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Am I Crazy?Am I Crazy?7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Was I crazy to think
That I could have
Every part of you?
Wishing to be in your arms
That'd your heart beat for me
And I'd be the one you'd lay your eyes on
Yes
I was always insane
Loosing my grip
Changing slowly everyday
Where has my sanity wandered off to?
Because
I know for a fact
I can't have you without it.
This lifetime search
For something so trivial
Has ruined it all for me
I have wasted the years
Shedding the tears
All because you never wanted me
I Hate That I Love YouI hate that you're my every thoughtI Hate That I Love You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I wake with you on my mind
And fall asleep
To images of your smile
I hate that I adore you so
With gorgeous eyes
And sweet lips
I long to taste
I hate the way you make me feel
Like I need you to survive
As if breathing without you
Is excruciating
I hate that I yearn for you
I hunger for your touch
Every moment
Of every day
I hate the way I love you
With every beat
Of my wretched heart
That loving you keeps me alive
Yet keeps me alone
The Bleeding RoseThe Bleeding Rose1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that on this day
That I'm not okay
I thought about you
And the pain just grew
Last year, oh I loved it
And oh how I loved you
The end of last year, and the start of a new
God I hate myself, I wish I could pull trough
I hope your happy
I hope you're in love
I hope you hate me
I hope you move on
But I'm stuck here
All alone and cold
Hating myself, so much fun
Loving you, that pain goes on
Last year I held you
In my arms
Nothing could be better
god my heart was warm
But this year
I'm sitting on the stairs
holding a single rose
And that rose is bleeding
That rose, the rose you took
you promised to keep it
and che
Carnevale2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Open WoundsOpen Wounds6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Open Wounds
life is but an open wound
always pouring
forever drowining us
never slowing
people are foolish
to think that they can stop us
but they cant
each one of us is filled with flaws
good and bad
we are different
yet the same
no one can truely see
what we see
they will never understand
the pain
the suffering
the anguish
there might be others like us
but we are alone
Introductions"Hi, I'm-"Introductions2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I know who you are."
"You do?"
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"Yeah?"
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
Love itI feel your hands in my hair.Love it6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel your breath on my neck.
I feel your body pressed so close to mine.
I feel your lips on my throat.
I feel your hands move to my back and your lips work their way up to mine.
I feel you and I love it.
I hear you say you love me.
I hear you whisper my name.
I hear you tell me I'm the only one for you.
I hear your breath in my ear.
I hear your soft snores as I fall asleep.
I hear you and I love it.
I see you as I run into your arms.
I see your face break through my world of darkness.
I see you fight away my fears.
I see you wipe away my tears.
I see you're in love with me.
I see you and I love
Troll paper2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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oubliettethe dark is more of a hand grenadeoubliette7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
than a lightning rod,
and my eyes are halfway shut,
but i'm almost certain that was a flicker
of l'appel du vide
and maybe that's not such a bad thing,
after all.
the antithesis of nubivagence
is just a step away,
and introspection makes the corners
that much darker,
but that's not the problem,
not really.
sciamachy in a puddle of ink;
my, how the circles widen.
Theme 108. NovelTheme 108. Novel1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Three Hundred Theme Challenge
#108. Novel
When she was alive, Sloth had loved books. No matter what the weather was like outside, she could always be found in her town's local library, sitting in a corner with piles of books surrounding her like the walls of a castle. Some people had felt it strange for a young girl to spend so much time in the library, but as she got older people stopped caring.
With such a deep love of books, it was only natural that she would start to want to write a novel of her own. Sloth would have loved to write a book just as wonderful as the fictions she had spent most of her life reading. However, fate did not s
Nighting Gale Origins Chapter3Nighting Gale Origins Chapter31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Authors note: rape is mentioned in the first sentence just letting you know
"She should be waking up soon, she has had surgery on her upper body, and a rape kit done which was negative." Came a strange voice.
"Thank you." Came a familiar voice. Alora opened her eyes everything was blurry and bright. She blinked and blinked until her vision became clearer. Alora groaned and the three people in the room looked at her.
"Hi Mr. Wayne." She said tiredly.
"Hello Alora….how are you feeling?" he asked. Alora was feeling weird as the memory of earier came back.
"Alone." She whispered some tears enting her eyes.
"We're sorry Alora
Life as we knew it chapter 1Life as we knew it chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Life As We Knew It.
This isn't a story of happiness. This is not a fairy tale, by any means. This is a tale of hardtimes, destruction, death, and friendship, with love mixed in. This is Life as We Knew it.
Raven's eye's shot open when a alram went off. She jumpt out of bed and rushed over and threw her leotard on. She glanced at the clock as she put her boots on. The red lite up numbers projected 1:29 a.m.
