Stockholm Syndrome Vanilla and coconut. That's all I could smell when I was with him. That was the only smell. The constant smell. Nothing else. It was like another person, it smelled so strong, and that person was always next to me. And that was fine.Stockholm Syndrome5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It really wasn't so bad when he was there. He wasn't bad to me. He was pretty nice. He was fine. Really.
But when he was gone, the quiet... oh, it got to me. Unending silence. I hallucinated during that silence. Can a blinded person hallucinate? No? I heard things - people whispering. Sometimes I heard dogs howling. It was different every day. Except for a rattling noise... like train tracks. But I - it's fine. I was fine, because whenever he came back, they stopped, as soon as he said my name. The very instant. Ellie, he'd say, and then I wouldn't hear anything else, save his voice. It was okay. That's what he'd tell me, 'specially if he'd been gone a while. It's oka
Suffocate MeI told myself I wouldnt care, Id burn the links and cut the chains.Suffocate Me4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I told myself I wouldnt swear upon a love by any other name.
An open canvas now, my life would need to paint away this sin
by seeping in and weeping out, a cut too close beneath my skin.
And for the longest time, I had you rendered.
An evil foe that I had surely slain.
But you've shown me now that you have not surrendered;
Theres an overflow of woe within my brain..
And though the words are painful, suffocate me, please..
Cus I'm not dying here for you..
And I wont get down on my knees..
I told myself you were the worst mistake, and that I should have known........
I told myself you were the humble hatred in my world alone.
then I saw your new love, heard you'd moved on, and I was cold..
Poisoned honey in the ears of someone too scared to admit that it was so.
And while you broke my body, I just let you.
Because the crown of guilt weighs so much more.
Though I told myself I wouldnt forget you,
You gave no seco
Project Profile_003: UltimeciaProject Profile_003: Ultimecia7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_003: Ultimecia
Images of Ultimecia:
"Ultimecia", "Sorceress Ultimecia", "Artemisia", "Artemicia", "Artemisa".
Sometime between Nov. 23 and Dec. 21, some 11 generations after the game's end.
Ultimecia's bangs are center-parted, raise slightly (about two inches), and then flow down, extending to about halfway down her thighs. The remainder of her hair is elevated in an odd fashion. Two cups protruding in either direction on top of her head hold he
Tiptoe RiverDo you remember days spent sunning on the banks of Tiptoe River? The sun reddened our skin the color of my cherry popsicle. You thought I didn't see the way you watched it dribble down my jaw. I'd spent far too long looking at your eyes to not know the feel of their stare when they gazed upon me.You held a grey May sky in each almond orb. Each time I looked in them I knew you were seeing the same image of me that you always did; a diminutive, pale girl crossing her arms over her chest to cover her breasts that were visible through the wet white cloth of her shirt as she stood soaking on your front porch silently begging you with earth-quake heartbeats to love her too.Tiptoe River4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Do you remember the day we played hooky on the banks of Tiptoe River? We laid down near the waters edge and turned our heads to our sides but for miles around not another soul could be seen, and the forest hid us from the high way. Then I turned my head back up to look at the sunny September sky and I felt your gaze on me
No MoreYou and INo More5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We're helplessly attracted
To each other
Every time we're apart
It's no more no more
Every time we're together
It's more more more
Your HeartI took your heartYour Heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out of the freezer
I put your heart
In a canning jar
Hoping to make it sweeter
I took your heart
Out of the bath water
I wrapped it up
In a hot towel
Hoping to make it warmer
I took your heart
Out to dinner
I placed your heart
In the seat across from me
Hoping it will see only me
I took your heart
And broke it
I put your heart in my chest
And gave you mine
Hoping to make amends
DestinyDestiny5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In spring, deep in spring with the blooming trees
and the stream flowing along with the sky
Within the flowers that refused to die
I fell in love with a hidden scent
In March, above the heart
when noone could save me
from all my joys
In spring I fell in love with shadows in someone's voice
In spring, it's just ment to be
My heart noone can foresee
Noone will ever understand its thirst
And I feel sorry for the one who'll love me in spring
Because he will end up getting hurt