did you ever feel?Did you ever feel that if you told anyone,did you ever feel?2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
anyone at all,
about what was going on in your head,
or in you heart,
that they would completely,
crush under the pressure?
Did you ever feel that you are unloved,
Did you ever feel dead to your heart,
to all those around you,
to the world?
Ddi you ever feel like crying,
but knew that you couldn't,
because if you broke down,
it would only hurt those you cared about?
Did you ever feel that death was the only option,
but then realized that,
it wouldn't do anyone any good,
much less you?
Did you ever wonder why you are on this earth,
if all it wants to cause you is pain?
Did you ever feel that if you told anyone,
anyone at all,
about what was going on in your head,
or in you heart,
that they would completely,
crush under the pressure?
For the Redhead GirlsFor the Redhead GirlsFor the Redhead Girls7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To all the redhead girls
With those pouty lips
Those caring eyes
That gently laugh
That fiery personality
Let me just take a moment to say
Thanks for making life a little more interesting
Thanks for pushing the boundaries of society
Thanks for not being blonde
Red like fire
Red like heart
Red like cherries
Red like love
So this is for all the redhead girls
So smile and laugh with glee
Because redheads mean the most to me
my heart ran away.I never had a broken heart,my heart ran away.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You were just blind.
(Don't lie to yourself, baby doll
your heart was always beautiful.)
Love may lay on your fingertips,
but my heart was always with you.
In these moments ''I love you''
is no longer enough.
(You make my heart fill with poison
whenever I saw scars on your wrist
since you said ''Scars are the new beautiful''
But you were just cheating death.
Broken hearts don't beat,
you were just blind.)
(You own my heart,
at least for the most part.)
PerfectThe first time he looked into those deep brown eyes, he was rooted to the spot. He was perfect. Everything about him. His nose, his mouth, the perfect little cupid's bow upper lip. Everything. He didn't want to stop looking at him. Couldn't stop looking at him. Beautiful, gorgeous, any number of words to describe him wouldn't have even come close.Perfect4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Herr Goi, sir are you alright?" A man's voice asked him as he managed to tear his eyes away from that perfection in front of him
"Hmm? Oh...Ja, Ja I'm fine. Danke." He smiled, feeling the hand slip into his and he squeezed it, holding his other one out momentarily before withrawling it again, gripping the smaller hand tightly. He could see an entire future with him, first dinners, going to games together, first dates, moving in, engagement, wedding, smiles, tears, laughter. He saw it all playing out before him as he couldn't take his eyes off this being, this... HIS perfection. He was awe-inspiring and now tears were falling down his cheeks.
all it took was herYou feel her curl up into you.all it took was her3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She is beautiful to you. Even more than the models and the popular girls at school. She's been the prettiest thing to you for years. Her brown short cut hair, barely reaching her shoulders. Her brown eyes seemed like nobody else's to you. Her body seemed curved and just right sense you first met her.
You wrap your arm around her, pulling her slightly more into you.
She fits perfectly into you. An emotional pain shoots through your heart, and your eyebrow creases with that same pain. Her body fits so perfectly with yours, and yet you can't have her. Her heart has been stolen by another gender.
You lightly nuzzle her head with yours.
She makes a sight moaning sound her her sleep. You can't tell if she's afraid of something in her dreams, or if her body likes the feeling, unknowing it to be you. She looks so peaceful in her sleep, so happy. Her dream must be happy. If only it was about you.
You smile at her.
She smiles in her sleep, and your heart stings, kn
From Your LovelyYou walk around the school. Clunking your heals with each step.From Your Lovely3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The week had been too long for you. Too much homework, too much stress, just too much everything.
You swing your backpack off your right shoulder and sit down next to it against the wall. You curl your legs up to your chest, and lay your chin on them.
A teacher walks by, your math teacher. She ignored you, like everyone else seems to.
You feel that empty feeling of being invisible to the world. Nothing but a ghost in everyone else's lives.
You spread your knees a little and let your head fall. Now, you are staring at the ground.
You hate how no one seems to see you. You despise all the people who never seem to notice how unhappy you are.
Nobody wants to talk to a nobody. Nobody wants to reach out a hand to you, to try and help you out.
To keep the tears away, you stand up. Picking up your backpack, and slinging it over your shoulder again.
You start to walk again. School ended over 20 minutes ago and most people had left.
CatherinaShe had chocolate curlsCatherina2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That skimmed her waist;
And alabaster skin,
Paper soft and worn thin,
Like all the books,
She lost herself in.
She liked to wander,
Through quaint book shops,
Breathing in the musty scent.
Sipping cinnamon lattes,
She'd sit surrounded by worn leather
Hard backs and sepia tone pages.
Wearing her little tea dresses;
With the high lace collars,
But no makeup,
She'd fawn over the classics,
Faulkner, Brontë, Dickens
Austen and Tolstoy,
She'd sigh, and lose
Herself to another world.
They all peeked out of her
Over sized hold all;
That contained her entire world.
She quoted William Blake,
Valued etiquette, good manners,
And status above anything else,
She lived somewhere,
Where class and good
Taste ruled all,
She was paper soft,
And worn thin,
Lost in a world,
LoveI love her strong hands and silken skin,Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that always smell of summer.
