You are a blank slate
just waiting to be skewed
by the colors of another
you’ve already screwed
and the personality you lack
will reflect from your prey
as you sit back and wait
for another poor soul to stay.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Be careful you don’t fall
from that high horse you ride,
you might dirty your Armani
or even scuff your pride.
You’ve been wasting so much effort
constantly looking down at me
when who I am inside
is who I’m meant to be.
Perhaps if you spent more time
looking inside than looking around
you might actually discover
your soul is hell bound.

© Autumn Siders 2009

The light blinds me
from what the dark
allows me to see
and the water I drink,
does not nourish,
but makes me sink.

Love that should save,
wraps me in chains,
its own wretched slave.
Hate that should burn
shows barely a spark
but still holds enough
to leave me its mark.

© Autumn Siders 2009

Holed up in this hell,

ready for a fight,

knowing damn well

you were always right.

Last thing on my mind

is how I will survive,

knowing that the danger

is the only way to thrive.

Bullets whizzing by,

 one will graze my arm,

but the one you never see

always causes the most harm.

© Autumn Siders 2009

At night I see the best
since my soul blends right in
with the shadows that destroy
and create eternal sin.

© Autumn Siders 2009

Half-formed emotions

fill this empty soul

as I struggle to comprehend

what makes a human whole.

I’ve never shed a tear

for those I left behind

and the ones who’ve left me,

I will not try to find.

Life will carry on,

no matter what I choose

but I still won’t play these games

when I am certain I will lose.

© Autumn Siders 2011

lights out,
hope’s gone,
fight’s over,
move on

© Autumn Siders 2009

Stranger things I have seen,
that made me who I am,
than you’d imagine in your wildest dreams
drawn into a diagram.

Simple horrors fill my days
and still I beg for more
to end the constant boredom
I fill my heart with gore.

Bloodied hands lay their claim
upon my tender heart
and tear with all their might
until I fall apart.

© Autumn Siders 2008

A lonely soul trudges on
up the hill, going strong
until his mate soon arrives;
finally, they share their lives.

© AUtumn Siders 2017