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Goddess of Confusion / A poem + photos (because why not)
Tide
Take me with you please for there is no life if you are gone.
Doll
His doll to love or destroy
Dead Anyway
All woe is me post halloween
Clean Dirty Mouth
I got a filthy, fuckin' mouth.
Safehouse
He left me high and dry
Perfect Form
"Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr” I make a snow cone with it, sir" - Alexander Ebert
Bad Feathers
Pulling a feather is like feeling a leather whip across my back. I falter. I repent. I love.
Stones of Regret
His absence is too loud, too painful.
Words Like Bullets
Words fire like bullets
Winter Blues
Tis the season
Thoughts
can't take my mind off him
I’m Sorry
Sorries
Grudges
Cast not the first stone... (super late night freestyle remorse/regret)
Fragments
Fragments of him
Cursed
Is there anyone real out there?
Carcinogen
Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...
Writers
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
The Trouble With Forever
Commitment issues are his running shoes
If
If only I could stop loving you...
Pondering
Poetry
Mirage 2.0
I love being just a number to the artist who inspire me....
Webs
I put up with alot of bullshite
50 Word Short Story Poetry
A short story / 50 word poem *Possible trigger warning*
Tower of Sorrow
eternal blackness, he's gone
Percentages
Pesky numbers
Apophis
The end of times is upon us and I'm over the bullshit
Seeds of Love
Love starts with ourself but also with each other. We love with the same intensity that we make war. Let's plant more love.
Bad Apple
A poem about bad people and bad choices.
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).
Imperfect
Small mistakes, big consequences.
24-hour Shift
My love extends 24/7 for him. So do my regrets.
Yearning
I need him
Karma
There it was, labeled to me - I, the addresseeTrying on lovers because revenge tasted sweetlyInserting the blade ever so neatly -Ensuring the heart was severed completely Burning through dreams like an oil field in the night Running out of fuel and the zest for a life Looking back but never having any foresight Dancing…
Could Have, Would Have, Should Have
Could've, Would've, Should've R-A-N (A poem)
Trial-sized Regrets
Some mistakes are tiny & insignificant.
The Best Things In Life Aren’t Free
A poem about narcissism and regrets. Emotional slavery.
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. © Delia Ross. 2019
RESIDUE
The shore rises And as our dreams do Hopes are washed away inside us Awards instead of gifts as prizes Pills wrapped in silk disguises With this wave a bit of residue Likely he'll never get your point of view I'm sorry if I ever troubled you Give love a chance the universe advices We…
Chasing Ghosts
We've been lost on the same road Making circles back again We've been chasing all the ghost Who will destroy us in the end Along the way we have passed Pretending each were a friend How long can we last Avoiding roads full of sin What test do we pass Where does the road to…
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