Suicide.I'm on my hands,Suicide.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm on my knees.
You've got me begging,
Please don't go;
Don't leave me here.
Just hold me close,
Don't hold her near.
You were my life;
Now on my heart
You've left a mark.
It's a large mark;
A break, you see,
That's slowly dominating
All of me.
So now you walk;
You walk away.
Not knowing that
I will die today.
Butterfly kissesYour breath comes quickButterfly kisses5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Caressing my lips -
Suicide.Goodbye, tonight.Suicide.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My last fright, our last fright.
When it comes I'll look away,
Begin to pray, I'm that afraid;
No, it's not a play.
When you see, you'll feel all you've done to me.
How I came to be, how I split in 3.
Just be sure to always remember me.
Now I'm ready,
Can't feel greedy.
Goodbye, here comes the levity;
To see me free,
From all the cheating, thieving, leaving,
All need me, just hear me, can't see me, goodbye lovely.
Unexpected Healing - Ch 1Unexpected HealingUnexpected Healing - Ch 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The last three days had been a blur of wine sinks and brothels as Sandor put his winnings from the Hand's tourney to good use.
The twenty thousand gold awarded to the Hound when Loras Tyrell ceded the field opened the doors of the city's finest establishments, as well as the legs of the city's finest whores. The only problems with such places, as Sandor soon found, were the patrons. The young nobles and wealthy traders that frequented them had pointedly ignored his presence when he was simply Joffrey's Hound. Now, they practically fell over themselves to talk to the champion of the Hand's Tourney the man who had faced his own brother to save the much loved Knight of Flowers. They had no interest in him, he knew, only in the stories they would have to tell their friends of their encounter with the Hand's Champion, or the Prince's rabid dog as they called him when they thought he couldn't hear. Lickspittles and kiss asses, the lot of t
Some facts about fishSome facts about fish9 years ago in Humor More Like This
Some Facts About Fish:
compiled by GuyFlash
1) The skin of a fish is inside out. FACT
2) All fish are allergic to water. FACT
3) Fish have no eyelids, to clean their eyes, fish urinate on them. FACT
4) If you hold a fish upside down and hum the chorus of the song 'Good vibrations' whilst making sure the fish is looking at a map of Norway, the fish will implode. FACT
5) Fish don't breath air, fish breath childrens hope and dreams. FACT
6) Fish will only listen to a Madonna album if played through a packet of ready salted crisps. FACT
7) If you spell 'fish' backwards you get the word 'evil'. FACT
8) 'hippopotamus' is an anagram of 'fish'. FACT
9) Fish are telekinetic. they can move their bodies by the power of their mind alone. FACT
10) Male fish have 38 testes. whereas female fish only have 37. FACT
11) every 2.3 seconds, a fish gives birth to a kangaroo. FACT
12) A fish's diet will include the following;
- Passing Digital radios
- Kangaroos (fish always
Suicide GirlThere once was a girl,Suicide Girl8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
who didn't love life.
she hated it so much,
slit her wrists with a knife.
people saw it coming.
she always seemed depressed.
hardly ever smiled,
as her life was one big mess.
she tried to keep secret,
about all the pain she had.
for if it came out,
it would scare her mom and dad.
the girl had known,
it was time to let go,
as she was waiting,
on deaths row.
now she is dead,
as you can see.
no more suffering,
because she is free.
In LoveIn Love10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The love inside my heart grows each day,
It flourishes and blossoms,
Nothing could ever change this,
you are my one true match.
At night I dream of you,
I dream of us together,
Holding eachother close,
Kissing you all over.
I count the days till we are together,
My heart smiles with each passing day,
I know each day I'm closer to you,
My excitement is barely contained.
I know the second I see you,
I will run to you and pounce you,
Attack you with endless kisses,
Never leaving your embrace.
Oh Lee, I am so in love with you,
I smile each time I think of you,
I worry if we do not speak each day,
I am so happy we found eachother.
I am so in love with you.
sel-fishAs a fish, I cannot flysel-fish7 years ago in Open More Like This
I just keep myself
Hoping someday I drown.
As a goldfish, I lock myself
In a rounded bowl
No skies, no future
No waves or winds
I keep myself confined.
