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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.
Division
Amongst these ranks division
Our world ablaze in ruin
And I stand burning wishin’
The fire meant more to you
Watch you divide with precision
I’ve been cut in two
Galaxies set for collision
Now darkness can pursue
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Left me in the dark. Welp.
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Direction Unknown
Gone
But left my heart to disassemble on its own
I left it rotting on your throne
Caring too much for desensitized bone
Lust your tomb or home
I’d rather be alone
Direction unknown
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Haunting
Are you around in secret
Haunting me out of sequence
For love there is no treatment
And pain I seem to keep it
For you are my weakness
My heart you just keep squeezing
Haunting me throughout the seasons
Though my heart is always freezing
And why I love you there’s so many reasons
I can’t fight the endless feelings
My heart is yours for treason
© Delia Ross. 2020
I feel like I’ve loved you a lifetime and yet a lifetime is still not long enough to love you.
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Tormented
You say praying won’t make a difference
I say running won’t bring repentance
Now your spirit I have lamented
As for letting go, I’ll stay tormented
Walking away, I have been tempted
I’m tired of the endless bitterness
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Replay
He’s only there to watch me suffer
Feeds on sorrow like it’s supper
Winter might as well be summer
‘Cuz nothing stops me going under
Please take me back to the beginning
Where just for once my life had meaning
My head was quiet and heart was leading
And doubt was sound asleep and dreaming
Scrub my heart ’til it’s clean
Love is now a fragile dream
Cracked and broken at the seam
Replay the start, end the scene
© Delia Ross. 2020
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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
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Echoes
I let them see my truth
My heart, the reason I’m through
The many ways of reckoning
I find myself askew
I give up all for few
Chasing the dew
The call of his beckoning
Will race into view
I show them my hue
The color blue
The reasons I’m echoing
How much I love you
© Delia Ross. 2020
I love you… do you ever think I’m worthy of love too? I’m lonely. Aren’t you?
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Dim
Every tear begs to forget of his existence
My heart still fights but I wish for resistance
The longing now just feels like a sickness
When love came about he left with a quickness
It’s like privacy becomes a crystal ball
Yet who I am he doesn’t know at all
Take his hand you’ll be sure to fall
Will break your heart then hide behind a wall
Courage no it’s not a look for him
Forgiveness now is looking very slim
He haunts my heart like a phantom limb
Show him light and he will show you dim
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Hollowed
I don’t understand this lesson
How your actions leave me guessin’
And your heart’s not where it’s destined
And your praise to her hits like a lethal weapon
I’m not blind, I have eyes to see
And your poetry contains bits of me
You’re running wild yet you’re never free
But I’m moving on, without your poetry
It’s hard to count the many tears I’ve cried
And even harder, the lies you’re living by
I’d wish you well but then it’s me who lied
And though I’m dead my love for you survived
I feel empty, like a hollowed shell
Yet every tear has the weight of hell
If I’m missed, I can never tell
I know your love would get me feeling well
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Ink and Tears
I weaved magic with my pen for him, but still he left
I cleaned poisoned wounds with ink and tears, still he fled
I dropped dreams like trails of bread crumbs, though he ran
I brought light and warmth and destiny, where nobody can
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Needs
Give her a house; she will need a moon
Give her the stars; still won’t make her swoon
Give her a song; still can’t suit her tune
Give her the world; but to another she will croon
© Delia Ross. 2020
He gives her everything and she’s likely still unfaithful / unloyal…
Tension
Out there on the horizon
A glimpse of redemption
While crawling over ice thinning
And tethers strained from the tension
As the distance slowly lengthens
Where the darkness comes to listen
Reflections rarely glisten
Just a sight of mostly deception
And fragile connections
No regrets for him I’m guessing
And I failed another lesson
Thinking love was a blessing
Not another interception
Not a secret obsession
Gifting only depression
His attention another direction
I get no affection
Not even a chance for selection
Just a ghost in another dimension
And my hate for him I’ll mention
Over and over in confession
With or without aggression
I’m at peace in this session
Writing bygones and rejection
What again was the question?
If shame were a crime, you reached perfection
Now go focus on another erection
And you better get tested for infection
Because you’ll stick it wherever there is exception
How much pussy is in your collection?
