Quotes and poetry by forterisse

I have thrown a party at the coast
My traumas and past mistakes are the hosts
©forterisse

can’t even tell what’s in my vein
is it blood or is it pain
©forterisse

haunted

walking down the empty alley
its a cold and breezy midnight
the path is dark, ‘twas so lonely—
for no one lit the rusty street lights

a tall man approached me slowly
he looks suspicious, it’s scary
his aura seems so cloudy
little did i know, his storms were after me

he grasped my wrist harshly
covered my mouth tightly
he squeezed my body against the wall
as i was terrified ‘cause i got no one to call

the man undressed me
his hands roamed around my body
satisfaction was evident on his face
while i was disgusted at the sight of my lace

the same old nightmare played repeatedly
wanted to rest but the scene is too clear to not see
flashed right after my eyes was the man behind my haunted dreams
he keeps on telling me i got no dignity
but doc said i may be tainted but never dirty.

©forterisse

forterisse 17w

kittens wound

freshly engraved scars on thy soul
her hearts been an empty hole
the gap was filled by her mums anger
fueled by her dads sexual hunger
kitten held her teddy at the side
while her sister commited suicide

“ah!” the cat shouted at the dawn
finally awakened soul lying in the lawn
woke up in a nightmare — her mums anger
remorseful shouts from the monster still lingers
the plates her mum threw was suspended on air
and her sisters hair’s still held by their mother
the pleading cries of kitten still echoes
while her father feed himself through steamy intercourse

the folklores now been passed on
her story has been told to a new generation
but the kittens childhood wound remained uncured
it keeps on corrupting her little ray of hope
©forterisse

forterisse 17w

bygone

I’ve walked the same path a million times, there’s no thing as an escape route. I tried to ask for help — whispered a silent shout. No soul came near, not a single shadow was seen. This I shan’t fear, for it’s an inevitable scene; me being wrapped in veins because thy lips dared not to speak my name.
©forterisse

forterisse 48w

We were...

I won't lie, i still read the poems you sent me
I wont lie, the words in it still makes me happy
I won't lie, i still read the conversations we had
I won't lie, your last message made me blue and sad.

We were doing fine last night
We were happy despite the quarrels and fights
We were doing great,
We were happy but now, you're out of sight.

Before this poem end, can I ask you a question?
Can my name still be the the words that you mumble
Write me a poem, I wont mind if it's now fiction
As long as I'm the center of the words you scribble.

Maybe this time, it could happen
Maybe this time, we could make it happen
Maybe we could now dance to the rhythm of love
While sharing the feelings we both have.
©forterisse