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First snow2 years ago in Landscapes
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Solitary4 years ago in Dolls and Figures
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ShatteredYou had me come undone,Shattered3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shatter into countless pieces,
I crumble right in front of you,
With the first breeze I'm gone.
I fly through the streets,
All the noises I used to hear,
I have never been whole,
But at least now I'm free.
fairytale.she used to write stories of fairytale princesses because it was exactly how he made her feel.fairytale.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dancing amongst pixie dust, she dangled the world from her fingertips. she held the universe on strings like her own marionette, spinning the planets and making the sun rise. he gave her strength to feel butterflies, and the confidence to fight her demons. he whispered pretty lullabies as the clock struck twelve.
it took some time, but she eventually came to realise that even when midnight came, her fantasy didn't disappear.
but not all fairytales end happily. he proved that to her more than anything.
but everything fades event
Little worldLittle WorldLittle world3 years ago in General More Like This
There are a lot of people who uses the phase, what a little world we are living in. Well, those who says this kind of idiotic stereotype, definitely not think about the fact, that a 510 072 000 km2 planet is not really small. However, at the same time what a strange joke is that from the 6, 5 billion Earth populations you are the one standing here today?
It started as a weekend picnic, but the others went ahead. You said, you would like to ask something. Now we are here. Together. On the brink of the forest. Only a few steps separate us. You don't say a word. You don't look at me. You're only playing with your hands. I exactly
TargetYou threw my heart up into the skyTarget3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
aimed and shot
before it had a chance to fly
Well, that's what I get for trusting you with it
Hit me like a dummy
Dragged me like a rag doll
Ripped me open like a package
Left me bleeding in the hall
Your fingers were the blade
and your tongue was the salt
I'll step back and take a breath
look at everything I have left
and hope it's enough to pick myself up
I can't go back to where I started
I'll just have to start all over
Re-draw a map without any detours or dead ends
Tonight's the last night you get me
Midnight, my new life begins
You threw my heart up above the clouds
but they weren't
RandomIt seemed so useless to go on.Random3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I knew it would be that way.
And when everything seemed to have no end.
I saw the sun shine.
Trying to tell me that everything will be alright.
Without me knowing, I saw the sun set itself.
Without even knowing if I will ever see him again.
Let me feel again.
Hommage to my best friend9 months ago in People
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Lunch tablesThis was confusing.Lunch tables11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone sat at tables for lunch, talking amongst each other. Bishop students mixed with Queens and Pawns, so it wasn't a matter of classes. There was the rare black and white student sitting side by side, so it wasn't about sides. It was strange and Jolene didn't quite understand. This was her first time not eating in alone in a cafeteria, so maybe that was to be expected.
Elementary school forced children to sit in their classes. There were two tables per class, and the children further divided into male and female. Jolene learned the hard way that it was not that simple. From there, it was divided into peer groups. Jolene was not in school enough to make friends, due to constant sickness. She sat alone at the edge of the table, watching the other girls eat, listening to them talk. She observed, but she didn't quite understand. They all seemed to be friends, but how? But why?
Middle school bro
As Petals Fall AwayAs petals fall away,As Petals Fall Away11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My broken soul must watch
Layer after layer leave her being.
Beautiful smiles and passionate eyes,
Slowly fall to nothingness.
Nothing but hollow eyes
Never to be touched by paper lips smile.
When those paper lips part,
Despair just as great pours fourth,
For the voice that was once truth and reason,
Only knows broken promises and shattered dreams.
Only knows how to cry.
All she knows is the blackness of the world.
Memories of joy, of light, of love
Fled long ago from her crashing mind.
All that remains is sorrow.
She is not a shell…
A shell still has something alive inside.
She is not broken…
Something brok
We like the moon 11 months ago in Weather and Sky
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Teardrops and rain, what's the difference?Do you know what it feels like, being alone?Teardrops and rain, what's the difference?1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see a raindrop rolling down the window
So long time of that lonely feeling
Strange...
My eyes seem to collaborate with the weather...
I've never known what it feels like
Having something to fight for
Not like this anyway
It has changed me
You change me
I had all these defenses
I had settled down in my world, on my own
The sky is crying
Making teardrops rolling down my cheek
The sound of your heartbeat, I could listen to it all day long
The feeling of your touch, I wish you would never let go
I wipe the tears away angrily
Good girls don't cry
They joke about me
It's fine
They t
HomeHere we go againHome1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tears running down my cheeks
I thought I had left that shit behind
I thought I was done crying now
I thought I was stronger
but honey for you I'm so vulnerable
When you're not here with me a piece is missing
I just wanna go home
and home is wherever you are
Never before I wanted something so much like I want you
I want you to be here with me
Keeping those demons away
Making me laugh when I just feel like breaking down
Oh honey, end this crying and take me home...
