The Burial Plot Bidding War
all ways lead to the queen what cards she still holds she plays like a hangman her house is full of the broken hearted a suicide king and a pair of rusted spades she is gone a bit mad she wants her roses painted red but we've yet to find the shade God save the queen she wears her suit on her sleeve her hourglass shape is a funhouse reflection heartbreaker don't let her find you here confidence is the cancer of this courtyard it'll split your head if we don't get to the flowers red death by division don't call it jealousy it's an exercise in infection control insanity's masterpiece split at the seams shakespearean virgin your world is a stage but your charms in the basket they gave the ax to an amateur I haven't stopped laughing how am I supposed to line this up kneel down vanity everyone's waiting we all want what's swollen depressurized look at the floor look at what you've done narcissus your reflection is heartbroken red your savior wears a charcoal veil these are the colors of her courtyard these are the suits that split the days two handed engine runs itself through the bone when the ego lands it rolls heads will roll
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 18, 2026
Eyes of celibates Burning images Worn down rotted lies Lips dried peeling, eyes separate our lives Dead underneath your skin This blood's not mine, you fucking whore You don't deserve my gods You're a deified angel You leave me sickened in prayer It's the residing disease in me that sheds its halos for whores It leaves my wrists cut with jaded tongues Your eyes, your eyes Freeze my Your eyes freeze my fire... Souls salvation (I said it, I'm so tired) Souls salvation Souls salvation (Saddened I'm no coward) Souls salvation Souls salvation Souls salvation Souls salvation Souls salvation Please bury me They broke my wings In an attempt to divide A sickness From comfort Of open wounds Wide eyed I died Wide eyed I died Wide eyed I died Wide eyed I died
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 25, 2026
Strung by vein to running mouth Your whispers are the catalyst Somebody please breathe lies My blood's not thick enough I can't hear my heart beat when you shut up (Shut the fuck up) Still waiting for last rites Still waiting on a goodbye kiss To sever the dead flesh And walk away a part of you Please don't tell me You're useless with threaded lip My hands went numb To feel like you I should have known you were no angel By the way you said my name I'm running out of Perfect moments I've grown tired of Clotting the blood To whom it may concern You'll never keep my Scars from healing You'll never leave my bridges burning Consciousness Comes and goes Like the routine Of three lost words Lovers lay dead, lovers Lovers lay dead Lovers lay dead, lovers Lovers lay dead And when you're bound and gagged I defy you To define me I defy you To define me I defy you To define me It's the only way To feel like I'm still breathing I long for fresh air Cleansed of sedition The waters listen Closer that I tell them everything Then take a deep breath
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 25, 2026
Sign my farewell with the chimes of clock radios 7a.m. sun reveals a failed cherubim Dangling from the rafters like a sentimental ghost floating midway Between the curse of the sky and you This noose Carries What atrophied wings can't Don't you want me Disenchanted A deader shade of sorry Buried from the neck up in a slipknot Dragging my feet through the dead air Suspended a fallen chair length from the ground When you found me When they finally found me This halo fit my throat I am your contorted angel Writhing at a loss for wings Swelled tongues tell of brighter eyes A severed spine of better days Like the deafened clicks Of a blue lipped off the beat pendulum I just wanted to be something more than enough Oh my God I don't think I'm breathing Jesus Christ when did I stop breathing Oh my God I can't hear myself breathing This is all I know Flying my eyes Set on you like stains In memory of romance
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 25, 2026
Looking forward to a flatlined love affair the comfort of a dire Lovesickness I've come to cherish bed sores and the salt in my own tears my Beautiful affliction your kiss festers like a boil I find myself ugly in Your eyes of asylum scenery have you come to take me away take me away Darling you are a disease that spreads like sunshine the vultures make a Halo while they wait for me to die your fingers crawl like flies on peeling Flesh paralyzed you warm me in a cold sweat deadened but moving in seizures Loving in fits of disillusional blurs don't you come near me buried above Ground and rotting you can't take the corpse from his cold this is not a Sickness if I beg it's an addiction throw your flowers to the fever I'm an Abscess with a heartbeat an armspan of dirty needles and a rusted peices Flowers mask the decomposing passion is watching how fast I can deteriorate Desperation is a clotting incision
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 25, 2026