RainbowEatingPandas

Alone I was, at cluttered desk, amidst a sea of words. When knocking came from on my left, I think that's what I heard. I dropped my pen and drifted near pressed ear to door and paused. And sure enough then I did hear faint taps as if from claws. And swish!  Wide open flew the door, as if a dam had burst! I anchored myself to the floor, and stood to face my curse. My visitor was dressed in black, devoid of any life. His fists were white, for skin they lacked, and in them held a scythe. He spoke with words as cold as ice they pierced my very soul. Each syllable another slice off of my shrinking whole. "Your end ha

You left me waiting by the shoreline Listening to the sound of crashing waves against the sand, Watching other couples walk hand in hand, As the sun sets against the aquamarine-coloured sea. You left me longing for happiness, Something that was completely foreign to me, That I always wanted to have. I watched other people take it for granted, Throwing it away without thinking about the consequences. If only I could pick up their discarded joy. You left me waiting for your return, As I naively believed that there was hope for us, As the sky went from a clear blue to a stark black, The stars glowing like diamonds, My only compani

Spider webs And Severed Heads And nice fuzzy monsters Hiding, under my bed Rusty springs And creaky doors Pealing wallpaper And dust covered floors Overstuffed teddies, with ripping black seams Out-of-tune music boxes Broken trains It's always night And it always rains Dead roses are grey They crumble and sway Crunching corpses in a heap This is the song I sing every night Before I go to sleep And if my eyes open To see the sunrise, Your heart, I will eat, Complete.

Buried beneath a debris of odds and ends - discarded carnival masks, willow patterned tea cups, toothless combs, and mauled little clown dolls - a curve of yellowed ivory, like an old woman's tooth, peeped. Smoothly translucent, surprisingly so, and he wondered if a bit of bleach upon an old toothbrush might not wear off the yellow sheen and convert it to a gleaming alabaster, like a bust of Nefertiti, and indeed there was something of Nefertiti to its cast, something exotic; a slant to the eye socket, perhaps? And he wondered, and pondered, and rubbed the cheekbone (zygomatic process, his mind faintly reminded him) and debated how much such

White and fluffy, cold and wet, snow slowly fell to the paling ground while winds rushed by, making spindling trees howl. It fluttered to a small neighborhood in upstate New York, where leafless maple trees told stories of an autumn that ended long ago. The neighborhood stood silent in its frozen state, and the people who lived there were staying inside to keep warm. One old man, however, who did not rely on electric heaters, had to come out to fetch wood for his fire. He opened the door slowly with a look of caution, and after deciding it was safe enough, he gradually walked out onto his porch where he had a pile stacked. He put down his

A white shirt, Bright, brilliant. Traces of a rainbow, hanging in the mist. I gaze off into the distance of the sky, The winds almost playfully blowing. Emptiness was happiness, Only the two of us. I loved you more than anyone, Until my heart was drowning in its love. Even now from this same spot, I contemplate about you. If this dream will never come back, Then destroy it all. And I can't seem to forget you. Once more, I'd like to see you. Mirage upon mirage. Scooping up your shadows, I still wait. The hands on my watch have long since stopped. Sleepless night. Gray morning. The hymn of the moon, The one you loved so

Rebelled agony is splitting through her lips Anxiety is an oxymoron My bipolar depression leaking out my eyes and ears Into the tinted water Her laugh shinning through me Tell them you can breathe And keep choking on reality Keep remembering how less than 24 hours ago she was pushing heroin into her veins

he has no reason for what he does leaving trails of bone and blood without eyes he'll watch and wait he feels no love he feels no hate taller than the trees he hides behind he'll never live he never died he became in the shadows he stalks in the light but they never see him even if it is bright they think im insane tHey ThINk Im NoT RiGHt and now im in the darkness AlOne with out light