I love her gentle eyes and soft lips
I love her hesitation.
I love her compassion.
I love her odds and ends,
her oddities and strange habits.
I love the way she can inhabit me, control me, and set me free in a manner of seconds.
I love her heart, her innocence, her naivety.
I love how she can carelessly throw her entire being into love,
and be totally consumed by it.
I love that when I feel as though I am about to tumble of a cliff,
into the darkness of despair,
she is the only one,
the only thing,
that keeps me from falling.
I love the way she breathes, calmly, deeply.
I love her, with my entire being.
I am consumed,
she is love itself.
You're My Heroin...All the kindled kissesYou're My Heroin...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All the heartfelt hugs
All my treasured time
Spent on you, my darling drug
For you, I fell in love
For me, you played my heart
For us, we stayed together
For me, we drift apart
I ignored all of the rumors
I ignored all of the lies
I ignored all of the truths
I ignored all the goodbyes
For you, I was bewildered
For me, I was your pawn
For us, we bathed in deception
For me, we're long foregone
All the killer kisses
All the hateful hugs
All my tainted time
Spent on you, my damning drug
I Never Loved You.I never loved you.I Never Loved You.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just loved the way they looked at you with their hungry eyes constantly, like cats watching mice inside a glass tank,
unable to touch but so close that they weren't afraid to dream.
I loved the way that out of all of those eyes, mine were the only ones who saw the small good that was ever in you,
like spying a rare beast's birth before it turns into a flesh-eating monster.
I loved trying to tame you, the sick pleasure of it all, the adrenaline rush of knowing that you were too far along to be saved,
if you were ever really human in the first place.
I never loved you.
Not even at all.
I just loved the idea of someone,
not letting me
I loved the idea of me being
(after all this time)
Jack Before The Frost1765Jack Before The Frost1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few miles outside of Burgess, Pennsylvania
His shoulder shook.
He tried to keep his breathing even. Maybe she'd think he was still asleep.
"Jackson, wake up." His shoulder shook harder. "Wake up. I thought I saw something." His little sister's voice fell into an awed whispering. "I think it might have been Santa Claus."
"Pippa," Jack groaned, and rolled over, brushing his brown hair out of his eyes. "It was probably just a deer. Go back to sleep."
"But, Jackson," she whispered. "Christmas is in the morning. It could've been him. It really could've."
"Mother's going to scold you for being awake this late," Jack warned her. "Go back to sleep. Santa Claus went to our house. We're almost home; you'll get your presents in the morning."
He saw Pippa smile in the dark as she curled up next to him. "Goodnight, Jack."
"Goodnight." He closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take him again.
When he woke, it was cold. It was still dark outside their
Harvest MoonYou remind me of the harvest moonHarvest Moon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tugging the shore from beneath my feet, of
rowing out to sea in winter with empty nets
till spring, of catching every breath
in crystals on the same forgotten docks,
Where gravity knots my tendons into rope,
my teeth into chalk and ash, and my eyes
into searchlights scanning the horizon
for the first ship that leads to you.
Love Poems Have Gotten StaleToo many love poems exist in this worldLove Poems Have Gotten Stale4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That say exactly the same things.
But how else to say "I love you"?
"I love you", a simple phrase indeed,
Yet it holds so much sway in life.
So much power in those two pronouns and a verb.
And yes, love is a form of power;
And yes, it can be used for good or bad;
But yes, it depends on the person.
Who am I to say that I've never abused love?
Indeed I'd be lieing if I admitted no pleasure,
But all who've been entangled by the web of love are no different.
It's common, this "mistreatment", but mistitled it is.
It's not abuse, it's showing who we really are.
To refuse the hedonistic, is to refuse the title "human".
And lo, is it not in the pursuit of betterment?
Like a dog who's been ignored for a time,
No better is the time when his instincts are fufilled.
But to return to subject, we ignore this.
We make love complex and intricate where it needs not be;
Metaphors and similies wrapped in enigma and mysteries.
Sometimes we miss the idea that "I love
between heaven and hell prelougebetween heaven and hell5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fine. Here, take your reward." The Devil snapped his fingers. The girl that stood before him held herself up proudly. Then pain exploded throughout her back. She winced and clenched her fists, still holding herself up. Her black hair fell into her face as the pain spread through her body, causing her to curl up. The Devil grinned then smirked to see her reaction. The pain faded like hot wax running off her and she could feel power flow through her in its place. Snapping her head up, her storm gray eyes fell upon the Devil standing before her. She stood, never taking her eyes off him, as more power flowed though her. She grinned at him and opened her newly spouted wings. She folded
Save Our SoulsBlowing embers from passions yearned,Save Our Souls3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I draw fire from your lips.
And as I near, your flames relax;
Be careful darling, you'll sink ships.
But it's too late 'cause we've set sail,
A crash course is our intent;
Better call ahead for rescue,
We're about to begin descent.
Oceans meet when we collide,
Sinking hearts that shame Titanic,
You're the Iceburg to my Liner,
My insides start to panic.
