Nothing for Us Here
We call it heaven But it only answers to hell It comes in waves Breaking and rolling back It wears us down Piece by piece God's lonely children act like starving pigs We turn our backs on our burning homes There's nothing for us here Move on
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
Go forth blindly Go forth and be hollow Make excuses Set those fires Lick that salt off your skin I can't find it in my hollow heart That sacred feeling you promised would be there All I found was bitterness And the pieces of every broken thing What an ugly gift a life of faith and servitude is Why are you so weak? You can't behead invisible kings You're all just birds with broken wings
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
I am a loyal dog My name is sorrow A name they gave me When I took their joy away With my first breath I am a loyal dog I'll stay by your side forever And when you finally give up I'll eat what's left of you I am a loyal dog
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
Get on your knees I want you to beg for it with your last breath Tears and tongues hang in the air Breathe gold Bleed gold I will watch you suffer Like a lonely mother on a filthy deathbed Nothing will be there to offer you peace as you weep You will not find peace You breathed gold Beautiful lies You breathed gold Blinding us Do all of your lies still taste like heaven? Or does it just taste like gold and bile now?
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
A monolithic silver tongue A fucking politician standing tall against the sky Weak roots reveal harsh truths Skin will crawl Stomachs will turn inside and out Sift through the poison It leaks from the mouth Eat the foundation Soak up the praise Fuck all the others Stand on their bones Build a bright future Cover it in gas Wait for another to strike the match You're no martyr You earned every whisper You earned every sideways glance All that strength is fake Strike a cowards pose Who would have thought a snake could walk It's so much worse than you think
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
She is driftwood Porcelain branches entangle her Face down Her dress caught on the banks of the river Fingers dancing in the current She is a ghost With lungs full of water How could I have known? Her heart was empty And she never planned on coming home Come home Come home to me
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026