the sea salty sweet withthe sea salty sweet with10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
birdcry (the sea salty sweet with)
the sea was his womb;
the salt the waves the sea
the boy, he counted waves:
and said: I'll live to be that--
-- old man drowning & crow-
birds cawing &
let's pretend he is deaf:
and the waves have number but not
the sound of rushing past quickly. the
old man doesn't stop drowning, though
a croak, silent & open-mouthed desperation,
carries him under.
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 10Peter managed to scrounge up an old pair of light tan doe skin breeches that clung comfortably to your legs and thighs. Peter said they were an old cast off of Tootles so they ended up fitting you quite well. They reminded you of the kind of pants that rich people wore when they went horse back riding. The only difference you were sure was that those kinds of pants weren’t actually made out of real deer skin. As much as you hated the thought of wearing Bambi for pants, you had to admit that the brush of the short fur trousers felt luxurious against your skin every time you moved. Peter had also tossed you a thin faded white linen shirt that had billowing long sleeves and that closed with a drawstring in front of the chest. As you were busy tying the drawstrings over your chest tightly Peter grabbed hold of one of your legs and began slipping on a worn and scratched -but still neatly polished- black knee high stiletto heeled boot. You looked down at him as he took hold of your othOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 102 years ago in Romance More Like This
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 11You pushed aside the bear skin curtain and charged into the main hollow of the tree where the only other room was. As soon as you entered the room it seemed that all of The Lost Boys had felt it. Though each of them seemed to be busy with their own things they all stopped and simultaneously turned to look at you. Tootles and Cubby smiled openly with a mixture of relief and joy, while The Twins looked as apathetic as they always did, and Nibs gave you a mischievous wink when you caught his tired eyes. Slightly having already seen you was busy hunched over the small table having a hushed conversation with two glowing pixies. They were shining so brightly that it was hard to discern what they looked like from where you stood. You felt Peter come up behind you, but you did not spare him a glance. Your eyes were glued to the two shining balls of light that were placed on the table in front of Slightly. “You should probably meet your other saviors,” Peter’s silken voice whiOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 112 years ago in Romance More Like This
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 12You watched in silence as Tootles tended to the tiny campfire. His slim frame was bent over the crackling embers as his hands fanned the flames higher. The flames danced and grew under his skilled and practiced movements. The fire below him cast a warm orange glow all over the planes of his smooth pale skin. Your heart instantly began to ache for him. A boy his age should be in high school living with his parents and flirting with girls. He shouldn’t be starting fires, hunting for food, mourning murdered Indian Chiefs, or warring with deranged pirates. A boy his age’s only concerns should be homework or what he’s going to do on a Saturday night not where his next meal is going to come from or when he or his brothers will be attacked next. This was no life for a young teenage boy, especially one as gentle as Tootles.Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 122 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your mind brought you back to the first time you had seen him. He had shot you out of the sky nearly killing you if it hadn’t been for Peter.
GravesIf everybody died, I don't think I'd careGraves2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You can't miss somebody who never was even there
They say I need help, they can fuck themselves
Heaven isn't worth it, I'mma rock it in hell
Your blood, it spills, It makes me laugh
Your love, it kills, now your head is cracked in half
These voices i hear, they scream in my head
And I'm starting to think, I like everybody better when they're dead!
I don't wanna sleep, turning the safety of the gun off and on.
I can't help it anymore, I just wanna fucking kill everyone
I'm tired as fuck but I don't wanna sleep
because they're waiting for me, deep in my dreams
covered in blood, created by screams
and tears that stream under the moon's gleam
Played out with a wicked theme.
Oh my fucking god, what the fuck is wrong with me?
I even tore out my own eyes
but the image is still burned in my fucking memory!
whenever somebody talks, I think they're trying to drill me
I'm paranoid as fuck, and I keep thinking every body wants to kill me
The doctor said it
Crush"Crush"Crush6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is this feeling that I get around you?
Why does the heat rush to my face when you are near?
Why does my heart leap at the sound of your voice?
Why do I always smile when you are close?
Why do I have this yearning to comfort you?
Why do I always want to give you more?
Why do I dream about you?
Why do I steal glances at you when you are not looking?
Why do I get this feeling of love whenever you hold me?
Why do I feel safe and nervous around you?
Dare I say it
I have a crush on you
Will these feelings about you stay?
Or will they go away?
