Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Poetry

  • Hell

    pain and mutilation suffering so serene detest insects bleached skin and empty insides stain’d fuck’d howl’d with every passing second in every possible way we obliterate everything we are we doom ourselves to nothingness without so much as a thought as to what happens next Read more

  • Lover

    swallow a mouthful of wine swallow a mouthful of me watch the smoke from my mouth dance across your body watch these hands do what they want girl afraid just wishing to be touched to be loved like only a lover should so come on over come make us one with madness let’s find a Read more

  • Passing Always Through The Fire

      too many people  too much junk  a tasteless affair, draining daily  always the same  the shame, of being so different  should just surrender  be like everyone else  but that would surely be a fate worse than death  thin and dreamless  starless like an abyss  gotta keep those dreams burning bright  gotta hold on to Read more

  • Choke

    lucid and betrayed  crack’d like skulls and  stain’d into what we are  only human  a version of reason  averted from unseeing eyes  don’t choke on regret  just surf wave after wave  and  never forget that there’s nothing more  nothing more than this  Read more

  • Sson

    seasons spent alone wide open holes and danger zones Read more

  • King Of Pain

    king of pain pressed wide inside your lips and hard against your hips choked, blacked, numbed a pretty layer of bullshit spread across a dirty, used whore that stench of lust puked, drained, sickened it reeks of glitter no stars, just starless and just like you so dearly deserve Read more

  • She

    the colour of her smile like blinding truth and wonder something in the way she moves echoing through my tender mind she makes me feel alive that’s just how she is   Read more

  • Nowhere

    smoking a cigarette and lost in thought like a nowhere man real good Read more

  • Guts

    it’s raining outside and i’m sickened blacked out and howling to the moon my guts everywhere chewed up like a plastic bottle left in pieces all over the floor being alone doesn’t bother me though not really i like the silence and my own company brings nothing but solace to think of her with another Read more

  • Tell Her

    as thunder rolls across this humdrum town i think of the woman i love and all the words that she deserves maybe someday i’ll write them down for life’s too short to keep the heart at bay she knows them anyway but you can never tell the one you love enough how much they mean Read more