YouStillFancyDigitalClocks.I'm a broken clock, I never keep the right time! My owner should get me reconstructed. No, wait I am your clock that you bought from a messed up Horologist. But you said it yourself, you're bad with clocks, and I'm bad with guys.
I'm not a fucking brand new "shiny" digital clock that you-just-glance-at , I'm an antique, I grow on you. My rosier carved spine, gold framed hips, and wine-stained wooden lips. Are to bland for you I guess... I understand we live in a world of plastic, but I promise, if you spend a little time actually looking at my blacksmith-made, faded hands and aged Oak numbers. You would prefer my ivory face than a cheap... somethingthatcouldbeusedasafuckingtoiletcleaner.
The pain you give me is like a pounding, clanking, bell it runs all through my body. It's intruding actually, crashing in my head and making me all wobbly and such. I want my shitty unlevled pendulum-heart; the thing you keep playing with, and keep getting finger prints on by the way. Replaced maybe th
Fluorescent Lights.Here I am.Fluorescent Lights.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Muttering broken french between my paper dry lips.
Halfheartedly fixing the ruffles in my pink-lace skirt, I got my hair all curled up pretty and put on some daisy & cherry blossom perfume.
Here I am.
I'm about to tell you the "Good morning!" i've been planing all night,
Right down to the tone of my crush dipped voice and my open-for-conversation-smile.
Here I am.
you passed right by.
Here I am.
Messing with the hem of my skirt again, distracting myself from that slight mistake.
I've decided to put a piece of rose scented gum in my mouth to compose myself.
Here I am.
I'm fine now.
I have a plan b, I get out my black-fine tipped sharpie.
And write "Good Morning! (:" on a note card.
Here I am.
I called out ,you looked my way.
Shyly, I raised the note and smiled.
Before you could react, she walked in.
Here I still am.
She's walking with the confidence of a lion.
She's taking your eyes, your attention, & my moment.
Doll HouseThe ceiling is a kaleidoscope of fresh pink roses, and shimmering pearls.Doll House3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every room has floors that are made of the smoothest daisy colored marble;
you can slide as fast as your little feet will let you.
But, make sure you leave every once in a while, just because you feel at peace,
doesn't mean time has stopped.
The walls are plastered with motivational posters & words that'll keep you from falling.
Victorian plush chair's that give you much needed hugs &
beds that will never fail to warm you up.
But, make sure you leave every once in a while, keeping to your self will, eventually, make everyone sail away from you.
Lush purple freesias lightly fill the air, their sweet floral fragrance making you dizzy with happiness.
But, please, make sure you leave every once in a while,
& don't look up at the hypnotic ceiling on your way out.
The doll house that was designed for your protection could also be your worst enemy.
You won't know how lost you are, till it hits you so hard that everythin
One Sided Love IIIt's not good to bottle up heartache,One Sided Love II4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it leaks from your lips and travels like
shock waves down to your wrist.
So crack open your ribs,
let it pour down your back,
and wear it like a badge of honor.
26+[A ] life were you don't exist, because the mere thought of you drives my dry unsatisfied bones insane.26+4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I want a more '[B]reviated life so that the crappy and toomuchtotype things can be solved with a simple comma. [I think you'd be a huge-ass comma] what d' you think of that?
[C]aution!!! if you get one step closer to me I think I will collapse and blow away like sand.
You've [D]efeated me, diluted me & dissolved me till I was nothing but a 3 inch girl in the palm of your hand and my greedy-insignificant arms wrapped around your ring finger.
AHH!! hell! Can some one get me [or him] off of this [E]arth?! He is turning me into a crazy woman!
[F] is for fuckhowdiditturnoutlikethis? I was a happy girl, living in my own world filled with sparks of ideas and a vast sea of potential ... now I'm a pile of ash and lovely bones in your hand.
[you put out the fire in my heart, replacing it with bitter-sweet hate.]
