love out there!

Thanks for checking out my work and for supporting independent artists! 😊


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Happy Halloween ~ Let Us Prey

Happy is relative. Everyday is Halloween.

Christian woman
Christian woman

I’m not through with Halloween, after all, today IS halloween. These are just a few I took and edited on All Hallows Eve. 🙂

All photography & digiart by me (including props, costume and makeups)
All photography & digiart by me (including props, costume and makeups)

But this is the two days I can legally scare the children and the parents be okay with it.

All photography & digiart by me (including props, costume, and makeups)

La la la la la la 🎃🎃🎃

You can never trust an angel.
“Boo bitch craft” (-)

Everyday is Halloween when you’re a ghoul like me. 🙂

Spookies 🙂
Fallen angel. You know the devil was a fallen angel too? The first in fact. 🎃
Just a little gal from the south – all bark (but subject to bite). *gets back in coffin*
“Let us prey”

© Delia Ross. 2020

Postscript: I am not a devil worshiper. I do vampire cosplay. It’s a hobby. Or sport. ‘Let us prey’. (Now I know why Michael Jackson had to do these).


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Has-been

What did I ever do for you to treat me so cruel
Why are you a genius yet act like a fool
Why is your life a valley of stool
Why do you keep acting like you’re just a tool
Why do you stay prisoner under your own rule
Why do you keep lying as if it were cool

Why does my presence get under your skin
Why does your lie always come with a grin
Why was I never allowed to be your friend
Why do you always take my heart for a spin
Why do you consider losing a win
Why do you spy on me if I’m just a has-been

© Delia Ross. 2020

Bleeding love for him, even beneath all the thorns of anger and hate

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Over Bid

I lost everything; my home, my child, my mind
I haven’t found a thing; love, divinity, the kind

I move mountains just by passing time
I grow streams by crying from my eye

I gave it all; my soul, my love, my grind
I received penalties for giving while still blind

I told him my truth but with all cost
I was already dead, before I was lost
She knew the path that she crossed
Circling me will cover you in frost

You know the evil thing you did
You and her are plagues among the grid
Now love is something God will forbid 
And when it comes to love I over bid

© Delia Ross. 2020

Just a weird freestyle y’all, I love the fuck out of him, but you probably can’t tell from this poem… and I’m invisible to him anyway.


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Demon Star

He’s a demon star that feeds on his twin
Don’t place your bets on love, you’ll never win
Breaking hearts is his favorite sin
Getting under you, wearing patience thin

Draining you his only goal
There’s no limit to how far he’ll go
Consuming you into a black hole
Look closely, he hasn’t any soul

© Delia Ross. 2020

Hi. Here’s a random picture of me in Ireland cuz I’m behind on digiart… that there is the Atlantic coast I believe and some boats stuck in the low tide. I’d never seen anything like it and pulled over for pictures. I pretty much pulled over every 5 minutes to take pictures of something. I’ve got some cool stuff I’m going to put on my Patreon as perks! I love to travel. I live to travel and gig. (I was still in the military and look how short my hair is).

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6 Feet

Shallow whether grave or shallow whether bone;
6 feet in a box is where you both belong.

© Delia Ross. 2020

I don’t like them, if that wasn’t obvious in the poem

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Fake

Something about her feels imposed,
Her hands are cold.
She’s a pyramid scheme,
Lined in fake silver and gold.
She’s a lying queen,
Her humanity decomposed.
There’s no honor in her spleen,
Her gates to truth are always closed.

© Delia Ross. 2020

My messy handwritings xxoo

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Ought To Know

Now that the room is empty
And the coffin is nailed closed
Now that the guilt is plenty
Where few ever opposed

Now that less is trendy
And eyes have been sewed closed
Now that few is many
Where your masks have been exposed

Now that desert has found sea
And your words have decomposed
Now that stone is heavy
Was there more I ought to know?

