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How do I love thee?How do I love thee? Let me count the waysHow do I love thee?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My scars speak of time and devotion
Two things that reek of prison but
I snapped the key and threw the shards away
Without a second thought.
When I bleed, I bleed emotion;
Millions of words, thoughts, feelings
Held inside me, causing unbearable pressure
As I struggle to retain them all,
Flashing through my body
With every thud of that battered organ.
With every beat of my beaten heart,
I love you to destruction.
That 3am Phone call3amThat 3am Phone call3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the dog's going ballistic at the phone that won't seem to shut up regardless of how much you ignore it
3am
And staggering from your bedroom leaving a peacefully sleeping warmth behind you go to tell the phone what time it is
3am
And the voice on the other end of the phone is scary in it's placid calm and suddenly you want to put the phone down
3am
And the dog's going ballistic at the sound of the doorbell that won't stop ringing no matter how much you ignore it
3am
And the blue lights outside the window slowly start to burn a human-shaped hole into all the photographs standing proud
3am
And the policeman makes you a cup of
75: MirrorShe is staring at him from the other side of the mirror. He wants to reach through and join her, join his personal 'Alice', but the glass never yields to him, and she continues to stare.75: Mirror3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes she taunts him, knowing his desire for pain, and smears hateful love letters in blood on her side of the glass.
Sometimes he tries to ignore, to quit, but his 'Alice' keeps calling him back, calling him to uncover the mirror and fantasise again.
Sometimes she kills people, knowing his frustration that it can't be him at her mercy, can't be him pleading for her to go further…
Sometimes he wonders what would happen if he smashed the damn thin
76: Broken PiecesWe are shards from two different broken glasses, but we fit together just the same.76: Broken Pieces3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My personalityI'm something of a sadist, and something of a saint.My personality3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your wishes will come true but your dreams will have to wait
I'm something of a lover, and something of a lie
I know you've enjoyed it when I hear your pleas to die
Room 1048Six paces down one wall, four paces down the nextRoom 10483 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Regular, conformed, white walls that used to cushion the blows
Until my rage bled from me in the splatters I left behind
Four pristine spots that never quite faded away…
Regular, conformed, white walls that used to cushion the blows
As the ceiling vanished in a sea of twisted thoughts and free forms.
Keep your eyes down and your mind calm, nobody ever looks up into Hell;
There's too much temptation written across the sky.
Until my rage bled from me in the splatters I left behind
I'd put patterns everywhere and proclaim my artistry
But it's funny; here, nobody appreciates a geniu
Fallen AngelI've never believed in angels, but you've fallen into my life with a resounding thump, teaching me that angels are not only real, but that they are also capable of falling.Fallen Angel3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
(you didn't come from heaven; you're too perfect for me and too wrong for there)
For a long time I just watched as you lay there in your tears, wings fading and melting into the rain that murmured it's empty pity and hollow apologies.
(I love to stroke your wings and set you shivering, do you know that?)
I helped you up, washed off the blood (was it all yours?) and kissed your wounds better, setting you on your way with a smile and a gentle push.
Turns out your way wa
Guilt[Nothing]Guilt3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all it ever is. In the moment, it's never [worth mentioning] anything, something bothering you dear?
[Nothing]
In an hour's time, it'll be [I'm sorry] something, just a little thing, and it turns out it was indeed something.
[Nothing] [I'm sorry]
That little expansion on the moment and hour earlier, but in this moment we'll hug [you'll cling] and you'll say it over and over again
[I'm sorry]
And I'll smile and hug you a little tighter and murmur assurances that's there's nothing to apologise about because, after all, it was only
[Nothing]
ParanoiaLook at himParanoia3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you see?
Lips chewed
Hair frayed
Eyes dart
Don't STARE!
Look at him
Just a glance
Scared eyes
Sharp ears
Assuming mind
For goodness SAKE, what did I tell you?
Let me explain.
He thinks that:
You mock
I laugh
They sneer
Oh dear, he'll notice your pity even more now.
He's wrong there
It's not true
But
Hello's hurt
Smiles scar
Mind muddles
Consciousness…
Confuses
Creates
LIES.
If I try and shake his hand
He'll only wonder what THEY have planned for him next.
TreasureI can see my veins through my skin,Treasure3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blue and gently pulsating with life.
The doctor says I'm cold enough to be dead, so why aren't I?
Is life really alive if science says it should be dead?
I always thought blood was blue
And was constantly searching for the sea in my veins.
Topaz was nowhere to be found amid the rubies;
Only a few opals at the end of the tunnel.
CagedThe pillow that stifles my soul stinks of love, and whispers that hiding my [he]art away is not a sacrifice, not really.Caged3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can speak silently, perform to nobody, paint with invisible ink, and express myself to a blank page… all in the name of love.
I poured out the wine gone sour because I love you, and hate the idea of you sipping from a poisoned chalice, but you caught every drip and stared at me with pained eyes when your flesh melted away.
So the wine sits and sours every time something comes up, and the drains are off limits from now on. Removing the cork doesn't empty the bottle, merely lets the fumes waft over us and turns the
RiddlesI keep feeling loneliness catch in my throat;Riddles3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who'd have thought a smile was so much work?
I'm hovering; do I crash through rock bottom,
Or shatter my feelings and lie here perfectly numb?
I'm not dead, but rock bottom is already miles above me;
Who handed me the shovel anyway?
All I can think of is the emptiness that awaits me
Everything is empty; it's all alone and lonely and abandoned...
How do you know if those ghosts actually live with you?
They use the showers while they haunt you.
This shovel is really heavy; it's dragging the sides of my mouth down.
