Alexia Villanueva

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2 days ago
My medicine calls Me home to bed from A place I don’t belong. A fairytale of sorts We’re the birds peck At my unbalanced brain, The scarecrows use wrench’s And screwdrivers to pull Out the flowers fro...
Black Cats & Bonfires
17 days ago
The black cats have stolen a piece of my soul every daybreak as the sun sets As the moon becomes my midnight snack I can feel The bonfires have grown hotter, the moon wider and the crowd has gotten bi...
The Little Ghost
17 days ago
She cowered beneath the midnight sun, beneath the waves of Halloween She opened my body and peeled me like orange, drank my blood like sweet wine and drank me dry My body became her capsule, and my gh...
Stay Creepy
17 days ago
They say I am Uncharacteristically psychotic My brain is the very graveyard that ghosts haunt and goblins mark. Were blood becomes my rivers and lakes as I taste the galaxies in the crevices of my gum...
A Witch
17 days ago
I cast a spell to make you fall in love I am nothing but darkness that hides in the crevices of your eyes The very tears I drink in my salted caramel tea You have kissed a witch's lips but I never cas...
Poem: The Monster
17 days ago
The darkness covers my body like veil. The monster calls my name from the riverbend as the darkness befriends my troubled mind I can feel its claws on my very skin, as I pray to Satan to let it be kno...