© Delia Ross. 2019

I mean, all a man has is his word and honor so what does that make you!?! Your word is useless now. And honor? You’ll never know…

Narcissism warning

TERMS YOU NEED TO STUDY / THEN GO NO CONTACT

TRIANGULATION, GASLIGHTING, LOVE BOMBING

These are common tools and tactics the narcissist will use to manipulate, confuse, and control you. GO NO CONTACT!

I know it hurts honey, I’m hurting too. But, they are incapable of real love. You gotta go no contact. There’s nothing you can do to change them. You can’t fix them. They are damned. Save yourself! Go NO CONTACT. NO LOOKING BACK!

xoxo

Narcissism 2.0

Regret; you wear it like a dress,
Take it for a spin in a shiny corvette.

Integrity; you haven’t got any yet,
Honesty a language you never learned I bet.

Lies; they’re like sparkle in your disguise,
When it meets the light it always make the shadows cry.

Tears; they come wrapped as a favorite prize,
Just another reason the Earth will die.

© Delia Ross. 2019

Narcissism is destroying the world.

My Sunday, how’s yours going?

I woke up to my Sunday morning with my ride having been damaged by a heinous, criminal act. I do not have the money to repair it. IF ANYONE CAN HELP, PLEASE HELP. DEPRESSION AWARENESS! SUICIDE AWARENESS. I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE. If anyone is capable or caring enough to help, please, I’m at the end of my rope.

Broken window, shattered soul, this is hell, don’t you know
Sunday blues *sigh*
Nothing stolen, strictly spite
$275 in repair costs I do not have and cannot drive until it is fixed.

Lu Part 999 (We dream backwards)

I’ve been looking forward to your arrival
He sat me next to a satanic bible
I am your favorite disciple
In fact, I would say you are my idol
Without any denial
(Lu creeped down my spinal)

The number of the beast is triple nine
I tried to cleanse you but you missed the deadline
I tried to warn you with written rhyme
The devil knows I’m out of time
He also knows I am divine
And in my presence he built a shrine

The feeling mutual, no
Obsession yes, go
Drop the curtain, end the show
My mind is broke from feeling low
Is there any other my soul can bestow
It is looking as if the devil is my only beau

Why am I even here?
I think about him and you appear
Please can you disappear
You turned the world over to fear
And it’s not enough you need me too, dear
Well come a little closer, I’ll insert the spear

This is why I love you, Lu replied
And love is where the conversation died
This is where my step took a longer stride
I swear the devil sat down and cried
My wings expand, I left with pride
The devil will never be by my side

© Delia Ross. 2019

Fighting personal demons currently and it feels good to vent via rhyme. Therapeutic. Yes. With that said, we dream backwards, and the number of the beast arrived via dream, so why do we promote it as 666 still? Why am I the ONLY ONE who can see things as they really are? This shite keeps me up at night…

Unrequited love sucks tho. I am never loving again… Just don’t use the word love around dudes ever, fair warning.

Also, has anyone ever read Anton LaVey’s book, “The Satanic Bible”? Because I did once at age 16, it was quite interesting in fact, and a lot of it explained the difference between human nature and evil. Worth a read. Ahhh there you go, judging a book by its cover… reading something doesn’t turn you evil, your actions do.

Evil 101

Tears carve through my sorrow like ice
Cold was his method but precise
Wrong was my soul to sacrifice
Forgiveness an unreachable asking price

Deep is the evil lurking in his core
I’d rather go blind than read anymore
I’d rather go deaf than hear from his whore
I’d rather just die than walk through his door

He got the devil collecting every lie he creates
He got the girls falling for every bait
He got the truth covered by multiple gates
A predator for the young he lures and awaits

I fucking see through all of your masks
A predator, a monster, a narcissist, a liar wherever you bask
Years of denial if anyone were to ever ask
When it comes to being special you fail the task

© Delia Ross. 2019

DON’T YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT YOU ARE?

