False IdealI need to know if you're realFalse Ideal3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A touch with hesitant fingers
A blind kiss in the dark
I need a simple affirmation
Something, anything but a nervous lie
I need to know if you're actually here
And I need to know that you're not just a ghost
That pretends to listen and play along
Until something better passes by
Until someone else steals your word
And seals your promise
Or makes one in your place
I need to know
If you'll be here tomorrow
Or if you're only temporary
And if we're doomed to stay in this valley
Never to see beyond what we currently do
Limited to a false ideal
I need to know if you're real
Or if you're just another face
Hiding behind a thousand miles
and a thousand whispered words
I need to know if you're hidden
behind a false ideal
Another running awayAnother running away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another choking breath,
Another word that can't come out,
Another invisible tear.
As I walk alone,
Tied by false hopes,
A hole is pulling me in.
I fall into the void,
Unable to scream,
see, yet unseen.
Drowning in thoughts,
no place to hide,
A shadow is taking over.
Another new form,
That is bound to return to the nowhere.
First Kisses The cold wind surrounds us as we stand there, silent. I feel his arms close around my waist and his chin rest on my shoulder. His sent surrounds me, his life force mixes with mine. I feel the love in his soul. I lean my head back, on to his shoulder and turn my head towards him slightly. I feel his lips graze mine slightly, then again more forcefully. I can feel his energy.. his emotions.. his love.First Kisses4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When we pull away, I bite my lip and giggle, how cliche.. I can feel the happiness growing inside me.
He walks down towards the water and I pick up his camera. I shoot some pictures of him standing there, throwing snowbals at the frozen water, of him looking at me, gazing at me.
Oh how I love the way he looks at me.. The way he carresses my waist, my hips. Oh how I love him, everything about him. The way his hair falls in his face, his eyes, his soul.
He walks over and pic
Sweet CravingsYour body, your lipsSweet Cravings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kisses like hot melted sugar
so sweet it makes my heart ache
and so hot it lights me afire
your scent, I hunger for it.
more then the warm sweet-bread
touch from you I crave
more then strawberry ice cream on a summer day
a need and a craving of you I have
more then any sweet thing I touch upon my lips.
Pure EcstasyPure Ecstasy6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I balance the pill in my hand.
It's small and very light.
No bigger than my pinky nail.
All white. No decorations.
No little comforting heart paints this pill
I put it on my tongue.
Instantly bitterness fills my mouth.
I grimace and swallow it with a quick
a sip of good ole aqua.
The waiting begins. I wait.
And wait some more.
The suspense begins to drive me batty.
When will I begin to fly,
with the others around me?
I can see they're as high as kites right now.
There's more than the wee snack,
I had indulged in, not even an hour ago.
Marijuana, cigarettes, LSD.
Liquor, Water, Orange Juice.
Lollipops, Pixie Sticks, Candy Necklaces,
Stuffed Animals, Little Backpacks, Goggles
Glitter, Hair Dye, Eyeliner.
Hugs, Kisses, Dancing
Strobe Lights, Fog, Glowsticks.
Neon Greens, Florescent Oranges, Pulsing Reds,
It's all around me swirling and twirling.
It hits me suddenly.
A pinpoint right in my chest.
My heart starts to accelerate.
I take a deep breath.
Avoid Panic. Stay Calm.
You don't w
Ravers in LoveI survey the scene.Ravers in Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bodies writhe around me to the beat of Deadmau5, fueled by Doritos and vodka, blood pumping thick through their constricted veins. Girls grind on everything in a desperate attempt to catch some poor schmuck's attention, so she can suck him dry, leaving him broke and broken hearted, leaving him a wary, untrusting douche bag, craving vengeance on the female race, hurting every girl he comes across, because one girl wrecked his life. I'm sickened at the thought.
And then, she arrives.
'I'm not in love with her. I'm not gay.' I think to myself, as she parts the crowd like the Red Sea, and my mouth dries up. She is headed in my direction, and I am woefully unprepared. It's not like we've never spoken, in fact, we're good friends. She comes to my band's shows, and she even dated the guitarist (briefly).