Disgusting vile worthless tool with zero potential
© Delia Ross. 2019
Fool’s Gold
Fool’s gold
That’s what you sold
Do you always gift your muse
A fistfuck in the heart to bruise
Poison in her chalice
Written words of malice
A traitor in your trade
Heaven now will fade
You tossed away your destiny
You systematically destroyed me
You ran headfirst into decay
You laughed as I turned away
I wish I didn’t know you were out there
Somewhere living without a care
Never once really needing my hand
That was only pretend
Stuck on a dead-end road with a killer
Reached for your hand as a healer
I would wish you well
But I am in hell
Praying now to forget your face
Begging god just to fix the ache
It’s still cold when the sun is shining
Please tell me where is the silver lining?
© Delia Ross. 2019
Betrayal
What a despicable thing you have become
The tether rotted, the damage done
I’m not the only thing from which you run
My tears are flowing but you are having fun?
She’s with you now I know she is
I would rather die than keep going through this
I wish I had never felt your virtual kiss
I wish your name I could forget
© Delia Ross. 2019
Heartbreak Hotel
Heartbreak hotel
In the center of hell
Under sorrow I dwell
I am not feeling well
Part alive, part dead
Mostly full of dread
To sadness I am wed
In a world he will never tread
Spoken words, incantations, or curses
Only dead things here to worship
Above; heaven on the surface
But watch him draw the curtain
(So I just keep hurtin’)
Moments of magic like electricity
Flashes of hope set my soul free
The hand was one and not an army
Words sweetened just like candy
Skeletons, nightmares, and broken dreams
Are all that’s left for me
Your words like a symphony
Helped me grow so vividly
Mourning the loss of trust
Mourning the fate of us
Overwhelmed by the life you crushed
I thought you were made of stardust
Stranded in our garden
With nothing left to bargain
One heart simply starving
Crimson tears set to harden
© Delia Ross. 2019
Depleted
I’m trying to make repairs but I feel depleted
Unlike invisibility, I’ve simply been deleted
A guest where the heart never once was greeted
But first in his line to always be mistreated
No pardon, no mercy
Just a girl he will never see
One weeping heart in agony
Sad girl diary on repeat
© Delia Ross. 2019
Spell
Look away from the boy lost in his cell
Look away from the monster creating his own hell
Look away from the blood pouring from where we fell
Look away from the moment his heart made your heart swell
Look away from the pimp who never cares to ask if you are well
Look away from the girls he has under his constant spell
© Delia Ross. 2019
Red Flags
I warned you, didn’t I?
I pointed out the red flags
But oh you still believe in words
Where mouths will always lie
You think I am crazy?
Truth is my only mask
Though you see it as trash
I wear integrity as we all cry
I warned you of this guy
But still you open wide
You stay by his side
When you know deep down he is mine
Stones like troops berating
Maybe queen was only saving
You from injury
That will keep you aching
© Delia Ross. 2019
Obsequious
All his life they taught him he is worth what he could pay
All her life they taught her she is worth what they can take
Both have outstretched hands but neither know the way
Both keep writing words but it never heals the ache
© Delia Ross. 2019
Confession
You never saw it coming my confession
My tongue split your head like a weapon
And my love was treated with rejection
Just a poison to your world you live in question
But I was the remedy already in session
And you failed every lesson
Your mask like glass brought out aggression
When I had been your only blessing
You lost my affection
What is now your direction
Another cheap gal I’m guessing
© Delia Ross. 2019
Do you ever regret it, responding to me on Instagram the way you did, when I came with pounds of fright and courage, to deliver you a special package, that you just threw on the floor and crushed? You knew my heart was inside, shaped as a poem? You know it’s the very moment it died? An angel came to you and you made her cry. Are you alive?