I do not know
But for now
I am in love with you
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 9Peter’s bedroom was a place where time seemed to have no meaning. There were no clocks or windows to clue you into the passages of time. Nor was there an hourglass filled with cascading sand to make you aware of all the moments that had gone by. You both stayed there wrapped in each other’s arms for what could have been hours or merely minutes. Neither of you had felt the need to fill the air with speech. Both of you seemed perfectly content to just stand still along with the time. It was oddly peaceful just standing there on your knees wrapped up in Peter’s embrace without a care in the world. Your mind was still coming off of the wonderful glow that Peter’s confession of love had given you. After some time though your knees began to cramp and you fell back on your butt in the bed. Instant concern filled Peter's soft eyes, but you assured him you were perfectly fine. He didn't seem too convinced, but he conceded defeat as son as you patted the end of theOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
Letting GoI've heard advice:Letting Go5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"It's completely impossible to find a guy who won't hurt you,
So go for the guy that makes the pain worthwhile."
Do you make the pain worthwhile?
Or am I destined to spend eternity doomed,
Loving you without any hope of return
I need you,
But I can't have you
You make my days worthwhile
You make life bearable
But only when you seem to be my friend
It may only be pretend,
But it doesn't matter
I need to let go
Let go of you
But how can I?
You mean so much to me,
How am I supposed to let that float away?
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 6You made your way through the thick trees and wild vegetation with a sad, yet fierce determination. Your gaze was set stubbornly on the dirt path in front of you. Your only thought was to follow it until you reached the hidden tree house. You must not break down until then. With each quick stride your heart seemed to shatter just a little more than before, but you kept telling yourself just a little further now…hold it together for just a little bit longer…Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your feet carried you into the darkness of the night and you walked so long that your feet and shins began to burn. Still you carried on. No matter how tired you were, both physically and mentally, you couldn’t stop and break down. Not yet, keep it together just a little while longer… Your vision stirred and smeared from the hot tears that were suddenly stinging your eyes and clouding your vision. You wiped them away furiously with shaking hands. Now that you had wondered away from the warmth of
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 5Your little group somberly walked a long time down a thin dirt trail that winded up and down the hills of the dense wild forest. Nibs lead the way with a hatchet ready in his hand and Slightly followed behind him; his emerald eyes searching every which way for any sign of traps. Every now and then one of The Twins would dart back to inform Peter that the path ahead was clear and then they would take off in two dark grey blurs. Peter never let go of your hand, but you could feel the tension that rippled throughout his body. His shoulders were stiff and his face was closed off as his dark eyes swept over the entire forest, both in front and in back of you all. He was in full on leadership mode. The slightest sound of a twig snapping or bird flying away drew his attention. He moved with stealthy grace, like a jungle cat that was ready to pounce at a moment’s notice. Though you were all headed to a funeral you could see the trace of blood lust in Peter’s warm eyes. You had firsOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Power of a Crush ~The Power of a Crush~The Power of a Crush7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It isn't fair that you have the power,
To make me feel this way.
When I think of you,
I have butterflies all day.
When I see you,
All other thoughts go away
When we say goodbye,
Your smile makes me want to stay.
It makes me wonder,
Do you feel this way?
Sympathy for the pedophileI have a demon inside of me. It controls my body beyond my mind's desires. When I see them, their supple young bodies uncorrupted by the cruel, ugly world, the demon is excited. Oooohhh....it's so bad, but I can't help it.Sympathy for the pedophile5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I did it. I cried while I did it. She cried as well. It felt so good, but I hate myself. She ran home and told her mother. The police took me away, it was a quick trial. I plead guilty on all charges. Outiside the courthouse people screamed for my blood. Somebody, her brother I think, actually fired shots at me. I was wheeled away to jail.
I was in prison for a long time. I had to be protected by people who obviously didn't want to protect me. They wanted to throw me to the dogs and shit on my remains, but the law binds them. Still, their protection waned from time to time. I was beaten brutally each time. Nearly killed. Most attacks were toward my privates and my butt, as if they thought they could torture me any more than my own body does. It's almost funny.
Imagine....Imagine....3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Imagine . . . a world where we could all be this fat and happy! Where everyone could be satisfied and comfortable just letting it all hang out. All our love and all our creativity would be fostered and would bloom.
No one would have any desire to fight or be better than anyone else. A place full of curiosity and wonder. Where we wouldn't have anything to worry about, no prejudice, no hunger, no unmet need or desire.
I picture a heaven on earth. A place where we could all be comfortable enough with who we are that we wouldn't let anyone put us down. Where no one would want to put us down. A place where we could enjoy life to the fullest!
