Perfect StrangersWe met in the bathroom or so I thought.
The moment I saw him in the girls' bathroom, I could tell he had guilt imprinted in every pore of his beautifully textured face.
However, he had not expected me to walk past him without asking why he was there. Instead, I went along doing what I first went to the bathroom to do.
After giving my bladder a break coming out of the stall, he was gone.
I strolled comfortably to the sink. I was about to open the faucet when a faint chemical smell shot up my nostrils.
When I woke up, I was wearing nothing but my baby blue bra and matching panties. My appendages were tied together; hands around my back, legs pulled straight I was unable to feel anything but pain from the rough ropes that kept me stiff. I fainted again.
- - - - -
"Wake up, please, wake up already! There's no time!"
My ears stung as something pulled gently on my hair. I felt like barfing so I opened my eyes.
A familiar face leaned into my sight. Slowly, I lifted my head for a
-You Don't Know Her-You hear the bell ring, gather your things and push into the crowded halls on your way to fourth period. You pause to say hey to a guy on your football team: you exchange high-fives and good-luck's for today's after-school game before saying goodbye and continuing on. Several yards off, she's standing in the doorway of her class: you don't see her. You almost never do, and sometimes she prefers it this way. You don't know that she's loved you since freshmen year. How could you? You've only spoken to her once, and she had been blushing furiously the entire time, glancing at her friends, afraid to be her usual loud, friendly self because your handsome face made her melt.-You Don't Know Her-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She wants to catch your eye, just for a moment. She peers through the throng of students, curiosity and longing lilting upon her heart-shaped countenance. She watches as you brush your golden-brown hair from your face, roll up the sle
The BoyYou hear a knock, it's at your door,The Boy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where you find a boy you've never met before
A solemn child with skin so pale,
Bowl-cut hair and a body frail,
With hungry eyes he watches you,
You and all those things you do.
He sees the way you put them down,
He's not amused, he gives a frown,
He is judgmental but he is fair,
But his judging eyes turn white your hair
And pale your face like his played letter,
But perhaps your fear is a state much better.
Yeah, perhaps your fear is a state much better...
He is a stranger tried and true,
He makes his way inside of you,
He's in your head and in your dreams,
Though he makes no sound, you hear his screams.
He's telling you to wake up from bliss,
That you won't find your peace in this,
Then as you awake and rub your eyes
Hoping perhaps he would not reprise,
Your heart it sinks as you realize
He has not moved, but now he cries,
He's shedding tears for what it is he's seeing,
Just the sad excuse you are for a human being.
Yeah, just the sad excuse you ar
Break MeI said you won't get inside me,Break Me4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You have a better chance of seeing Jesus in his underwear,
I said you're not gonna take me,
Cause do I really look like someone who cares?
I said you should leave now,
Cause there nothing left that you haven't already said,
I said you should go now,
Cause you'll never get a look inside my head
I said what don't you understand?
Why would you want to put your heart on the line?
I said I'm not your kind of man,
The loving, sensitivity kind
And you said that you'll be right here,
Cause someday I'm gonna see the light,
Claimed that you'll wait right there,
When I finally give up the fight,
You said you'll wait an eternity,
For my crippled heart to atone,
Do you really think you'll
I'm another heart made of stone.
I said that it won't happen,
You can wait around till you're old and grey,
I said it will never happen,
You're just wasting all of these days,
I said you should give up,
I'm not worth all this trouble you're going through,
I said why won't y
Her PerfumeShe bites my lip, bites her ownHer Perfume4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and there's something glorious about her
and the careless, controlled caress of her palms
I kiss the freckles, paled by maturity
beneath her autumn-eyes
and she smiles, oh God, she smiles.
I inhale the heady scent of her throat,
cigarettes and spice and that perfumed mist
she keeps in a vial of absynthe-green
beside the bed.
I wish my skin would melt
so that I could crawl into hers
and feel her pulse more clearly against my soul
I wonder how to explain this to her,
this dark-bright drowning in flames
like rough velvet
but I've lost my reason long ago
Instead, I stutter an incoherancy and she
she smiles, oh God, she smiles.
I knew she'd understand.
