Monday, 30 May 2016

I'll put your poison in my veins,
They say the best love is insane.


-OneRepublic

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Paint 2.0

He was like a damaged canvas,
Making my colours darken with every stroke.

He was the empty space in between my deepest cracks,
Fracturing my every good motive
Darkened my every colour.
Broke down my every tower

His fingers against the tip of my brush,
His blood staining my canvas

His soul breathing into my art,
My head sinking down to his heart

He was no saint,
He was just my paint.



-I found a longer version of Paint in my laptop, so I thought I'd post it.

Friday, 6 May 2016

I Think We're Doomed

The world's a funeral, a room of ghosts,
No hint of movement, no sign of pulse,
Only an echo, just skin and bone.



-BMTH