AloneI see you walk awayAlone1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A hole starts to open up in my chest
It's so ... dark
The train is near
You can't stay, we both know it
But how am I supposed to keep the smile on my face when you're not here any longer?
Your soft touch on my hand
It says it all
How you press it gently
You don't have to speak a word my dear
I see it all
But how am I supposed to keep my laugh real when you're not here?
I can feel it in your hug
How you never want to let go
Oh, me neither honey, me neither
I won't ever turn the back on you
But how am I supposed to keep the hope alive when you're not here with me?
Everything you said
that laugh
all the cra
JumpI'll wipe the tears of your cheeksJump1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'll hold you tight
Just so you can feel safe
I wont tell you lies
and I promise to be there when you need me the most
I will take care of you and help you to heal these wounds
but dear, you must give me the chance
I'm asking you to trust me
Take me by the hand
and jump!
I will catch you honey
I wouldn't let you hit the ground
One Part Them, Three Parts UsPart OneOne Part Them, Three Parts Us1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fly away from the sun.
Come, your majesty. For today, we live!
Into the night, we sail.
Limits? The sky is only the beginning.
Break the atmosphere. Disturb the peace.
Aim for Heaven, even if we're already there.
Part Two
No evil can break us apart. No torture no bombs no mutant newts or reptiles no supervolcanos or supervillians no underground lairs or ladies' underwears no asteroid impacts or immanent disasters no guns monsters hates incompetance un-imagination de-humanization, nothing. We can be separated for one hour, one year, one decade, two decades, it'll always be the same when we reunite.
No amount of time can les
WordsShe makes a point of knowing words.Words1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Little things, yes, but full of power nonetheless. (she knows of this power. she has seen it for a long time now. she is not stupid)
She knows words than can bind, others as well as herself. (she tends to hoard these words most jealously, never even uttering them aloud, just written down in a dusty corner of her mental library)
Words that hurt. (now she knows why words are sometimes compared to a sword. but it's not quite right, she thinks. it should be a blade, so sharp that it would fall though flesh and bone as easily as a hot knife through butter)
Words that manipulate. (she hates these the most
As I WalkAs I walk it feels like I have entered a different land.As I Walk1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear the distant sound of birds cawing and screeching
I make a sound deep in my throat
Not one that has any kind of word that would fit
But I suppose that longing would be the closest
Can't think
Don't want to
So, I shall just follow the paths carved out eons ago
With eyes always straying
Looking at something beyond their sight
My mind isn't quite all there I think
But that's okay
If I'm insane
Then let me submerge myself into this world
And never leave
Of Deserts and StepsBirds with coal black eyes and a desert a million light years awayOf Deserts and Steps1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness swirling, puzzle pieces joining
Never were supposed to say a word
Never was the one that followed all the rules
It makes sense
And None at all
A forest ten steps to the right and one to the left
The camouflage the leaves possess
And the shadows that they make
Will never quite give way to the light
Do not come to look for me
In places Seen and Unseen
Do not find me
There but Not
I'm falling through the Cracks
And diving into madness
I will be forgotten
And Lost to everyone and everything
But that's okay
I like it that way
DesiresDesires.Desires1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a funny little word
But so very powerful little things
Not my place to have
But all mine to take advantage of
Simple, complicated
All a part of the job
Right, wrong
Who cares?
Real, or unreal
Well, I should think that "unreal" is not as impossible as it seems
I'm here, aren't I?
Wants, wishes, desires
Just the kind of thing a djinn like me could ask for
"fabric" atedthey're going to need a bigger hole for everything you're taking to the grave."fabric" ated2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you were but words carefully sewn together
to wear over your tattered soul. i was determined
to unweave them, but you threw everything away
to save yourself.
why won't you let me in?
what are you hiding?
beauty's breakdowni am caught in a webbeauty's breakdown2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of my own weaving
that tells me what i am worth:
absolutely nothing,
unless i am loved.
the day you walked away,
i looked in the mirror
and saw a monster,
someone unworthy
of someone like you
my hair is a hazy cloud
and my eyes are dull.
my lips are chapped,
and yet i'm still biting them.
my breasts leap forward,
center of attention,
and my thighs are pale white,
and still too large
there is simply too much
for a girl like me--
someone who simply wishes
to disappear
this is the problem with love:
falling in love is masochistic-
you will be broken in the end.
my left wrist bears new scars,
and my right hand flicks a
I Might BeI might not be smarter.I Might Be2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(but I might be)
I might not be prettier.
(but I might be)
I might not be fitter.
(but I might be)
I might not be funnier.
(but I might be)
I might not be cuter.
(but I might be)
But in the end guess what?
I was better than her.
After all...I wasn't the one to break your heart.
She was.
Sta.sh