As a jellyfish, I go
With the flow
No matter how many
Miles away from home
Just try to be farther and farther
As a dead fish, I still
Too much water to fall
And grow the sea where I was born
SuicideSlash my wristsSuicide9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slit my throat
Feeling the drain of blood
Days long past passing before my eyes
Have no feeling now
I see nothing but black
No fire, no bright light
Nothing exists after death
Noting not you, and not me
Than I awake
With the blade still in my hand
Untouched by my blood
I put it down and walked into the black abyss
SuicideIm sorrySuicide8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I didnt want to leave you all
But i cant handle this anymore
My life sucks
I cant handle it
Its taking me over
The thoughts in my head
They kill me inside
But i dont want to confine it anymore
I want to release these thoughts
And let them be real
Dont forget its all your fault
Never forget that
I hate you all
There is one
And they know who they are
I love them
Its not their fault
But i have to do this
Things in my life have been building up lately
Abd i just hate myself too much to let myself live
So this is my note
To say goodbye to eveyone who thought i loved/liked them
good luck in life
i will see some of you soon
Suicide NoteDear friend, dear family, dear all whom I hate.Suicide Note8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is my chance... My time to escape...
My time to shine, I've just crossed the line.
I swallowed some pills and am slowly dying.
I've taken my life, with no kind of regret.
I came to realize, my life isn't shit.
Reality hates me, fantasy ignores me.
But this shiny little knife, all but adores me.
I cut my wrists, my blood falling into mists.
The vein slowly hisses, as I look into abysses.
I draw the steel, from is red warm womb.
Trail the blood on this note, spelling out "Doom".
I cry acid tears, they burn out my eyes.
They take the sights away from this world I despise.
I still feel the pain, I still hear the torrment.
As my soul in my body, still remains dorment.
I get out the rope, tie up the noose.
I've remained here far to long, it's time to be set loose.
I hang my head is sorrow, bidding my farwell.
I jump off the chair, and fall down to Hell...
Chronicals of a PolaroidChronicals of a Polaroid4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello, my name is Polaroid SX-70 film Camera product ID EPID73228850. You may not know of me, as I am now outdated. I am old, but I have lived a very long and fulfilling life traveling the world with my many owners. Nobody uses Polaroid cameras today, since the digital camera with portable printer is so convenient but some people still like me because I am as unique as they are. People think that we are just things they can use and abuse until we don't even work anymore but that is not true. We have feelings and all of our feelings are developed from memories on film.
In my early life I was the biggest hit. My brothers, sisters and I were sold faster than the blink of an eye, taken all over the world or even just on family trips. Either way, we were loved and excepted with the biggest of smiles. While I was young I was taken to Japan to photograph my first owner Hector amongst modern geishas, cherry blossoms, Tokyo, and
veceu zagrljaju istoka i zapadavece3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
istopie se sva ona
koja su posmatrala nemo
i čekala odgovore
za kojima smo mi
jo samo jednog svica
PolaroidJust a memory, sweeping through me. Something incomplete. Burning under my eyes as I write. Theres a lightness in my feet, a hole forming where my throat should be.Polaroid6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Simple little things, tinted with sunset colors. That white frame signifies its age. Theyre all of things I havent seen before yet I have. Somewhere in that missing part of me. Its only then that I realize that something is gone, or maybe never there.
Its not like I was there for it, anyway. Thats when you know how much heart they hold. How important they are photos have never moved me, you know. I tend to find them boring. But these little thumbnails, not tangible, choke me with their soul. Maybe Ive found
An unknown part of myself in shower drains and blurry head shots. A memory of that camera, those ancient portraits of par
cuts for a lifecuts for a life4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
From start to finish I wonder why
The cuts look good in this messed up lie
The blood that trickles down my arm
People all stare at the girl who self-harms:-
"The emo" they call me
I turn to my name
They act out slicing their wrists
I hang my head in shame
I can't help my feelings
Of being alone
I hide myself for the day
Just longing to go home
I sprawl on my bed
With my razor in hand
And take myself away
To a much better land
I stare in the mirror
And let myself cry
Looking forward to the day
That I finally die