[G]o hard on me please, What doesn't kill me makes me strong
Shattered GlassShattered GlassShattered Glass5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Matt laid on the bed that he and Mello had shared only hours before. It smelled slightly of sweat and sex and the chocolaty aroma that was undeniably Mello. He buried his nose in a pillow, the one that held the scent of sweet shampoo rather than his spicy one. A raking sob escaped from his lips, tears leaking from his eyes and covering his goggles with a misty screen. Shakily, he reached up and lifted the goggles away, throwing them blindly across the room, relishing in the smack! that sounded as they flew into the wall.
With nothing to stop them, his tears flowed freely, dampening the pillow. Each sob that managed to fight its way out was trapped, getting muffled in the fabric. They could still be heard but he had less of a chance of people knocking on the door worriedly.
Even so, a knock sounded, but Matt didn't have the strength to do anything about it. He merely laid there, crying loudly into his lover's scent.
After a few moments of light tapping
Monochromatic FlowersWhen I'm with you, it feels like my senses are all balled up into one incoheirent mess.Monochromatic Flowers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My words are claustrophobic, jumbled up inside my mouse sized chest
I'm blind folded, but I can see you clearly.
You've finally given me an inch but I'm bending my fingernails back for a bit more.
When you're not here, it feels like everything else is too far away.
Like a gust of wind's taking everything with you.
I'm grasping for straws.
The pages of things I wanted to say, fade.(edit)
Everything is so monochrome.
Everything is so strung out.
My heart is sliding down my spinal chord .
I sink down to the floor.
Imogen Heap said "There's beauty in the break down.",
But there's nothing 'beautiful' or even 'pretty' about laying
In a field of monochomatic flowers, not being able to feel or smell them,
Just black, white, and grey.
What I want the most you ask?
It's a simple craving.
What I really want, is for a guy to find me, and say " You don't have to cry anymore."
JuanThey work themselves up your intestines,Juan4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
use your heart as a trampoline, dum-dee-dum-dee-dum,
they reach your brain and pull at the nerves, making you their puppet.
New Perspective.In an alternate world,New Perspective.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It would be you chasing me with cracked stars in your eyes; crackling images of my façade.
It would still be you hunting me with a bow made out of tightly wound tears & 'I love you' arrows shooting me, 60projectiles/per/hour.
You would be grabbing me with greedy claws ripping my shirt, and taking whatever else you can get your hands on.
It must be heartbreaking, people watching you crumble over the stacks of shit I casually give you, just because you want anything I give you(even treating you like a toy I feel indifferent about).
You will have restless nights, and wake up crying because I'm falling into the arms of people who fill me up with drugs,
They couldn't careless about me. (I refuse to believe you do)
You will have splintered duck tape over your mouth rubbing your lips raw from the friction of choked up satire and muffled lovehatelove(i hate you)'s.
But alas, this is no alternate world.
So switch the you/your's and the I/I'm/me/my's.
Low Tides"If I knew the words to say, believe me I'd have already said them.Low Tides3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
If I knew a way to make it better, I wouldn't just sit here and ask if you were okay.
If I knew how to show you how much I cared, maybe you'd smile for me again.
If I knew how to tell you to keep your chin up, maybe it wouldn't rain.
If I knew how to make the world stop crashing down around you, maybe then I could hold the sky up."
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Please do not post my work anywhere else with out my permission which includes quoting. Honor the time, effort, and thought an artist put into their work before you post in anywhere else. Thanks.
In it's worst form.Whisper sweet lies to me and I'll fuck you harder because I'm a slut in its worst form.In it's worst form.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I know girls who have sex for pleasure, or because they're 'bored'. But what I want is for you to fucking love me
and if the only way I can get you to tell me " I love the way you..." is to put my body to use then so be it.
As my love-hungry lips leave trails of kisses on your shoulders, and my hands loosely hook and melt into yours.
You don't feel a thing.
Your cold hands run down my well-heated body. [meaningless]
This night before valentines day you're chopping my pride in half , then in fourths.
Take what you want from me, and I'll always give you more.
Using my cut up pieces of self esteem, construction paper, and thighs.
I'll give you a Happy Valentines day.
Grapefruit Lips. You've stopped making sense.Grapefruit Lips.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies are making holes in my skin.
Pale eyelashes and freckles, that's what you are.
