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Letter To John Day 1Dear John,Letter To John Day 12 years ago in Letters More Like This
I miss you so much. I never got to say "bye" cause I couldn't call you. I can't beleive you are gone for 5 days! It is an eternity in my eyes. I haven't held you for four days anyway, and now you are gone for another five. Oh lord I am going to go INSANE from wanting to at least hold your hand. Please be safe at camp. They are going to push you until you can't be pushed anymore, and then they are going to keep pushing. I hope you have your inhaler. Don't get hurt too much. And try to have fun, ok?
Dad is smoking again. Even after his stint in the hospital in February cause of 95% blockage in his heart. He was in the hospit
something like lovemy humming bird, my little dove, hell sent from above, someones baby girl, someones sister, i should've known not to kiss her, cause thats when i start to bare my teeth, my canines thirsty, just like a leech, you're just shark bait kid,something like love2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
golden copper for an electric heartbeat.
pretty close to a bad idea
i'll tear you to pieces ill tear you apart, i'll leave you years before you've stolen my heart, you're the worst thief ive ever known, jeez girl, can't you just be happy with what you already own? i'd say i was the one who led you astray, but then we'd be afloat in an ashtray, cinders of a family we'd both left behind
i heard the blinds bl
random love poemThe Beauty in his eyes.random love poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Flawless smile.
The Grace in his body.
He takes my breath away.
He steals my heart.
He see's into my soul.
He is perfect, and perfect
For me.
He doesn't see Fat.
He doesn't see Ugly.
He doesn't see Stupid.
He see's
Me.
BeautifulThe passion in your eyesBeautiful2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The urgency in your voice
The anger of your love
All for her
Every breath you take
Every tear in your eyes
For her
You tell me
That we'd be happy
You tell me
That you like me
You tell me
Without words
I'd love to believe
I'd love to pretend
I'd love to be yours
But you're hers
It doesn't matter what you say
Words are not real
What you do
Is truth
She's unloyally yours
You're unloyally hers
Here I stand
Empty
Alone
Here I cry
Silently
Screaming
Here I'll be
loyal to Solitude
Hurt.You said I hurt you.Hurt.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You said that I left you in the dust.
You said I broke your heart.
You said I betrayed you.
No.
The truth is,
You hurt ME.
You left ME in the dust.
You broke MY heart.
And by staying with you I would only be betraying myself.
Sleeping In HopeI sleep in hope of dreams thatSleeping In Hope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
grow and spread
You used to be my muse
and now you're dead
I sleep in hope to get away
from my world so black
For without you in my life
I don't want to go back
It's okay to fallI awoke with a start but gave no sign of it. Something or someone was in my room. Silently I reached, slipping my hand carefully under my pillow.It's okay to fall2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't bother," said a voice startlingly close, "I already took your knife." Light sparked and a lamp slowly flared to life.
A woman was sitting in a chair at my writing desk not too far from where I slept. I looked at her, trying to figure out how she got into my rooms with out me noticing. I shifted around trying to make it look like I was getting more comfortable when I was really reaching for the second knife which I kept tucked into the side of my bed between the mattress and the boards.
"I
The EyeWhy oh whyThe Eye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Did the poor man cry,
"My eye, you see!
My eye! My eye!
A-once upon a dreary day,
A little like today, I say,
It started talking,
And my eye did say:
'Oh woe is me,
Just to be
Stuck within a
Human being.'
Then I started to cry
Because my eye
Had said such things
And then good-bye."
So now, you see,
Do you believe
That an eye can talk
And walk and breathe?
Because if you do
Not believe it true
I will find my eye
And have him come after you.
Return to this gardenA week-end in RomeReturn to this garden3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Return to this garden
Under the autumn sun
Take your hand
Happiness Happiness.Happiness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How do I describe it?
The breeze of a warm fall day.
Fresh baked chocolate chip cookies.
A mothers' hug.
An amazing book.
The first boy.
The first hug.
The first kiss.....
Can't stop smiling!
A red ro
Don't Be That For MeYou will not be my Romeo, reckless and love-dazed. You will not give your life up, die for me or take anything away because of me.Don't Be That For Me3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You will not be my Heathcliff with your brooding ways and dark secrets. I never want to have any hate in a relationship with you and I'd rather die, than see you with another out of jealousy.
You will not be my Edward because I will not let you control. I will not let you consume or vice versa. I will not be a poker chip to be bargained over or the cause of anything thoughtless and deadly.
You will not be my Lancelot, no matter how fragile you think me to be. I'm not a damsel in distress to be fought over; I c
IllusionsIllusions3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was rising as I sat in the windowsill nipping my wine. I sighed as I swung the glass in my hand and stared at the sky. The light of the rising sun was making the clouds glimmer in different colors, from pink to orange, some were even almost red.
A single tear dropped from my right eye, making it's way across my cheek. I didn't dare to stop it. "Pure crystals," your words echoed in my head, "do not ever throw 'em away. They are so precious – your feelings."