My AngelShe looked up at me with those soulful, bottomless brown eyes; tears welling in the corners. At that moment, all I knew was that I should hold her, clutch her to my chest and never let go, stand there in the hallway, with my arms wrapped around her. I should have. I longed to run my fingers through her raven's hair, to caress her face, to kiss those beautiful plum lips. She had always been there, the spotlight on the stage of my life. Why hadn't I noticed her before? Of course, I had noticed her...but not like this. She had the kind of beauty that grew on you after a while. The kind of beauty that way subtle, but yet, made all the difference in the world. SHE made all the difference in the world. The world: My world. She was my world. As these thoughts ran through my mind, slowly, as if scared of me, as if I had hurt her, she turned away, hiding her tear streaked face from my view. She turned and walked away, fading into the black abyss of the mortal world.My Angel4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"She moves like an angel", I
Favorite"You're my favorite," he whispered in her ear. She giggled and turned around, meeting his eyes.Favorite4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Your favorite what?" She asked, smiling. She pushed her tired thoughts aside and concentrated on finding out the answer. After nearly 5 years, she still couldn't help but feel almost giddy when he complimented her. She'd never admit it, of course, but she did.
He smiled and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, barely touching the soft skin gently with his lips. "My favorite, that's what."
His breath caused the hair on her skin to stand up on end and she shivered, giggling slightly again. "Your favorite? That's... Well, that's an awful lot to be, you know.." she nodded. "You sure there isn't someone else who could fill that position?"
He smiled and kissed her nose softly. "Positive."
Straightjacket RomanceShe was arrogant, pretentious, viciousStraightjacket Romance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blind with the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen
Deaf with a voice like jingle bells
On a fat man's sleigh
She wrote. She sung out stories
Little bits of heaven on butcher paper
Crayon doodles on a dirty wall
Little symphonies carved into the legs of her bed
Scattered star shaped scars on her neck
Touch like silk
Lips like poison
Little viper smiles in her mirror in the morning-
Hello there nice to see you're still just as stupid today
And she laughs.
the day her muse diedshe stares at the page andthe day her muse died4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wills herself to write
that comes to mind.
it seems like so long ago
she never had enough time
to write what was on her mind.
the words spun like webs around
and around in head.
until she felt like she couldn't breathe.
the one she meant to purge
with every final line
was dug in D E E P.
swearing each time
she wonders if she were strong
then after this long
she might have given up on him.
if he wasn't entrenched
then she might find time to sleep.
for a few peaceful moments
where she is truly A L O N E.
she stares at the page
and manages to write a line
that doesn't make her want to cry
and she wonders how it got to this:
is she so lost she has to
look up words that rhyme?
when once upon a time
it had been so much easier.
she gives up on the fleeting poem
lets it go like a fading dream.
that she had
Because I Love YouYou can't ignore me.Because I Love You4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, let's see here - check, check, check. That's about it, I think." I smiled and turned to her. She was studying the paper, her eyes intent on the print. I took the opportunity to let myself stare for a moment. Then she looked up. I looked away.
"Yeah, you're right. I think we're done for today. Want to meet up again tomorrow? There are a few things I'd like to go over tonight, if I can." Her eyes were bright. I could feel my face growing hot, so I smiled at her and quickly agreed.
"Sounds good. Same time and place?" I asked. She nodded. I left.
I let out a heavy sigh out in the hallway. Tomorrow, huh?
You can't do it, so stop trying.
"Anything come to mind?" I asked her, taking my seat. She smiled at me warmly.
"Oh, hey," she greeted me. "You scared me there." My face flushed, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Yeah, I did come up with a few things here and there. Mind if I run it by you?" Her eyes were still intent on me. I nodded.
Remember?Hey there.Remember?4 years ago in Letters More Like This
I was the girl you used to stay awake talking to through the whole night. I was the girl you used to hold hands with when you were scared out of your mind while watching Final Destination 3 even though you were 16 years old and I was only 14. You were full 2 years older than me, but you were such a wuss. I was practically the boy in our friendship.
Remember when we used to share everything with each other? You admitted to being scared of spiders and the dark and I told you I hated worms and they creeped me out. I still remember you laughing at me until I had brought out that fake spider from my drawer. Ha-ha. Who was laughing then?
Do you recall of the time you held me as I cried into your chest after fallout with my best friend? You were rubbing my back and whispering real sweet words into my ears. It made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. Actually, no, how you comforted me didn't. It was all you. You made me feel loved and wanted.
The Truth Hurts, Doesn't It?Everyone has a secret.The Truth Hurts, Doesn't It?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its the razor blade under their pillow.
The end of a toothbrush covered in bile,
Even a loaded gun stashed in your closet that was somehow 'misplaced'.
Its only the name of a crush scribbled over and over on a crumpled piece of paper,
The quiet whispers of where you snuck out to last night.
How you really passed that test.
Its the innocent sayings that hurt the most,
Pent up emotion that cuts the deepest
Your kin by blood that deal the killing blows.