The sun shines brighter now, and I just realized how truly beautiful your smile is.
Salty birds with water on themSo let your head be at easeSalty birds with water on them4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and be one with bobby pins and cheese
spread your arms wide and fall back into the ocean
let the salt....lye
you know you are to good to let go but to hard to keep
just like a...butterfly
you must soar and take me with you
so we can see the valleys
and the woods
and maybe a few sheep
to see birds
salty birds with water on them
they go woosh
and then they go wash
wash me.. dilute me till im nothing but a sack of bones that need you
you can shape me bend me to fit your acomodations
you're already torn at the edges to meet mine
so eat saw dust if you want to please me
write a mountain of novels to satisfy me
climb that mountain wrestle a few bears and a dragon to charm me.
One sided love is..Is when I say 'I love you', and you just laugh and walk away.One sided love is..4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One day, darling.One day you will have a key.One day, darling.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And another, and another.
Keys hold responsibility,
And that's an adult's job.
One day you'll grow a rose.
And you'll give it to a girl.
Roses are for love.
And that's an adult's job.
One day you'll drink some soda
And it will rot your teeth.
Fake teeth are for the elderly.
And that's an adult's name.
One day you'll take a jump.
And it will shatter your bones.
Osteoporosis is for the sick.
And that's an adult's job.
But you are just a child.
And you don't give a damn.
Sweet Far Thing.You used to be such aSweet Far Thing.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
good good killer, I swear, when I
realized how small I had
gotten it was too late.
I got small enough to fit in
your pocket & to fall out of it.
I was a lost girl waving flags
ten times my size to get your
your attention. Love me, please.
I used to be covered in roots & soil
no one could keep up with me, I
was always up in the trees while
everyone was grounded. I eased
out of that oh-so-high Hemlock
and sank down into the damp
earth. My fingers getting deeper into
I got so small, I can't wrap myself
around your finger, you can't
weave me through your...
Beat by degrading beat you've rotted my heart
Turning it black with self
hate and disgusting, over ripened
and spoiled desires.
God... I've grown into nothing more
than a whisper with an ineffective -
Is it me?Or is it the berries?****Flash back****Is it me?Or is it the berries?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember when I first met him, Peter.
It was summer of '05. [It was a good year for raspberries.]
I went to the store to buy some blueberries & coffee creamer.
And there he was.
Grinning cheek-to-cheek while he arranged the boxed strawberries. Reaching out with his long pale arm he grabbed another box of them.
"excuse me but could you help me find the blueberries? I haven't been to this store before."
His emerald-green eyes lit up and said " you should also try the raspberries they're my favorite!"
"Oh by the way" Peter chuckled "your lips are a lovely shade of cranberry"
in our youth he'd dress me in strawberries and put raspberries on my fingers.
He tied blackberries in my hair and then pull me close to him and whisper I love you in my ear.
Is it me? Or is it the berries?
his lips dance on my raspberry covered fingers...
Boysenberry syrup drips from my lips to his.
His hands are covered in squished black
even now it stays the sameHer eyes tightened and she pulled her hand away, put it in her lap. Their conversation died.even now it stays the same4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Did I say something?"
"No no, it wasn't you. God. I'm sorry, I just stuff like that just sorry."
"No, it's not your fault," he murmured. "What did I say?"
"Nothing. It's okay."
She very carefully drew her hair back from her face and wrapped it in a rubber band.
"Have you ever met a person who wasn't what they said they were?" She asked.
"All the time."
"Usually," she said softly, "I wait a while. Actually, I usually never tell anyone this."
She stopped and looked away, stared at the ground. "My sister ran a cosmetic surgery clinic in Baltimore City. She was excellent. She knew how to make anyone look like anything so when it happened I me and some others- people who knew her or had money- we went to her. And we begged for help. Because we knew that, even if we believed that it didn't really matter, that things really would be equal, we would never be
Kitten whiskers, Help out atleast one stranger everyday,Kitten whiskers,3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
whether it be opening a door for them, Lending them a pencil,
And if you see that they're sad, smile at them then give them a hug, even if you don't know them.
The good karma will come back at you.