I look at my phone (switched off), my drink (just a Sprite), anywhere but her, until I have no choice but to look at her direction. As usual, I'm temporarily stunned by he
in bedthe patterns that formin bed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you stare at the ceiling for too long
can confuse and disorientate
you into thinking
that you're lying in a field
or on a beach
and looking up into the clouds
and that everything is alright
when it's not
and then you realise
it's just the ceiling
L-o-v-eThe path to true love isn't always straight.L-o-v-e4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Creature - Ch.1The Pie ShopCreature - Ch.11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ms. Trinket's Pie Emporium was a tiny five-table diner squashed between a convenience store and highway 93. It had a bright painted sign and screen doors no air-conditioning and its bathrooms were pit toilets in a row by the road. Behind it the Rocky Mountains rose from sloping green hills to jagged snowy peaks that brushed the sky. They were immense and other worldly, and as Hannah knew they were also dotted in flowers. Chiming Bells, violet Penstemons, nodding Beargrass and Glacier Lilies would all be clinging to the mammoth rocks, and they were also all either potted or growing wild in front of the Emporium. Hannah knelt beside the Penstemon her favorite of the four to get a better look. They were a member of the figwort family with five stamens and one that extended out like a tongue. Her biology professor had confused her by calling the plant by its nickname Beardtongue and she could see the reason now. They were so bright and
paper cutsi.paper cuts4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
i saw your name on my caller id
and let my voicemail pick it up.
you sounded flustered on how
to word your message, but you
managed to compliment my hair
and question my whereabouts.
you called again a few hours
later, and again i let you squirm
under the pressure of the voice
mail's automatic tone. you didn't
sound angry, like i'd assume, but
instead you said you thought of
me when you saw a commercial
for a saw movie, and that i should
come over so you wouldn't be
so lonely tonight. i saved your
message in my heart, but deleted
it off of my machine. that night your
words were lost, erased. that night
you were cold and lonely, for me.
you sent me a bouquet on our one
month 'anniversary'. i sent them
back a week later, with all their
petals turned maroonblack and
all their leaves browned. you
left me another voicemail, asking
why i would send them back. i
sipped at my cup of tea and chose
to answer aloud; 'because you
need to learn that everything dies.
no matter how beautiful i
The Kissing Scene.-.The Kissing Scene.-The Kissing Scene.6 years ago in General More Like This
Her heart skipped a beat as the words echoed throughout her soul. She felt a gentle hand caress her cheek; shivering as his hands ran through her hair lovingly. She placed her hands upon his waist gently, smiling up at him with eagerness in her eyes. The outline of his figure caused her stomach to turn as he slowly bent down for her lips. She noticed his hesitation as he slowly stopped before them. She felt a hint of excitement as they simply brushed her full anticipating lips. She stepped closer into him, their bodies touching together. The heat of their passion from a simple brush made the tree's themselves quiver. As he pulled her face to his, their lips finally touched, causing a sensation more powerful than anything ever described.
A few moments later he pulled away gently, the air gone from his soul. She breathed heavily and glanced up at his dark outline. He smiled down on her and kissed her forehead gently, placing his against hers. The rain fell down upon
Attention Seeker"Attention seeker."Attention Seeker9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I slide the knife across my tongue
The poison resting in my lungs
Fighting till the war's been won
But you're right, this is all done for fun.
The rope around my neck as I pull it tight
The struggles I face as I die to fight
And slowly, I fade off into a dark night...
Goodbye, smiles, goodbye, light...
Dying, breaking, losing sight
Of all that's proper, all that's bright
With all my strength and all my might..
I mean, I do this for attention.. right?
100 Theme Challenge - Writing1] Beginnings100 Theme Challenge - Writing5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
beside me.I wish you were laying here beside me. . .beside me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here to feel your warmth, here to give that soft comforting touch that only you can calm me with.
To hear your gentle heart beat from under your soft skin, I couldn't think of anything more soothing.
I want to get captured by your bright loving eyes and get lost in the thought of this moment lasting forever.
As I crave you to be so close, I lay here alone.
On a bed that feels too big, under sheets that seem so cold, heated by nothing more than a shell of a lovesick boy wanting to reconnect all the pieces of our devided hearts.
I wonder if you think of me too.
If you miss me.
If you want me there with you.
Past the tall wicked trees and dark sidewalks,
through the veins of busy roads and under the dull amber street lights.
You're laying in bed sleeping soundly, peacefuly.
I think of you.
I Miss you.
I Want you here.
Though I'll be with you soon.
My eyes are getting heavy and my body is loosening.
Drifting into a sleep