Can you believe what a joyous place this would be? World peace would be here, and we could all just sit around, eating, cooking, writing poetry, singing, painting, dancing . . .
And we could spend our days enjoying being with each other -- enjoying each others' inner and outer beauty and all the wonders of this earth....
roses are redRoses are redroses are red5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue
Why am I
In love with you?
tulips are pink
snowdrops are white
how can I ever
win this fight?
Red as my blood
Blue as the sky
Pink as my skin
White like a lie
It seeps through my hands
Stains all that's there
Why do I feel this?
It is not fair
What I wouldn't give
To go up high
What I wouldn't do
To be able to fly
I still see what you left there
It's there to fuel my pain
Because I can only think of you
When I see that scar-like stain
I said it didn't matter
But I know that is said wrong
To you it might be truth
For me it's where I belong
You confuse me
You never go straight
It's your memory that does it
It's what put me in this state
I shouldn't feel this
It is all wrong
But then, why is
The feeling so strong?
Roses are red
And I love you
I shouldn't feel this
But still I do
GoodnightClose your eyesGoodnight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And say goonight
I say goodbye
For the very last time
I close the door
Say nothing more
Don't realize it'll be
My last goodbye.
You dream away
All your worries
All your demons
Lay down to rest
I don't pay attention
Don't notice your cry
Take advantage of you
As you dream awayy.
I let you slip from my hands
Turned my back on you
Let you disappear
Now you're gone
I can't help but mourn
The death of my beloved.
You should sleep in your bed
Unconscious only in your head
Not asleep in the clouds
Where we can't be proud
Shoved you away
But at least they would say
"I love you"
The last words to hear.
And just like that
Our young future
Without saying a single word.
True Lovetrue love is being able to sit next to each other without saying a word.True Love6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
true love is being able to look at one another, and speak volumes.
true love is not seeing each other for days, but not missing a beat when back together.
true love is sitting on the phone, singing and playing guitar to each other.
true love is telling one another you love each other, and not caring who knows.
true love is sending little love notes, just to tell the other you're thinking of them.
true love is sleeping with one another, innocently without having any sexual encounters.
true love is holding hands, and feeling like nothing could be better than that.
true love is sitting at home watching a movie, because you just want to be together.
true love is waking one another up at midnight just to tell them that you couldn't sleep because you didn't get to tell them goodnight.
true love is being yelled at by parents for not being able to get off the phone.
true love is saying bye fifty times, and still sitting t
SingleDo you what's its like to be so trapped?Single7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To feel so lost?
To feel so alone?
To be without arms to lie in,
To be without someone to be there,
Someone to kiss me,
Someone to love me.
Do you what its like to watch,
All the couples kissing,
All the couples cuddling,
All couples slow dancing,
All the boys asking girls,
All the pretty girls getting every guy that they want.
When I know,
It won't last but a few weeks,
Maybe even a few days.
I want to know what it feels like to be in love,
I want to be the girl every girl wants to be,
I want to love with someone who loves me the same way,
I want it to last forever,
Not just a few days.
I must walk alone,
Trapped all alone in a couple's world,
I must cry myself to sleep every night,
I must spend my time putting myself down,
Feeling like I don't look like her,
I don't reach up to his standards.
Maybe one day,
A guy will see,
The light that shines through me,
Maybe one day,
One of the guys in my life,
Will wake up,
And realize I'm right here wait
Crush.I've tried to tell youCrush.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I couldn't face the fear
I didn't want to destroy
What I have built for years
I know that you can see right through me
Just like crystal clear
But I don't have the courage
To tell you how I really feel.
Blind CrushHey there,Blind Crush10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am that girl that you call a friend.
I seem to have it all right now,
friends who are the best,
family that loves me no matter what.
Nothing is wrong with the outside...
but inside my heart is hurting.
I walk down the halls just after talking to you,
and I see couples holding hands, hugging, and loving each other...
my heart begins to slow with pain that I have no one to love.
I get done talking to you on the internet...
and my eyes begin to tear thinking that I need someone.
You give me a friendly smile...
and my joy begins to over-flow.
You give me complements on how I look and dress...
and the world lights up.
However there are days that I cant believe you.
When you are around your friends...
I am the one that all the jokes are being directed at.
I over hear your voice in a crowd...
and words that could kill, fly out.
You seem like such a different person when you see the disbelief in my eyes.
A smile and a few kind words go a long way in my heart and all is well again.