Angelique's Poems

Please Remind Me

The grime that's accumulated in between my teeth 

Spreading down my throat, and floats in my bile like a boat. 

The mix of sweat and ashes that glue my fingers shut like bandages 

Those encrusted fingers poke the dying fire in my mind. 

The grime that has festered in between my legs and these jeans, 

Is fermenting in a hell too scary to scream. 

Give me water, please, I beg! 

Nevermind, I should dehydrate more, 

Then at least I'd be dead. 

As you search for H20, I'm in a state of mind 

My visions in these frames that are moving too slow. 

Hallucinating, seizures, the sun is a black shadow 

Grey foaming seeps through the corners of my mouth 

I think the only way I could survive is by the shelter of your house 

Alas, you come back with a filled canteen, 

It's cold and small and iridescent green, 

You pry a slit in my dried stiff lips as you hold my trembling neck 

And you pour sweet deliverance, never again will I fret. 

Because I know how close to death I can get. 

And it was scary, but I won't forget. 

Essentials come before regret.

Who Loves ya, Baby? 

For how much longer will I stare into your eyes before it is time to leave? 

While still holding in all the words I wanted to say throughout the best of these weekly two-days, 

That my soul reserves an irreplaceable space for you unto which you cannot fathom, or conceive. 

An ugly soul, a rusted soul, a spot for you to step on in consequence to achieve your goals, 

For whatever they may be, I will be with you, for wherever they may be, most positively. 

I am just the girl that you fell in love with, some fling that exceeded by far that summer love role, 

By the way your eyes grew lazy, you were asking for it, by the way my eyes grew heavy, I wasn't willing to fight it. 

This is what happens when you let love happen, 

This is how it is when you've had your millionth kiss, 

A rub with the noses, 

A dozen blessed roses, 

A rag to bite the pain, 

And an umbrella to make it through the rain. 

Pretty, petty, stinky, 

A lover's war is risky, 

We get together quickly 

And make each other moan. 

Sex and utter empathy, 

A lover's bond is sticky 

We formulate great chemistry 

I just couldn't make it on my own 

A Note For You: 

Incinerating straight to my weakness. 

Just burning on through the layers. 

Wondering where's the thin line between optimistic promises and automatic liars. 

And where it differentiates. 

On my bad days I see what's wrong (what's going on) 

Well, too bad I'm in love, 

And bluntly what a shame; 

To claim a guy and pin him down for the blame. 

Breaking down, what did I say this time? 

I heard another step crumble and fall. 

A chemical weathering from the brain to the walk (to the rock) 

I heard another step crumble and fall. 

Another missing step to our ascend; 

It's a climb, sometimes a struggle, 

And it looks like we might not be able to even touch the top at all. 

It's a call. 

We're on the phone. 

And it's just a call. 

With the smallest intention of all. 

Just reminder to watch your step because it's a high fall. 

And you want to crawl into the cold outside. 

And pick a spot to die inside. 

I'm just tired, be a man. 

You're not a child anymore, 

So put some dignity in your plans. 

And it looks like we might not be able to even reach the the top at all. 

Where do we go? 

When I question us, 

Sometimes I just want to scream at everyone else's mountains "I love you," 

Just to hear it echo. 

And maybe when I second-guess myself I'll hear it and remember to KNOW. 

A pathetic reminder to be less pathetic. 

This won't be easy, and I wasn't expecting it to be. 

But where do we go? 

Where do we go when we reach the top? 

After back and forth replaces up and down, 

We're still stagnant vertically to the level parallel to the ground. 

If there's one thing I ever learned in this world, 

It's that words and actions can NEVER be taken back. 

You either stop it where it's at, or take a minute to brace yourself and digest the crap. 

If there was anything I have ever meant, you could take it to my grave, 

"I desire you, I desire us." 

My writing is brave, 

Because actions and words can NEVER be taken back. 

There's a thin line between optimistic promises and automatic liars, 

You're incinerating straight to my weakness 

Just burning on through the layers. 

But there's no doubt in my mind, we'll find a peaceful place in time. 

Together, or not, I'm keeping my word until the day that I drop. 

Another Way of Dying. 

He holds me close and sings to me. 
He barely sings to me, but I can hear. 

He's tense and comfortable. 
Out of no obligation, 
He treats me the way a girl should be handled. 

