soakedboredom and blood singsoaked11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
songs on the tongue ;
lungs are tired-soaked with
the endless chase for a breath that won't
stay once it took my warmth
and,reversesun unencircles another dayand,reverse5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ocean eternally longs to be More
More dreams of Most;the moon unreveals
daylight,who’s silently glad to retire -
wishing’s the very most wearying pleasure
cigarette butts on the Road to Treasure.
Leave it to Yotsuya-san*Leave it to Yotsuya-san*Leave it to Yotsuya-san3 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
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"As the showering rain pelted harder,
and the smell of summer blood thickened..."
Ah~ As the wind grows stronger, whirling, and still
Ah~ And then the blue, clear sky begins to mock me
Right, on a bright morning just as this will
kill the things I once loved, now they are all dead
I hate- I hate- I hate!
The fact that I can't breathe
The fact that I am choking from this breeze
It's bad, I know
When I had turned
Down that empty hall
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
The fact that I can't breathe,
The fact that this thin air's choking me
In this short life
I guess I'll leave the rest
to you, okay?
Ah~ Down the dark hallway I then saw your face
Ah~ Then the bright, light, clouds faded to a sad gray
Now I know that there is no way I'll escape
When I realized, It was far too late
To see there was a body bag
"Hey, just know that soon
I'll kill you at noon
I'll take your dignity too"
and then she grabbed
your short, black h
The MirrorWho is that girl,The Mirror21 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Through the mirror.
She wasn't there before.
I hardly recognize her.
Has she always worn
The face of a mother.
A tired picture
With bags under her eyes.
Does she still remember
Who she used to be?
With all the love
And the happiness
That is in her life,
She's still so tired.
Where did the teen go?
She's turned into a woman.
The reflection of who she once was,
Not there to remind her.
All that's left
Are old posters
A faint image of who she used to be.
InterventionI’m in a roomIntervention21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m with a group of people
The banner says ‘intervention’
We are sitting in a circle.
Everyone had a name tag
Everyone was wearing cheap jeans
Everyone was wearing lumberjack red checkered shirts
Everyone had the same name on the name tag.
I look around
the room is uneven and dynamic,
Sounds of steam and bending metal filled the air.
‘Hi’ says one
‘Hi’ says everyone
I stare at everyone
‘Hi’ say I.
From the spotlight that illuminated the cell of us
A petal fell – deceasing in speed as it was descending
It took forever, and no one said anything else
I feel? What do I feel? Too late the petal hit the floor.
The petal had made the loudest sound ever imagined
The shock wave blasted the group evenly to every direction
Sending everyone fading into the darkness
However everyone faded unfazed.
A machine roared like a rampaging bull
The walls pushed us in the middle again.
And there again there was u
Looklook, the silk shore is a wet picture,Look15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
the fluttering diaphane,
opulent water bleeding colour
into escapable lines
yes, we tell a story from
that kingdom riven with fabled
meetings, i hold a holy land
within me, our mountains,
our paths, the waves
when we touched.
see, the structure
of a hand upon my hand, a
spoke on the wheel, flags
bless the ripples in the wind,
these are prayers,
no matter if they become old
or are replaced in time, i will
we were once shown the stars
and i could not look.