Ice Rings
Push me to the edges of the brink
When all it takes to forget me is a blink
His love is black and rarely pink
We’re not connected but still in sync
He is so cold I am forming ice rings
Circling around wherever he springs
Love is only meant for cheap things
Angel’s aren’t meant for such wings
His gravity kept me hoping
In a spiral of uncoping
Like a thread that keeps unroping
I am slowly eroding
© Delia Ross. 2019
Depressed
There’s nothing left
Loss of breath
Beneath this chest
A heart for theft
He took my zest
He killed the rest
I hate him best
Now I’m depressed
© Delia Ross. 2019
Viking
Growing taller as I grow with fear
Shouting louder, before I disappear
He’s like lightning striking where I stand
He’s a viking with an iron hand
Defending hollow ground with all his might
Filled with lust and left without sight
Love is his sword, he’ll insert the blade
Deep is the longing but there can be no aid
He’ll tell you a story while he watches you bleed
He’ll lick your wound like it is a seed
But give him more to ease his shake
He’s growing strong while more of them break
Needs they are a plenty
Goes for girls that cost a penny
Ghosts roam his oasis
Masks are his only faces
© Delia Ross. 2019
Hello, Excuse Me
Hello, you don’t know me, but I was hoping you could be someone, well not just anyone, more like “the one”, because he’s permanently on my mind.
Your eyes must be blue
With reddish hair too
You’ve got to write poetry
You must be under 6 feet
And love me complete
Is this something you’d be into?
© Delia Ross. 2019
Rhyme and Curses
Searched inside the churches
But also in the trees
While riding inside hearses
And boats lost out on sea
Searched through rhyme and curses
And houses where they tease
I went through many purses
Trying to find his key
I even made a purchase
Thinking love ain’t free
And on and on these searches
Always came up empty
I built a house for worship
Envisioned to be seen
In hell I found him furthest
And he did not want me
© Delia Ross. 2019
Searching for a bridge to currently jump off
Goodbyes
He doesn’t have a rose; yet he’s collected every thorn
He doesn’t make a sound; though he’s louder than a horn
He doesn’t have a soul; but I feel that we are one
He never steps my direction; and long may he run
© Delia Ross. 2019
Necklace
It was like into a black hole my life was ejected
If pain had been running for presidency, it would have been elected
Now when I’m on my knee the pain feels more infected
Now when I think of you my heart feels more congested
Will you ever tell me why my heart was not accepted?
Will you take all my love and put it in a necklace?
© Delia Ross. 2019
If
If words had weight
If wrongs had reasons
If wounds didn’t ache
If forgiveness had seasons
If goodbyes came with rainbows
If my love was chose
If only I was enough
If only he’d show up
If hands had healing
If tears had feelings
If life had meaning
If hearts were beating
If moments were real
If love were ideal
If lights were not blinding
If you would stop hiding
If galaxies were moving
If darkness stopped the blooming
If alibis were candy
If heartaches were brandy
© Delia Ross. 2019
If only I knew how to end this fucking heartache…
Tower of Sorrow
I am stranded in a tower of sorrow and I think I might need saving –
from the curse of a broken heart –
and how he left me alone in the dark –
but even worse drove a metaphorical spear into my side –
ensuring that my spirit died –
ensuring heaven was denied
Put a moat around my tears and get this blackness out of here
I am at the tower of sadness
Every hour in this madness
© Delia Ross. 2019
Wanton
My heart feels like iron
The weight of love measured
It sits with an anchor unstirred
In the center of an ever drying desert
My heart feels the gravity of burden
No hope or pill will cure it
The ache laid down its verdict
One heart remained imperfect
© Delia Ross. 2019
Eyes Open
Taking the long journey alone
It was quite heavy lifting the stone
But alas it’s done and I’m on my own
And it’s so black, I have lost my home
Is this life or just a tomb
Is there no forgiveness for the things I do
Is there not a seat for me in this room
Is there any reason for the things I assume
Are my eyes open or are they closed
I thought I heard agreement so who opposed
Did the page turn or decompose
Why were the actual risk never disclosed
Is this pain based on reality
Why does it still hurt when I dream
Why do my eyes leak when I bleed
Why am I not anything they ever need
I know I’m not her and I never was
But if you’ll excuse me I need more gauze
It’s going to take a lot to cover the flaws
And every time I fall someone does applause
Every single hour I go through change
But when I turn around everything’s the same
I guess it’s not important to love the strange
And when it comes to me I don’t have a name
I still have love for him on the inside
I said I didn’t need him but I really lied
And there for a moment I felt alive
But it was just a trick of the night
Not even a demon could love this creature
My only goal was to make his life richer
But as it turns out I am just a creeper
And I’m not capable of giving him fever
Now I have this love and don’t know what to do
I thought I was a diamond or in his heart a jewel
I thought he was my knight, come to save me too
But when it comes to my life I had the wrong value
© Delia Ross. 2019
Narrow Views
Narrow views, he once said
Then I killed where it bled
Narrow views, I declined
He only speaks when he’s blind
Narrow views, they bring me down
Now I roam this empty ghost town
Narrow views, is your hue
It matches every silhouette of you
Narrow views, in her mind
But still she closed his blind
Narrow views, the two will find
As they circle where confined
Narrow views, and in his knife
But the Army trained me to not feel life
Narrow views, all around
Watch us all become the clown
Narrow views, it might be true
But when it comes to him I already knew
Narrows views, to hide the shame
Take a picture, put it in a frame
Narrow views, is that your view?