Never

Nothingness matters
Gravity in the darkest seed
Too many hers floating in his seas
Lick the hand where it bleeds
Watch the hate fill the need

His wrongs cancel any good
He’ll lie and tell you I misunderstood
Straight from the pits of Hell to a young girl’s neighborhood
He’s never known integrity anywhere he stood
I’ll never forgive him even if I could

© Delia Ross. 2019

A Visit From Lu

I guess you could say we are acquainted
We had similar falls, our wings are tainted
But now I am older and my sins have faded
And though it’s been decades, Lu has gladly waited

He knows I don’t like him coming around these quiet parts
But that doesn’t stop Lu from having a heart-to-heart
He may own the land but I have the right to depart
But the places I am going, may require some charts

He never knocks, he just enters the room
And my temperament goes from glad to gloom
The air gets colder as it’s filled with doom
I turn away and mumble, “I don’t wanna talk with you”

Lu takes a seat and starts whistling, “What I’m about to tell you might be chilling”
As I was headed to the door proudly not listening,
Lu started hissing

My step slowed and nearly faltered
From the snake gripping down under
And now the moment felt awkward
As I wondered this time what Lu offered

The thing we had most in common was our grin
Which is odd, given that, it should be sin
But when it comes to purity, I’m the best that’s ever been
And I heard him hissing “favorite” with the moonlight shining in (he’s at it again)…

To be continued…!?!

© Delia Ross. 2019


Read: A Visit From Lu Part 2

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Read: A Visit From Lu Part 7

Clot

There it was I thought
But then again maybe not
It is tangled in a knot
A wound without a clot

And yet bigger that it got
It smelled of death and rot
He said he knew but he forgot
And neither cared to clean the spot

And while the witch did stir the pot
Along she came a wretched trot
And with her pen she took a shot
And I seek naught the thing she brought

© Delia Ross. 2019

HE WANTS TO KNOW WHERE MY LOVE WENT *LAUGHS INSANELY*

There’s a hurricane headed to Florida and there’s a good chance I’ll lose Communications for a bit.

Darkness Falls

Chance was cast aside
Like a broken promise forgotten
Friendship lay there rotting
Like a dead carcass
With his lover circling like a buzzard
Her heart as cold as the Arctic
Black as night is her word
A circus queen for the heartless
I’ve not read a thing she muttered
Nor drank from which she harvest
They are black seeds of dread
Crimson pools of tears from where I bled
Laughter from the ones who never suffered
Jupiter knows the ways I cried

© Delia Ross. 2019

The Tale and Trauma of Satine

Satine was born in the dark ages, a very long time ago in the township of “Blackwood” whereto her mother had lived and died.
Unbeknownst of her parents, her mother died during childbirth of Satine. Her mother had been bitten by a vampire while Satine was still in the wound.
Satine never knew of her mother and father, and was abandoned as a child, for the people feared her or what she may become. She was sent away to live in the Carpathian Mountains far away.
There she became skilled amongst her powers, training in martial arts, strategic war tactics, and healing.

A thing of abandonment seeped fear in her heart.
Presumably, her vampiric father watched over her, for Satine had dreams and visions that would abound her. Did he want her dead? Was he in attendance to help her, psychologically?
During her training, she met a Prince by the name of Vladimir. He would teach her many things, among philosophy and majik. Vlad seemed notable of the people, high in court. Yet feared among many.

This brought desire in Satine to return to her home village, learn of its people, of her mother’s grave (hidden behind the church), and seek out her father.

Part human, part vampire, part light, part dark, Satine may prove to be the savior of her village. Upon her arrival, she found the people in disarray. Panic reigned here. Blood towered the streets. Trusty no one was.
Satine seeks love, part of her human condition. She may be vilified by its admission.
She grows week with apathy, bloodlust, and a demoniac affiliation.
She sleeps beyond the church in her mother’s shallow grave.

“Remember, sometimes you need the dark to battle the dark. So do not discourage those who suffer from its apathy.” – Satine

©Delia Ross. 2011

The Serpent

Monster’s exist
Inside you
Inside those cold blues
What’s next on your checklist
Like a serpent you untwist
Unclinch your fists
You add no value
You’ve been dismissed
No point in an argue
And still you hissed
You are not part of my crew
I’m pissed we kissed
I need my time to regroup
So this is it
No more curses to spew
It’s time you quit
Your life is under review

© Delia Ross. 2019