Awaken my sleeping thoughtsAwaken my sleeping thoughts11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Awaken me again
Eyes glossed over from sleep
Dreams cast shadows on my wall
Teasing my fantasies;
Flashing images of you.
Beneath the sheets
Twisted with the movements of night
Passion consumes my heart
It beats with the echoes of your name
My life without you could never be the same.
Hair matted to my face
Lips wet with saliva
Your face runs through my mind
Like the chill down my back.
Your touch causes me to quiver
I long for just one kiss
To be consumed into you
To be suspended in the bliss;
And taste the life on your tongue.
Breath; hot and sticky
Clings to my lungs
Chaos in my mind
You lying next to me, an image that will come with time.
Eyes clenched shut
Do not want to open them
Only to face reality
The reality of you not here.
Screams Trueshe runs out of her roomScreams True11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
leaving the phone twisting
dangling in air
she runs into the bathroom
flying into the night
rips off the shirt
red with pink hearts
a present from grandma
now just cloth
pulls off the panties
a present from him
she turns on the bathtub
spiraling into the drain
as she smears the makeup
undoes the hair
reaches for the scissors
tufts of blonde
gather on the ground
she stares forward
her own face
hating herself even more
white knuckled fist
she breaks the mirror into infinite
looks down and sees a shard
bigger then her foot
smaller then her head
so she grabs
cuts her finger
and falls to her knees
one hand : glass
one hand : phone
glass vs. phone
life vs. death
so she drops one hand
and grasps harder with the other
crying into thinness
into the void
Kai: Chapter OneKai: Chapter One2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In calm seas lay the some of the most beautiful and powerful creatures in the world. In the sea there are no limitations only freedom. Evolution in the sea has reached its peak with one of its most feared predators; the Great White Shark. As graceful and beautiful as this mighty fish is, it is a predator; one of the greats at that. It is an unstoppable killing machine, preying on anything that it can catch. It, unlike its far less picky cousin the Tiger Shark, is what I'd like to call a curious eater. The Great White likes to taste a little bit of everything to see if it tastes good. If it likes it, then it has its next meal, if not then whatever is left of the poor soul is left for dead.
The shark that bit me didn't like me very much. Perhaps I was too scrawny or maybe I was really so unappealing that not even a blood thirsty shark would want me. Whatever the case, the monster left me with half of my intestines and five broken ribs. The doctors said that it was a miracle that I surviv
Rest In PeaceRest In Peace6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Ashes in my stomach,
Ghosts of a fire that once consumed my heart in the heat of passion, choke me.
Equilibrium off balance, all that was is no more, and all that I never knew is all too familiar.
My memories leave me breathless, as if I am drowning in a cold sea of regret.
Tossing and turning in agony, living a nightmare from which I just cannot awaken.
Who knew that fire would leave me cold,
That breathing would suffocate me,
That what I saw was blinding me,
That life was killing me,
And that something would give me nothing.
What makes me alive? Is it the fact that my heart pumps the blood through my veins? Why does that matter when I have not a reason to live, for it is love that defined me.
White turns to black and night fades to day,
Left turns to the right and downward leads up.
Welcome to my life, where pain becomes numbness and happiness feels like an unfamiliar high.
Where I face my fears every morning I wake up, and I battle my demons every time I see a mirror
Secret Life of MeSecret Life of Me5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
One step forward, two steps back, some days I can, some I just can't..
Love me like you did once, when hands were rough but eyes were soft..
You kissed my neck while tears stained my cheek, but if you saw it, you didn't speak..
The secret life I lead.
How My Business WorksHow My Business Works1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My business works because it's actually not a business. And by this I mean I hardly make any money with my pictures. For me photography is not a way to make money but to invest money, and I work several other jobs to be able to pay for my art. I'm a tour guide on waste to energy plants and wastewater treatment facilities, I'm a concierge at the house I'm living, I work as a Photoshop instructor and on weekends I take care of the library of the University.
Sometimes people say to me: I can hardly believe you're not making money with your photos because they are better than the work of many professional photographers.
Of course it's flattering when somebody says something like that even if I don't always agree. But here's the thing: the very reason why I'm able to work on this level is because I don't have to make money with my pictures. If you're a photographer who wants to make a living out of it you are forced to do things differently. You have to focus on what your customers like and
Fall's DuchessFall's Duchess2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the autumn's duchess
sits on her throne of rainbows
listens to the leaves
Let me breatheLet me breathe1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're crushing my dreams
This is really the way it seems.
And as I sit here
with tears rolling down my cheeks,
fighting the urge to cry,
holding it all in like always,
because I don't want you to see my weakness,
I realize how much you're bringing me down.
Really pushing me to the ground
When, finally, I summon up the courage
to tell you my plans and hopes,
you bind them in ropes
and suffocate them
like you're suffocating me.
Let me breathe
Let me breathe without being afraid
of your words and voice that scares me,
the voice that has scared me my entire life.
You're supposed to be my dad
You're supposed to be the one guy,
in the whole entire world,
that would never break my heart.
But you've done it a thousand times.
I'm tired of craving your approval, your blessing,
the admiration that you once had
of this now young woman
that was once your little girl.
I want to break those chains,
I'm still that same girl, but you've changed.
I'm tired of fighting you,
tired of trying to make you p
DownfallDownfall7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choice,
But the choice of the way.
It's an option of the voice,
It's a thin line of gray.
Is it a choice forced by fate,
Is it a pre-set time and date?
Or a choice to which I myself sway?
But here's our story anyway .
"Nothing that I do will matter.
As all things will merely shatter!"
All my hopes thus darkness scatter,
As it shoves me a decree.
As it si