"You have got to be shitting me!" she complained and clipped her cloak on and put her hood on. She opened her door and saw a hilarious sight. Well hilarious to everyone except a girl who doesn't desplay emotions. A blonde haired girl w
I hate you, I really doI really hate you, II hate you, I really do2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Loathe your entire existance, I
Often think of
Violent ways of killing you, almost
Every day i want to slit
Your pathetic throat. I want to hurl you into
Open flames. You disgust me, you
Useless bastard
I Said You Were BeautifulObviously my opinion isn't enough. You need everyone else's before you decide that mine is right. Can you not just accept that you are beautiful because I say you are? Do you have to ask a million other people's opinion's? Is that really necessary?I Said You Were Beautiful2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I said you were beautiful. Surely that means something to you. Because when I say it, I add on the end that I happen to love you too.
If you're beautiful and loved, why do you need anyone's opinion?
I Just Don't KnowI was so happy,I Just Don't Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What happened?
Why must I be tested like this?
Is there a reason.
No.
There is no destiny,
No tests,
Only what you make of your situation,
That is what counts.
I want to have a steady home,
I want to have work,
I want to have a purpose.
Right now my will to live
Is only that,
To live.
I have no ambition but consistency,
No joy but in the long term.
My wishes are for the future,
No plan to change the present.
I will myself to know who I am,
Yet have failed at many a turn.
I wonder if all people feel as I do,
If they all hurt like this.
Are they hiding it like I am?
How can I tell.
Who are they,
I would
Sleeping2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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runrunrun2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the darkness and hurt
run
from everything that scares you
run
keep going and it will leave you
run
just keep running away from it all
run
until you come to realize something
you can never run
never get away from your problems
from everything that causes you pain
it's always there, eating away at you
until you face it head on
confront what angers you,
what hurts and leaves you alone and hurting
don't run away from it
stay and fight it until it goes away.
HerPain and love....Her3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's what I always feel around her
That there must be something I can do to help
I guess just being there and listening can do it for now
But it is so hard to just sit there and not be able to reach out and just
hold her and tell her that things will get better
That she can depend on me to be there for her
I want to be
But I don't know if she wants it
Whenever I try to ask, my tongue sticks to the back of my throat and my lips dry out.
All I can do is watch and listen to her and the pain she suffers
Even though it cannot be seen
I feel there is a glass wall between us
No matter how hard I try, I cannot break thr
9 11 poemMy tears fell9 11 poem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wrapped up in memories...
I lost track of time
I felt so lost
And my tears fell
The day was cool and clear
All was peaceful
I remember it all to well
I miss you so...
And my tears fell
Wrapped up in memories…
Now I think back to that day
And how the first crash looked like an accident
But now I know,
It was an attack
Now I know the truth
And then the second plane hit…
Your panic-stricken face looking down at me from the 100th floor
It was almost as though you knew,
Knew that the end was near…
Wrapped up in memories...
The explosions I remember all feel so real
Like they keep happening over
a noble warrior's cold deathSnow falls everywhere,a noble warrior's cold death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cold wind ruffles my fur,
The icy wind stings my eyes, is out searching for food
I shiver, and fluff out my fur.
A mouse searches for food.
I stalk it,
Pounce,
All my numb paws meet is cold snow...
That had been the only prey I'd seen in days,
And I missed it...
Suddenly I haer a crack.
I look up in fear, rooted to the spot.
I tried to run but I felt petrified.
The branch fell,
All I felt was immense pain all throughout my body,
The last thing I heard was a snap.
Then there was black.
I'll love you...I'll Love You...I'll love you...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For those who have had their heart broken, or those who are in love...
I'll love you...
Until the sun stops shining and the moon stops glistening...
Until the leaves stop falling and the plants stop growing...
Until the birds stop singing and the deer stop leaping...
I'll love you...
Until the food stops comming and the crops stop growing...
Until the water stops running and the river stops flowing...
Until the hills stop rolling and the mountains stop moving...
I'll love you...
Until the rain stops falling but the clouds keep rolling...
Until the tears stop sliding but the pain keeps comming...
Until the days gr
Advise for the Slightly DenseDo you see that bright blue eyed beauty back there?Advise for the Slightly Dense6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With a brilliant smile that that tells you she cares?
She's strong and she's smart and you know that she knows
Now, it might surprise you (Oh, I know that it will)
That six months from now you'll run up a hill
With two glowing smiles you'll sit in her sun
While holding her hand and swear she's the one
No, you don't deserve it, you've been through enough
To know that when there is wanting, the going gets tough
But gather your doubts and just let them go
Because her laugh is a balm for the wounds in your chest
Her sweet voice will promise it is you she loves best
So showered with r
MassiveSitting in the dimly lit den, I hearMassive6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The static of the television
And the rambling and muttering of a talk show host on the air
I hear that audience laughing at Conan O'Brien late at night
And the ranting of an old minister's broadcast
And I hear the click of the remote grasped firmly in my palm
And my heart thrashing about in my chest, as if to get get free from it's captor
And the forced words of a reporter crying tears in front of the camera
And the stern voice of a President, bearing a grim visage, saying that there is nothing to fear
Sitting in my den, I hear the sirens beckoning, and the gears of war slowly beginning to grind
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