And as my lifeboats float away,
They're followed suit by my defenses.
You have a way of breaking walls,
And numbing all my senses.
Unlike Leo, my luck's not bad,
I know my way through water;
A trick I've learned for breaking ice,
Is to start off when it's hotter.
I leave impressions on half-scorched lips,
No cold remains within;
I warned you darling: When you play with fire,
The danger's below the skin.
Eyes of an Angel - Part 1 of 2Eyes of an Angel (Part one of two.)Eyes of an Angel - Part 1 of 27 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Now, Ellena, what did your grandmother tell you about playing in the swamp?" The voice that asked the question was soft and far from scolding. Every word that the young woman spoke seemed to be wrapped in love and tied with a smile. For some, such a caring tone would be reserved for only those dearest to them, but for Jessica it just came naturally. For her, every being - human or animal, living or dead - was precious.
That didn't make the child who sat before her any less nervous, the petite girl biting her lip and hanging her head forward so that her chestnut bangs partially hid her face. Far shorter than Jessica's own locks, they were also quite a bit darker and did an admirable job of casting the girl's face into sullen shadow. "She... she saids ta always make sure ta wash my hands afore I ate, 'cause I could get disee... dizel... I could get sick." Sp
schitzophreniaIn my head the pain is realschitzophrenia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voices whisper and mumble
Their words are unintelligable
My brain is throbbing it hurts so bad
I can feel them, their hands on my arms
They make my flesh crawl
My breath hitch, my hair stand on end
I feel like I'm drowning, yet there's no water
My mind is swarming, I hear them
Yet no words I can make out
I'm chocking on the darkness
Wrapping itself around my throat
Strangling me in the night
The medication is supposed to help
But it just numbs my whole person
I can't feel, can't think
I'm a machine, a puppet
For me I have a choice, a painful one
Feel fear and pain
Or nothing at all
Hear my thoughts and the mumblings of voices not my own
Or hear nothing, think nothing
I'm trapped in the darkness
Lost in a sea of dispair
Alone in an ocean of ghosts
Will there ever be a cure?
RedheadRedhead I've loved you for what feels like a decade.Redhead6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They liked to burn your kind.
Redhead is charming, witty, and sexy.
Your skin drips like hot wax.
Redhead is a drunk, a bitch, and living in the fast lane.
Redhead, for years I've pulled the bag over my head
naive to your monster.
Redhead, the bag has torn and now I can see how fucked up you are.
Your fathers eyes look down at you from heaven.
Redhead, I see right through you.
Dont disappoint him; the world could use someone like you.
Redhead, your crooked smile is contagious.
I need someone like you.
Redhead, Ive pulled your head out of the toilet a dozen times.
Stop killing yourself.
RealizationI am a ghost.Realization3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fading in, fading out of lives
This wind is bitter and unforgiving
Like a shark.
I simply float
Like a crisp autumn leaf.
I soar along.
Yes, you fear me.
I would know.
Why shouldn't you? I'm cold; I'm dead.
But I'm not a menace!
A monster, yes
But not a menace.
You can trust me! I promise!
What could I possibly do to you?
I won't hurt you.
I can't hurt you.
I can't even touch you;
I can't feel your skin.
I can't feel anyone's skin.
I'm dead; I'm cold
No warm flesh, no hugs and kisses
I can't feel those.
I can't feel.
I'm cold; I'm dead now.
No more holding hands, no more brushing faces
Fiery heat from across the living room
Is inviting in this terrible weather.
But this room is a ravine
And this is only a dream.
Well, not only a dream;
Rather, completely and entirely
Within a reality of absurd proportions.
And yet, and yet, and yet,
It is still reality.
And that, that nightmare, I can feel.
MirrorMirror3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You deserve more than this you know."
"I've seen that look a million times. It isn't hard to tell what you're feeling."
"Oh really, what am I feeling then?"
"Worthless. Like you don't deserve anything that's been given to you."
"...You don't know anything about me. Just go away."
"I know you deserve a second chance."
"And how exactly do you know that?! You don't know me or what I've been through!"
"You can tell me."
"I don't even know your name."
"So I don't want to talk about it! I... I just want to get out of here."
"No one deserves to suffer."
"And everyone deserves love."
"You're beautiful you know."
"Has no one ever told you that?"
"Well someone should have. They'd have to be blind not to see it."
"Everyone deserves a second chance."
"But you don't even know my story..."
"I don't need to."
"I could have done something terrible."
"Do you regret it?"
"Have you made amends?"
BeachI see only blueBeach3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In light and dark, as restless
Ocean meets still sky.
The WolfLook deep inside the eyes of the wolf:The Wolf9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You will see the stars and the heavens,
the hunt and the kill,
the beginning and the end,
the past and the future,
the captive and the wild,
your soul and your fate.
Yuri PoemIt is not strangeYuri Poem5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is not sick
It is love
If I'm a girl
and she's a girl?
The kiss is soft
But full of love
It is not sin
It is love
How we feel
It is not just
We feel for each other
not just an experiment
Female love is there
And you can't stop it
It's the truth
So get over it
Yuri is out there
As do I
and every other being
of this world