Yet you continue to let them close enough to see the pain in your eyes,
Under the false hopes that instead of pushing you away,
They would accept you for what you are.
A monster of your own creation.
Don't try to change a creature of habit,
Never trust the wind to break your fall,
Promise you won't hide from something that is truly blind to reality.
Each person shouldn't have to change their ways
In order to be accepted by a society
Which stores their own s
To Cross That Line"Well, let's see here - check, check, check. That's about it, I think." I heard her say. I kept my eyes down on the paper, scanning the last few bullets, ideas forming in my head. There wasn't much left to do, even though the deadline was so far away. I looked up to face her and saw her eyes dart away quickly. She was a little weird, but still really great.To Cross That Line4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yeah, you're right. I think we're done for today. Want to meet up again tomorrow? There are a few things I'd like to go over tonight, if I can." I loved spending this time with her, even if the work was boring. Her face always flushed a deep red and she would smile. It was, in it's own way, really adorable.
"Sounds good. Same time and place?" We both started packing our things and I nodded at her. She left quickly, leaving me by myself. Weird, indeed. I took the papers home and went over them, as promised.
"Anything come to mind?" I heard her voice suddenly and jumped a little. I turned around to see her setting her bag on the c
Make you cryI can hear your laughter ringing long into the night,Make you cry4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your smile haunts me everyday, radiating light
Nothing ever goes wrong and your futures looking bright,
I want to make you cry.
I've seen your naked body shimmering in sweat,
Seen you in the morning when you ain't had coffee yet,
Your make up on the pillow mixed with no regret,
I want to make you cry
Everything is perfect, the bacon's nice and crisp,
And nothing could improve on days that start like this,
Muscles sore and aching, it shows us we're alive
But there's something eating at me, something deep inside
I can see your bright eyes shining a million miles away,
Taste the Chapstick on your lips as we head out for the day,
And I can hear quite clearly every word you say,
But I want to make you cry
I still smell your perfume on me, lingering somewhere
Mingled with the soft scent left over from your hair,
It's killing me because I am so aware
I want to make you cry
We're coasting through the hours, and gliding through the days
The Teenage GirlI am the stereotypical teenage girlThe Teenage Girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I refuse to believe that
School will be a priority
I believe that
Is better than
"But for the sake of life...
Live for the parties"
Stop believing in yourself
I don't think you should
"Not wearing make up to school"
So I tell my parents
"Not obtaining the latest trend is okay"
Is a mortal sin, and
'I must have sex with guys'
"Studies are important at my age"
Is nonsense, and
Boys make the world go round
I'm normal and I like it that way
And it is foolish to think that
I am different.
And all these would make me the 'perfect, stereotypical girl' unless I chose to turn this mindset around.
Author's note: If you didn't get the message from the last line, you're suppose to read this from bottom to the top when you're done reading it the normal way.
What happened?One moment I'm sitting in my room writing poetry in my bed room,What happened?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The next I'm lying on the cold tile floor of my bathroom.
I don't know,
I can't think,
I can't focus,
I don't want to know.
All I can remember is the lyrics sung in the background of my bedroom,
I do want to remember how I got to the bathroom.
That made me move,
That broke me down,
That broke my walls,
That made me do it again.
I was fine hiding under my covers writing,
But things changed and so did my setting.
Things became a challenge,
Things got hard,
Things got scary,
Things became painful.
What happened to the peaceful girl spending personal time on herself,
She ended up covered with pain, crying her eyes out.
My thoughts took a turn for the worst,
My mind took me down a slippery slope,
My mind sent me to a place I have been to familiar with,
My thoughts took me away to a new world.
That life in my room is so far out of reach,
But the cold empty room is here
Once Believed in LoveShe burns pagesOnce Believed in Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel alive
And watch her words
Dance in the flames
She clings to his jacket
Each and every night
Since he left
Hoping to catch a whiff
Of the Old Spice scent
She loved so much
She spills her heart out
In poetry and tears
Wondering why she
Still wastes them on him
She wears a mask
Full of happiness
Secretly dying a bit more inside
Since the day he walked out
She once believed in love
But that was long ago
When silver lockets and pinky promises
Meant something more
Lost AgainSpeak...Lost Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spill my secrets.
Gave you my trust, my defenses down.
I told you things from deep inside,
Things no one but me knew.
Alas... you seized up and ran,
Leaving me exposed,
The pieces of myself floating on the breeze...
I watched you run,
Hiding in the darkest corner,
So you wouldn't see my tears...
Letters to RomeoI could be Juliet, and you my Romeo.Letters to Romeo5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We could be reckless, wrecked with passion
We could disobey, and misunderstand.
