I Am LoveI'm a warm ball of fuzz for you to take home.I Am Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a hundred pounds of future growth.
I'm big brown eyes that make you smile.
I'm a little puddle on the kitchen tile.
I'm a wiggly butt when you come in the room.
I'm your favorite pillow's emminent doom.
I'm your personal guardian watching you sleep.
I'm a stain on your coat, two muddy feet.
I'm a belly rub of absolute bliss.
I'm a stinky wet 'Good morning' kiss.
I'm every hug you'll ever need.
I'm not exactly...pedigree.
I'm a pair of perked ears waiting for you.
I'm a handful of unwanted drool.
I'm a lifetime friend who hopes they're enough.
I'm shaped like a dog but really I'm love.
MonstersIt lies within your closetMonsters4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it creeps beneath your bed
It stalks you in the hallways
And it's not all in your head
It lurks over your body
And follows you everywhere
It creeps on you like a hunter
No other monster can compare
It doesn't play favorites
It doesn't have a specific prey
The young, the bad and the innocent
Are all for it to slay
There is no telling when it will emerge
It could arise at any moment
You see, death is all around us
And no one's immune to it
Fingernails on a ChalkboardDedicated to: everyone who needs a pill to fall asleep but has to be forced awake.Fingernails on a Chalkboard9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
There are no secrets while you're dreaming.
This is only a dream. I dont dream in colors. I dont dream in black and white. I dream in symbolism. I dream in ways that make you think. Ways that would give you a headache. These are the things that come easily to me. Imagine dreaming about all the things you dont understand. Now imagine dreaming about the things only you can understand. That is what this is. This is all the things we hide. I do not expect you to know what this means. This is something I've never told anyone. This is who I'm not, who I want to be and who I am. This is what I use to see while I slept. I'd wake up in a sweat.
The girl in this story is you. She is all of us. This is you at your most honest. This is you as you lay awake at night playing the day through your head, thinking about what you should've done or said.
This is the girl in my