Who are all these followers I keep losing
Watching all these patterns looming
The wrong path we are choosing
The way my heart you keep bruising
© Delia Ross. 2021
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Look at you
Dragging me in the mud, the blood
The hell I put you through
Look at all the shit I do
And crying a flood
You’re stuck like glue
I got names but question who
Look at how you act a stud
Now every moment under review
Look at how we equal two
But I’m growing like a spud
So you spit and chew
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I don’t mind that I’m a bit dirty lol. To be fair, the potato is my favorite vegetable. I am a special spud growing in his existence. Am I the root of all evil? 😀😏😆
Our garden of the damned?
*laughs insanely*
Damn, now I want some mashed potatoes. Or chips. Fries. Twiced baked. Salad. Soup. GIVEMAH!!
In other news, I live in an apartment complex that sounds like a war zone and I need to move. Anxieties.
I’ve been seriously busy planning a cool photoshoot so I hope things go according to plans. They rarely do! So I don’t want to give anything away yet. But, as things progress, you know, updates. I haz secrets!! 😍
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No matter how many times I slam closed the doors of communication
He’ll be on the other side waiting
Anticipating apology and thorough aching
My overall frustration for misbehaving
His back my entire foundation
My heart his home base station
Tossing apologies in the fire for cremation
I’m his favorite creation
© Delia Ross. 2020
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He knows I’m sorry. But I don’t know if I could ever face him and say it. And if I ever did find the courage to face him again and say it, he’d just throw it away immediately.
So the good news is he didn’t block me. He still doesn’t know I exist. Like one of them soldiers standing guard for the queen. Solid as stone. Hardened? Hates me? Maybe I’m just the ghost haunting him. Oh noes, helps. *sobs* 😭😭😭
Uhm, thanks for still finding value in me even though I can be a depressed, emo, isolated little bitch, who pushes everyone away and crucifies the one I love the most.
I’m deeply sorry. But I don’t know how to say it anymore. There’s a good chance it’ll happen again but that doesn’t mean I’m not sorrys.
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If only words were removed from page
And hearts were not full of grey
I’d lift the sun in such a way
Your burdens would just turn to ray
And I’d be there with heart to say
I love you every single day
© Delia Ross. 2020
There’s a good chance my poetry isn’t beautiful at all but it’s just how he makes me feel. Inadvertently, I mean. Because I am nothing and nothing is for me. 👍
The Moon struggles to detach
The hope we lack
There’s no comeback
From mistakes we stack
This mass has gravity
You don’t know me
Forget what you see
I want to leave
Still you crave the perfect match
The plans you hatch
Always traveling the sinner track
Your heart is black
We’re dancing when we grieve
These tears we weave
Fate is tugging in-between
Our feet deceive
© Delia Ross. 2020
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It’s not the best house but it’s definitely not the worst
And if you think I’m worthless well honey you’re not the first
And if you think I’m perfect well your bubble I’m here to burst
And if you blame obsession I know I’ve got the thirst
I may not be a diamond but I’m definitely not a curse
And if you’re wanting love well my heart left in a hearse
I might have said I loved you once or twice in verse
But if I stick around I’ll likely make it worse
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Maybe my heart is a diaphanous veil
And love is translucent but now growing stale
Maybe his kiss is the all holy grail
But if I am seen it is too hard to tell
Maybe I’ll always crumble and fail
Maybe I’ll always be hung by his nail
Maybe the truth is just written in braille
Or maybe I died and so living in hell
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Were you planning a murder?
You assemble letters and vowels like death
Like the mercy you don’t harbor
When I’m running out of breath
Did you know you’d be the executioner’s hand?
Precisely in depth to know how it would land
There’s a crater where my soul has bled
Ashes where your words were tread
Did you plan a heist to gather the stardust?
Were you aware I’d combust
One tiny heart shattered
As if it never mattered
There’s a dim dot glowing
Where love was exposed
There’s a heavy price knowing
My soul decomposed
© Delia Ross. 2020
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