We could ignore the world, naïve teenagers in a world of complications.
We could play with fire, let it burn us occasionally.
We could swim in cantarella, and swallow it while we can.
We could be reborn, and do it all again.
You could be Romeo, and I your Juliet.
Maybe the Truth Isn't...If I could dream,Maybe the Truth Isn't...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
maybe I wouldn't be this broken.
Your warmth would keep me together.
Your smile would keep my heart beating.
But this isn't a dream
Nights are sleepless.
No matter how many sheets I wear,
I'm still ice cold.
No matter how much I smile,
I can't even hear the faintest thump.
All I know is darkness.
Is this how it's meant to be?
This dreadfully wonderful feeling.
This feeling we call love.
It was never easy,
nor will it ever be.
But with you,
I think it may just be possible.
It may just be a dream after all
Please tell me this is real.
Because the way you make my heart beat,
This has to be.
I can't stand for anymore broken dreams.
And This GirlAnd This GirlAnd This Girl5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even I am deluded
By the illusion
Wearing my clothes and smile.
She is so capable, so smart
Sometimes a little pretty.
Sure of herself, one of a kind
I am lulled
By the face that you regard
With your eyes,
By the visage
In the mirror
I am soothed
By the seamless pantomime
Choosing which of my heels to
Put on her feet
Taking her walk outside.
The larger, more dominant part
Of me is curled up in a bed
With the window shades shut
And the covers
Pulled over my head.
And this girl
Is fearful and shy
She is so angry, so hurt
This bed is her oasis
And her prison cell.
And this girl
Is ugly and knows it
Reproaches herself daily
Doesn’t see what you see
When looking through the glass
And she rages
And she wails.
And this girl
Is swaddled in truth
Head against a base board
Broadening her forehead
She knows that she is wrong.
And this girl
Is wracked with guilt, is vile
But you would never know it
From the way the other half
Wears her cl
TomorrowTomorrow I prepare to go out of your life.Tomorrow5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm looking deep into your bright and dark iris and I see the page of unfinished story. I wonder if tomorrow is a day, or just a conspiracy of the universe?
My smile it's so telluric and my heart catch roots in a tomorrow which is abandoned in the arms of eternity.
-I love you...
Unequal whispers, or just an old cliche in the footsteps of a tango dance, so famous that it never try to keep in mind it's name?
Echoing, pain and flowers.
Reality, or merely a phantom atypical of a time stuck in a color of forgetfulness?
Questions and devotion, silence and obsolescence.
-Tomorrow is your birthday...
Tomorrow is a day just like any other days!
Four seasons, game, shyness and much dust.
IdiotIt's going to hurt forever isn't it? I loved you. Did you know? Did you care? I watched from afar, and laughed with you. I smiled for everyone and looked in secret. You smiled with me, and did I imagine it? Did you really look back? I thought you did, but then I was in love.Idiot5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Were we friends. God I can't remember. I know every nuance of your look; I know how you flick your head back when you're annoyed. But I can't define what we had.
I'm a sick fuck huh? Falling head over heels for a girl that can't remember my name.
Fallen For YouI try to look away,Fallen For You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Try to stop myself from giving in.
But I just can't
You're a bit irresistible.
At times I wish I didn't feel this,
This urge to just talk to you.
To tell you how I feel,
To tell you that I can't stop thinking of you.
I don't know why,
But you calm me down.
You bring peace to my soul
You bring a smile to my face every day.
My heart won't stop beating.
When I hear your voice,
My stomach fills up with butterflies.
Why does this happen?
I just can't stop thinking about you
You're on my mind every day.
When I don't hear from you,
My worries are off the walls.
I need you.
I can't deny it
I think, I've simply fallen for you.
selfish beings we all areWould you walk past an open window,selfish beings we all are4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as a child's screams pearled out
a mans voice shouting loud- "I'll kill you!"
and just keep going.
Would you spot a dying man
convulsing on a street corner,
his heart breaking down on him
without so much as a glance.
would you read a suicide note,
and, knowing you could save them
that had had ten vital hours
simply thrown the chance away.
And if you saw him throwing her to the ground,
the absolute look of terror on her face
as her entire world crashes down, she's defenseless.
would you help? or walk away.
That child could be your baby.
that dying man, possibly your grandfather.
The suicide? Your best friend.
And the girl? Thats me.
How disgustingly inhumane, we are.
that we would take any of these chances
rather than risk "feeling awkward"
or a small argument.
Who cares about that persons misery!
when you can guilltessly walk away
with no consequence. I mean,
Its only going to cost them years of mental tumult.
And a whole tonne of pain.