Soft and smooth. 
Sculpting my body through the tool of his hands. 
Grabbing every demension perfectly 
And pressuring the curves. 

Forming every slow note to anticipate my ear. 
He was breathing on my fingertips. 

My heart is beating in my brain, and I can barely hear. 

But I'm there. 
He is there. 

And he is so close. 
Closer than our lips can touch. 

And our eyes lock. 
I am poisoned. 
I die in his eyes. 
With an orgasm. 

I lose grip and fall off the cliff I have been climbing. 
He had to bring me back to earth like sleeping beauty. 

I had died, I swear. 
My heart stopped. 

No sex, I swear. 
But we were there... 

When a Crybaby Cries 

So fear now. 
Honey, this is your only way out. 

Don't cry, no. 
With fake seeds your finger sows. 
So they will never ever know. 

If we just keep going the way that we grow. 

So fear... 
Fear now. 

It's easy to get carried away... 
I am who doesn't turn on ranaway. 
And trust in lust 'cause it'll fuck us one day... 

So let us keep our minds straight. 

Don't you cry love. 
You know I can't bare to see your tears. 
It fucks with my hormonal gears. 

And to know that we are serious: 
I could just stab my eyes. 'Cause this love's blind. 
This is the romanticism... 
Screw their virgin realism and run away with me. 

With every touch and every taste 
I carve your name in eager haste... 

Never let the memories scar. 
Because I have been living off you so far.. 

So fear now. 
'Cause sometimes He says fear not. 
With what words less, I've still been bought. 

Whatever you do. 
Don't bleed. 
Do not cry. 

With reasons I am just about ripe to show you why. 

Whoa... 
Oh-oh... 
Coming slow... 
When you're done let me know. 

So fear now. 
We were intentioned to be children of the Lord. 
We were challenged to be children of the Lord. 

My love, 
You quit crying on this fucking bed or I- 
Keep crying and there's nothing I won't do. 
Ah! to you. 

Quit your fucking crying, baby. 
Let me hold your tears in this feeling... 
I bet it would be quite filling. 

And on my hunger point... 
This feels better than any joint... 
I won't stop until it's done... 
But I'd run away because lust had won. 

Please, Baby. 
Please, Baby. 
Please, Baby. 

Fuck! Stop crying on the bed. 
Stop crying over me, 
Oh please listen to what I said?! 
Now WE FEAR, WE FEAR, WE FEAR... 
You fuckers better listen to what I said! 

'Cause you're crying on the bed 
(like you really want it.) 
And we just might end up dead! 

Inter[ILL]usion 

These pills, they are awful. 
These pills, they are good. 
These pills... They make feel, quite content, well-kept, and understood. 

A quiet, selfish, secret statement. 
A speed dial for bloodlined insecurity. 

Take me back home, when I've been out for too long. 
And they tuck me into bed; and put things in my head all the night long. 
I become this heat, that I can breathe red. 
You are (the best)x4 

Thank you so much, you bring out the best in me. 

These pills... They were made for me for you. 

And you will love me one day. 
Every little one I see. 
You belong to the soul of me. 

These pills... They turn me inside out. 

And expose of what I have to give. 
(What I was brought upon this earth to grieve.) 

It may be sick 
It could be wrong 
But deep down inside, 
Is where they belong... 

All of them. 
The whole bottle and some. 
To teach you a message I haven't grasped yet. 
And you'll miss me. 
And love me. 
And loathe me. 

And you will say fuck me. 
And bleed and die. 

It is all because of me, that is the beautiful reason why. 


And as I let it get the best of me... 
I deafen you from my existance... 
And laugh in your face. 
Laughing at what you can say to me. 

So sing to me, pretty, pixiedust; and undeniable thirst of rust. 

As you roll right down my throat. 
AND I'LL GIVE THE WORLD WHAT YOU GIVE TO ME. 
As I'm soaring over a rainbow moat. 

But I know in the end, 
That time will descend. 

They say time is gold... 
And the bottle shit will never get old... 

Take a look again and see that I am past a trend. 

But Beautiful Fiend, 
I CAN wait... 

I still see my life touching death in fate and it takes apart of me. 

Save me, pills. 
Poison thrills 

Listen to what I've become... 

And I'll start anew all over... 
For I AM a legion of them 
For I AM plenty... LOVE THAT ENDS... 
And I'll start anew all over... 
Several people again... 

SEVERAL FUCKED UP PEOPLE AGAIN!