I really should stop digging.
How do you make someone cry?
Stand on thei
3:55amHello Insomnia, not seen you for a while. I thought all the love had gotten rid of you for good. Any particular reason you're calling on me tonight?3:55am3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How is my old friend, Sleep Deprivation? I suppose she'll show up later on, at a more reasonable hour.
Oh, and you've brought Waking Nightmare with you too! Delightful. The body in the bed is a nice touch, by the way. Those eyes are positively mournful.
I'm surprised you're here, Appetite Loss; shouldn't you be visiting when everybody starts calling me fat? Oh yes, that did stop a while ago. Sorry about that.
Ah Self Doubt, sneaking in the back door when no-one's looking. Just like old times.
Me on meTwo years ago, if you'd asked me who I was, I would have smiled, extended my hand, and responded with "I'm Rachel."Me on me3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
So confident and sure of myself.
So not true.
I still have that mask somewhere, but it's a little old and it's falling apart; I haven't worn it for a while. Then there's the 'I don't give a shit about anyone or anything' mask that I wore through high school… That helped a lot. It's still mostly intact, and that's because I've only just stopped wearing it.
College was a new start for me, a clean slate. So I made the most of it, and made proper friends for the first time in my life. I thought that I'd be able to put that
PiratesThey were an odd couple, the captain mused. The rest of the ship they had just plundered had begged for mercy, begged to be spared, left adrift, anything. They had all gone overboard, but he'd given them a fighting chance; how were they supposed to swim to safety with all those valuables weighing them down? He'd been kind-hearted enough to relieve them of their belongings before throwing them over. Now there were only these two left, and it didn't look like they had anything of value except their clothes, and stealing clothes wasn't his forte; you never knew when fashions were going to change. The woman kept her hood over her head, casting hePirates3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Young girlOnce upon a timeYoung girl3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Far, far away
A little girl
Sat down to play
She had no worries
She had no fears
The cruelty of life
Never brought tears
Her parents loved her
They treated her right
She never desired
To flee into the night
Her Father was handsome
Fair, and proud
Her Mother, the sun
Dispelling the clouds
But the young girl was lonely
She never went out
Her parents killed her with love
Trapped her in the house
Her only friend
Was the mouse in the hall
Whispering of adventured
Beyond those walls
Once upon a time
Far, far away
A little girl
Just ran away.
RememberingCastles rememberRemembering3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And
Tell tales
Listen!
The musketeer firing
Screaming out
As
He falls
Listen!
The cannon booming
Falling silent
As
Men die
Listen!
The chivalrous shouting
Battle cries
As
They charge
Listen!
Tourists' babble
Growing loud
As
Memories fade
Castles remember
And
Tell tales.
Absence and Separation'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'Absence and Separation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But 'fond' is too distant a word
To adequately describe this;
It's an ache that won't heal,
A hunger I can't sate.
'Fond' is too distant a word,
Distant from me in every sense, living
Far - too far - from me, with you.
Your heartbeat pounds in my ears
A sound I can't stop hearing.
Your absence, your distance
Is anything but 'fond';
The pane of glass between us is far too thick
And I can only imagine your taste
In an effort to sate this hunger.
Mirror peopleThrow your ideals at the mirrorMirror people3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch perfection shatter and bleed
Ideals that aren't yours won't suit you
Like wearing a child's clothes
Watch perfection shatter and bleed
Perfection is overrated if it means
You can't be happy in your skin
And wearing someone else's isn't comfy
Ideals that aren't yours won't suit you
Give the photo-shopped perfection back
To the media that merely distorts
One big universal funhouse mirror
Like wearing child's clothes;
It's how you feel when you realise
You're holding on to a beauty that isn't yours
Stuck in a place with something you never were
So throw the world's ideals at the mirror
Watch
DreamsWhen people say 'may all your dreams come true' they should really ask you what your dreams are first.Dreams3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
2: LoveHere is my voice, whispering words of vicious endearment2: Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Down the ears that can hear me but still refuse to believe
It's possible to hear voices in your head, after all.
Here is my mouth, softly tracing beautiful poison onto
The mouth that said my name and then denied me in the same breath
The dead aren't supposed to walk, after all.
Here are my eyes, drilling black holes into your skull and
Bleaching all colour from eyes that are frantically telling you
I'm just a grief-induced hallucination.
Here are the scars in my arms, trace over them and feel the blood
That use to pump so warmly next to you as we lay together in the dark
But
Lost smileMy own smile is crooked and shattered beyond repair, but I'm finding the pieces I lost in every smile I cause.Lost smile3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That feeling...That split secondThat feeling...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before your lips touch mine
And our warmth combines
Is taunting me
It's strange
I've never noticed that moment before
Lips meet, and passion rules
And that's all there is to it
Until it isn't there
Until the moment wants to happen
But only the ghost of a kiss awaits
Just a brief peck
Just to softly touch mine to yours
Just to hold your hand
Just to feel you hold me close
Just to feel your heart beating…
That's all I was going to do
But you can't embrace the ghost of a memory
Your ghost haunting my shadowI'm holding on to your shadow,Your ghost haunting my shadow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your ghost lingers,
I can't get warm without your arms around me,
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
I said it could never happen, but who am I to condemn?
My emotions scared me so I ran as far and as fast as I could
But your ghost is still haunting me
Your shadow still keeping time with mine
Another tear, another crime,
I can't seem to shake the shiver,
Your ghost running fingers up and down my spine,
Haunting my deepest memories
Reaching out to touch you in the dark
I almost feel your skin before my hand draws back of its own accord
Brief wetness on the pillow next to mine
From tears t
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