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Human Puzzle

If there’s anything worse than needing to take a shit, and being unable to get things going, then it’s someone celebrating becoming another brick in the wall. 355 more words

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Pictures of You

Concrete England. Countrysides and inner turmoil whilst fading in comparison to the Americans. Our killers pale to the likes of yours, and our sex so timid and sickly like sour milk. 330 more words

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Day of Burning Sun and Winter Lover

The weather irritates my skin. It makes people come out the woodwork showing off their nauseating bodies. They look like bloated corpses, and I am not amused. 399 more words

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Streets of a Silent City

They tried to cut me into pieces, but I wouldn’t let them. They tried to render me numb like a victim, but this mind of mine was never meant to be tied down. 415 more words

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Just a boy

Storms and riderless horses and ice ages whilst the curvy girls scowl at the flat chested girls + yet I’m not watching just drinking as the sun burns my pale skin + It’s not that I’m scared of dying it’s just that I don’t want to know the truth because I already know and it’s not the truth I’m looking for + You put your lipstick on whilst looking in the mirror and you like what you see and with all that gorgeous hair and those big pretty eyes what’s not to like + I always enjoyed grabbing hold of your breasts and pinching your nipples then kissing your mouth from behind because it was the only thing that ever seemed to matter + It’s not that I’ve changed it’s just that I’ve stopped caring about everything that doesn’t mean a thing and that’s a whole lot of stuff that now holds no meaning + You know where to find me if you need me but that’s not true because I’m not the same and here isn’t here anymore it’s somewhere else in a place you’ll never think of looking + I miss sin and all that it brings + I miss screwing and watching the clouds so breathlessly as somewhere unseen the angels dance with all the ghosts I’ve ever created + It’s not that I’m insane it’s just that I never grew up + Never saw the point + It’s all about magic and darkness and freedom mixed with love and the terror of all those monsters beneath the bed just waiting to take me in the middle of the night + Engaged yet never married no kids either and no good job because the only job that matters is searching for all that remains hidden + I write but they say it isn’t enough yet I don’t believe them + They can’t see the things that I see for if they did they would cut out their eyes + It drives me mad when I see you not with me because you belong to me and no one else + We belong in bed all day long fucking beneath a billion boiling suns as the days escape and everyone drowns in boredom and useless questions + All those dried up rivers and killers of policeman and jumpers from buildings ready to fall into the gates of hell the likes of which we’ve never seen + I was drowning for so long but now none of it matters as long as I embrace the insanity of faith and belief and dreams that sweat out of me like the lust you gave me by touching all the right places + I know it’s only flesh but flesh is more than enough in a moment of frenzied desire when the nights are too hot to be spent sleeping + If it doesn’t make sense then you’ll see my face dissolving on the horizon as we prepare to take control + Park the car by the side of the road and kiss me + Don’t say a word + just give me your smile and let me kiss those lips + Breathe in + Breathe out + Repeat sometime more.

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Beneath the Skin of History

In the throes of fucking, we come undone. Pink nipples whilst eating sushi from the torsos of whores. Veins full of tiny voices. Head soaked lullabies whilst King Girl chases the dragon. 396 more words

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Can't Stop Dreaming

Some Islamic State insect strolls along a beach shooting so easily at holidaymakers. From the waters of a heavenly womb, to death on foreign sands. Basking in the sun one minute, breathing their last the next. 417 more words

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