A raindrop met the glass in front of me, and slowly, almost carefully others followed. In between the sad thoughts in my head I smiled a little. "So you agree with me?," I as
willing to get wet?The lust for beauty is engraved into my heart, I guess you could say I'm addicted. I give my self the title " artist " without justification, simply because the longing to create and shape something divine is lodged deep in my brain, and I cannot get it out. It is who I am, and always will be. Whether I finally settle on painting, drawing, photography, media make up or any other form of media I have yet to discover. To look at my sketchbook, you are given an insight into my insanity. to see a painting you are viewing beauty that I wish I had. To behold my humble photography is to see the world around me through my eyes. And whilst reading liwilling to get wet?3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
AccommodationMere bricks and mortarAccommodation3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Do not make a happy home
That requires people
ReincarnationPrologueReincarnation3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My name is Stanly Warfield. I am a typical, ordinary high school teenager, with one exception: I'm telepathic. Now you're probably thinking I'm some kind of mind reader, but I'm not. All being telepathic means is that you can manipulate things with your mind. There are many different kinds of telepathy, like Pyrokinesis, but mine is Magnokinesis aka the ability to control metal through magnetic fields. I have found that despite as awesome as it sounds, I have had a hard time controlling it. That was, until I met a man named "The Professor." Ever since then, I have been attending a new school for people who are just like me, and
Summer, and YouSummer is upon us,Summer, and You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sweltering days fading into
Sultry nights.
The ebony sky is winking,
Suspiring hope.
For now I am carefree,
Soul running rampant with the wind.
And my heart,
Which tells me dreams do not lie,
Is consumed with you.
These endless summer nights
Keep me busy, chasing stars and
Fireflies.
I get lost in thoughts of eyes--
Yours, the softest sapphire blue.
For now I have my dreams
Which are constantly set on your
Sweet smile,
And I can't help but smile,
Because of summer
And you.
The Meaning of SummerI remember that summer to be the sweetest, with the sun beating down on us through thick, grey clouds. The time that wasn't spent brooding over the habit of drizzling rain in Ireland was passed at the beach, or the park, where the light breeze put our minds at ease, allowing us to forget of the school days we had only just left behind; the school days that were approaching far too soon.The Meaning of Summer2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I spent hours with my feet dipped into the freezing-cold ocean, shaking my head vigorously at my friends, who urged me to jump into the ocean and swim. If it was any other summer I would have joined them in a heartbeat.
But it wasn't.
It was the summer when
Waltz on the Wild SideThey stole the roomWaltz on the Wild Side2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
holding every glance
in captivation,
jaw dropping gasps
at such daring they displayed
in utter disregard
for social decorum.
Bodies nearly touching
almost upon air they seemed
to float with eyes entranced
in locked gaze,
unaware of whispers
behind their backs,
women nearly fainting.
Sweetly to the melody
in fluidity they moved
with such unmitigated grace,
possessing the very name of elegance
while turning heads
in a wave of shock
in such open displays
of passionate abandon.
Turning the world
upon its head as they glided
past the sea of disapproving faces,
embracing their rebellion
as they
CollisionHave you ever looked into nothingCollision2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and found what drove you apart,
listened so hard to your head
and getting interference from your heart?
Misdirection pulsing through my actions,
I take another leap
and land on the other side.
A star lit my way...
Your bright light
will save my life,
your energy is giving me
the strength to fight.
Have you ever looked out at nothing,
and found her in your heart?
Your bright light will save my ife,
your heat is my strength to stand.
This bright light will
illuminate my nights,
and our hearts will collide.
Coffee in the Rain Rain poured down the darkened streets of New York as a young man in his early twenties dragged his feet along the wet pavement. Wet, dripping hair was plastered across his forehead as he made his way down the dimly lit street. Dark bags hung from tired eyes, his skin pale and chilled with goose bumps, dressed in nothing but a sopping wet t-shirt and an old pair of jeans. An empty bottle of beer was grasped lightly in his hands.Coffee in the Rain2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Nothing could describe the shit that this man had gone through earlier that day. One, his car had been towed during the previous night. Two, he had lost his wallet on the subway. Three, he had gotten off on the wrong
The StrangerThe StrangerThe Stranger2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Evelyn Ortiz
It's snowing today, the sky's gray and it's getting dark. The street lights should be turning on soon. This presence, I can feel it again, the feeling of being watched. It's been twenty minutes already and I can't shake him. He's always behind me no matter which street corner I turn or how many roads I cut across. I know someone's there. I can feel them staring, watching my every move. I've been able to distract myself till now. Calling people or stopping at convenience stores on my way home but it's quiet now. I'm almost to the house. All I have to do is get past the door and lock it. All I have to do is stay c
Day 16- Pure SilenceI'm keeping my lips sealedDay 16- Pure Silence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just for today
I'm sick of all the laughter
I'm sick of all these jokes...
They think it's really funny
Day in and day out...
Attempts everyday
To end a precious life
All because of you
And the stupid mocks...
Shoot me
Let me die...
Wither in pain...
Just let this end!
So today I stand up for you
I don't want you dead
All because you're gay
You don't have to change...
Don't let their foolish words
Kill you inside out...
So today I stand up for you
On this day of silence
To Feed On Plastic BottlesWith skin-burned earthTo Feed On Plastic Bottles2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And hungry eyes,
They outstretch their hands
And ask
For plastic bottles—
A little money?—
So they can live
On their dusted grounds
For another day.
Indescribable MemoriesLaughterIndescribable Memories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was unfamiliar to it then
But somehow he brought it back in my life
He made me laugh uncontrollably
Smile endlessly
He brought joy to me
He gave me happiness
He made me not remember
And I loved him for it
Adoration
He had it for me
And I had it for him
There was no me
There was no him
There was only us
We
It was an unfamiliar feeling at the time
It was indescribable
Unlike anything else
It was beautiful
Much like him
Sta.sh
