emilyleigh

Inspire my muse.Trapped in these glass walls,I need your blood tonight.I trace your contours lighlty,observing your lips turn slightly.You take me closer, slowly,listening to my heart rate growing.I t

Okay, so i know this poem needs a lot of work, I just wrote this without really thinking or anything, and I feel the ending needs some I would love ...

I fell into my cryptic stateand let my eyes roll back.I watched the rattletap lighly on the groundand listened to the hiss, hissof deception slithering my way.I float in, float ...

Who can fillmy empty heart?When there never wasan ignition to start.A barren chestdeflating the pain,let's fill up insteadwith gasoline.Gasoline, to start a fire.Let's start a fire in my heart.Let's s

A three part poem about manipulation, fear of commitment, love, and lust. All critique is appreciated!

late night feels