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E.A.G

@thedeathincarnate

just some poems from a hurt heart// requests are open
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she looked like the shell of a person a ghost of the girl she used to be body emaciated, yes but more than that there was no life left in her eyes no hope in her voice no emotion in her smiles her skin was bone white save for the blue lines of her veins her soul was black as an abyss which it was exactly that a hole where she used to be a chasm where the last shred of life hides for safety

ghost girl//e.g.

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again and again i rise out of ashes out of coffins and mass graves death holds no grip always new always strange lives that should belong to someone else time i've stolen blood that longs to rest in other veins life everlasting isn’t all that great, when it isn’t yours to keep

no death will hold//e.g.

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Arabian nights, where heat kills and the captive roam free where two lovers  can see each other once more where anyone can be royal or anyone could be a thief where the wind blows the hair  of those who soar in the skies         Arabian days when the heat is cruel and tortures those hidden between elegant walls when two lovers are no more than strangers longing for someone where the royals are scarce and the thief is only as people see him where the wind dies down and no one dreams of a world in the skies

Aladdin//e.g.

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fire burned the sea the mausoleums in sand glowed like starlight flames shining off the marble pillars and silver tombs the dead rose to dance with the tongues of flame twisting in every direction bending with each other with careless abandon as the fire raised so did their arms as it died down so did their tempo and as morning drew close the ocean gained control and saved their soiree for another golden night

dead dances//e.g.

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looking at you is like staring at the moon, filling my eyes with beauty and wonder/its like i'm a freshly written word, in ink the color of your hair and flowing as smooth as your curls/its a breath of sweet flowers and the musky smell of decay underneath/stars shine and trees dance/ the wind sings and paints a scene fit for a king/color bleeds out from you into my darkened heart filling the holes left by the past/the world becomes something beautiful just because of you

YOU//e.g.

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2,5,8,9 the hours go by slowly creeping at first like time was falling asleep then it went by all too quick and I never got a moment to keep wondering about where you were are why you left me there I used to remember us so steady and sure and I still have memories stuck in my hair

3:27 longings//e.g.

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hands touching, hearts pounding, it feels like we're in middle school (too scared to move, too excited to leave). each of us takes the next inch towards whatever comes next with the lights in our eyes glowingglowingglowing with anticipation. then I feel it, the click in the lock, the tick in a clock before it strikes 12 and THEN IT HAPPENS you're so close I can barely breathe (not that I want to) and everything feels like its finally where it was meant to be; me in your arms, us on this awful high school dance floor, and your heart right next to mine

gym class lovers//e.g.

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its bike rides and picnics on rooftops; flower gardens after closing and making s'mores in abandoned churches. its the air right after a storm in winter, so cold you only truly feel awake in that moment. it is messy smiles and your favorite music playing on repeat. that feeling of freedom when you let yourself finally laugh out loud and dance like fools with a friend. the emptiness that you feel sometimes; not really emptiness, but a lightness you have never known so it feels that way. its big mugs of cocoa and even bigger t-shirts. open windows, filling the room with fresh air and kisses on the kitchen counter. a true sweetness that feels so rare that you wonder if anyone else could understand

that  unnameable feeling//e.g. (Electric Love: Borns) 

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at first he was just the quiet kid across the classroom, a curiosity, something new in the chaos of high school. then, it was like he swallowed my brain, all my mind could focus on was him; the way his soft voice was so warm and gentle; how he organized everything he did so carefully. I started noticing how the curls in his hair wound like a silk ribbon and how his eyes caught every detail. I drowned in the information that came in, loving every second, and not knowing why; why you made me smile                why you made me laugh                               why the sky was a little prettier                                              with you watching it  and most of all, why you never noticed me back

classroom heartache//e.g.

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salt water seas fill my eyes and spray onto my cheeks. it stings in the cracks of my chapped lips as they roll on the shores of my lips, the salt burning like fire but cleansing. all i need is a drop of air, just enough to dry up the tide, but it can’t touch the surface. my hurricane refuses to let help come, so maybe i’ll drown forever

-lost at sea//e.g.

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think of me when no one else is around think of me when a crowd surrounds you I will give you shelter in the storm and rest in your weariness remember all the joy we had and do not mourn that our time has ended but rejoice that it happened for so long

remember me and i’ll remember you//e.g

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i. its so warm with you next to me. the bed feels like the sun every way I turn and I toss sheets off just so that I can lean close without melting. summer is in this room even when the rest of the world is dying from the winter

ii.  fall settles in this little abyss as you slowly spend less and less time here. nights spent alone replace the happy ones with you. i stock up on blankets just to bring back the heat you provided. i miss your sunshine smell and green hills that rolled in your eyes. all i have is the falling leaves in your hair and a few of your sweaters.

iii. i guess freezing isn't so bad if it means closure. the roles have reversed and now I’ve got frostbite with the rest of the world while she has the summer that once cloaked me. maybe i’ll learn to love the strong, harsh cold just as much as i adored the singing summer.

iv. flowers began to grow between my floor boards and into my drawers, pealing back my mounds of knit barricades. the sun begins to rise as you walk into my life, not quite the heat of the summer, but better. this spring is better, it is full of life and peaceful rains. there is no melting passion or fleeting joys. it is more, it is rebirth, it is exactly what he and i need.

seasonal//e.g.