Bitter~Bitter~Bitter by J-Goth
Can't run away from these demons,
they're too fast when they're hungry,
it's a cycle that presses its victims
under its thumb and they scratch
and wiggle, trying to escape,
and it continues.
Settling down and talking in sleep,
vintage posters on the peeling walls,
selling romance by plaguing anxieties
of the ones who have never known intense love,
and this paints an entire life,
in another little world, killing boredom.
Don't regret forgetting the world
for a few days, it was a wonderful way to pass the time.
Bitter © J-Goth/Amanda P.
That Time Again~That Time Again~That Time Again by J-Goth
I wish that I could fall asleep
And not wake up for the next ten years
Maybe the world would've already ended
So that I didn't have to watch it end
Dame~Dame~Dame by J-Goth
I think her name was...
Her eyes glowed like moonlight
Fear gripped my throat
She was the beast of my dreams
Preyed on my anxieties
Like a bird with its sharp talons
Never felt anything like it
Shook awoke by the pressure beneath her
Bled out into her wine sack
The beast was satisfied going into the morning and then all afternoon
Stayed with me until I opened my eyes
I would be empty without my terror
Dame © J-Goth/Amanda P.
Intrusive Thoughts~Intrusive Thoughts~Intrusive Thoughts by J-Goth
Bury the children standing up so they can grow up big and strong like an oak tree,
or so you used to say to get them to drink their milk.
you'll see some of those tiny hands holding sea shells,
bullet shell casings for others but we'll read about them somewhere.
The most heartbreaking truths are hardest to try and hide,
a mother's voice can mean pain if she brings grief but she won't leave,
or that Little Johnny found his dad's porn magazines too early
and lost his innocence before he could enjoy it.
It's getting cold now, it's time to shut the door,
I can't reach what I want but I can taste and feel it as though it were right here,
maybe it's the moon making me crazy but I held someone's hand last night,
now every feeling from now on will be a disappointment.
It's almost midnight and escapism is all I have to look forward to.
Intrusive Thoughts © J-Goth/Amanda P.