I don’t remember ever asking you
Narrow views, the bell did ring
But for him, honesty was never waiting
Narrow views, his tongue did lie
Watched him clean the blade, without goodbye
Narrow views, the angel sang
But underneath the sound, he felt her fang
Narrow views, they are to blame
Even your mirror, reflects the same
Narrow views, are buried here
And with a tiny view, you watch me disappear
Narrows views, keep circling
But I’m off the freeway and already exiting
Narrow views, they make me pissed
Then I remembered, I was already over it
Narrows views, he gifted me
But I already had the foresight to see
Narrow views, he doesn’t understand
This hell he keeps, I own the land!
Narrow views, I’ll make it clear
Because I don’t need a foggy atmosphere
Narrow views, stay in your queue
Take responsibility for what you do
Narrow views, whip across my back
As I kneel, from all I lack
Narrow views, I’ll carry your cross
The weight of you, I felt the loss
Narrows views and a broken wing
It was only love I was offering
© Delia Ross. 2019
Fog
Here comes the dark
Creeping like a serpent
Like a thick, dark fog
It twists as a vine in my heart
She trades sex for love
He follows the current
Laps it like a dog
Ignoring my love above
She visits his dock
Sees behind the curtain
And I a slave or dove
Without a tongue to talk
Here, there, everywhere
She is lurking
Like a black smog
And I an angel without prayer
Eyes that burn with what it sees
Hands that never stop yearning
Tongues reciting the wrong epilogue
One soul left crying on her knees
© Delia Ross. 2019
Winter Season
He said you are not the reason
And it nearly stopped me dreaming
Now my soul’s in winter season
And I cannot stop it bleeding
Now my heart is barely beating
And for you it’s always weeping
Now I don’t want to go on breathing
And my life has lost its meaning
© Delia Ross. 2019
Ingredients for Ruin
Pulled straight out from the mire
One sweet heart now gone sour
Leave it to cower for an hour
Diminish the balance of power
Make it feel your fire
Left unattended it should expire
© Delia Ross. 2019
Heart Failure
All my plans haven’t gone away
They’ve really just been delayed
People they fret I can’t explain
They all just sort of strayed
It’s not my style to beg or plead
I sometimes require aid
They all want something from me
I have nothing for trade
Many years spent on this journey
Every direction came a grenade
You tell a different story
That isn’t the life that you portrayed
Why do you get all the glory
While I’m prisoner in this stockade
No need for you to hurry
My heart rotted and decayed
© Delia Ross. 2019
Love Is Always On
It’s the age of constant distraction
Beauty defined by plastic fashion
Such savagery over the next caption
Going to extremes to prove an action
Hate on the menu for us to ration
One kiss you’ll learn he fakes the passion
His love is always on automation
An impeccable liar, the best in the nation
A list of broken souls should be confirmation of his vocation
He’s never been out of rotation
I hope death will be his next vacation
© Delia Ross. 2019
Picture of a Picture
PICTURE OF A PICTURE by @poeeternal
I have a picture of a picture
It was clear I wasn’t stricter
I have a picture of her picture
He’d still be here if I were richer
It won’t be long & he will ditch her
She’ll have a picture of his picture
Bury her head deep into the scripture
Dreams will cease she’ll be a wisher
With just a picture of their picture
He’s nothing but an old gold digger
I’ve got my finger on the trigger
A heavy hitter he’s a sinner
You better burn his fucking picture
I can hear his fanbase snicker
While they drown away in liquor
And wish they owned these fucking pictures
Maybe I’ll post them all on Twitter
It’s something maybe I’ll consider
When I’m feeling a bit less bitter
© Delia Ross. 2019
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