The Music BoxThe Music Box3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Music Box
It was Marie's sixteenth birthday and she was spending the afternoon before her ball with me in my wing of the palace. She had finally come of age and looked so lovely it was hard to believe this young woman had once been the little girl who loved to sit on my knee. "Come here Marie and sit by me. It is time to give you your birthday gift." She came over with a quizzical look on her brow. Her eyes lit up as I gently pulled her gift out of its velvet case. The Music Box: shrouded in mystery with its surreal beauty. "Oh grandmamma," she breathed and ran her fingers over t
It All Comes BackIt All Comes BackIt All Comes Back3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this is so beautiful.
sweet but empty euphoria:
it still envelops me completely.
send me home now.
for so long i've been lost:
here in a bleeding wasteland.
your voice reverberates
it's like a rainbow waterfall:
tossed over the edge into insanity.
those eyes still exhaust me.
the ocean laps calmly at their shores:
and blue waves burn gold in this sunset.
it all comes back to you, love.
my heart beats in your ears again:
stolen by hands painted in dark rage.
but this is too perfect.
i'm close enough to touch your skin:
sands i once swam in like cool waters.
this is so beautif
Hang Up and GlideHang Up and GlideHang Up and Glide3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hang up and glide.
Jump in: confide.
There's a sign up ahead worth seeing.
Fall down and burn.
Get out: learn.
There's a lie in my head worth leaving.
Steal back and give.
Don't love: live.
There's more life up ahead just waiting.
Set free and devour.
Open up: flower.
There's more to this than just hating.
Step back and observe.
Bend away: curve.
There's a tall tower who's about to fall.
End now and begin.
Find strength: within.
There's a rat answering misery's call.
Hang up and glide.
Stay now: inside.
I'll believe it when you say we'll return.
Never AloneNever AloneNever Alone3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i'm not alone; never alone
the tears hide under stones
it's time to find myself again
leaves heal my broken bones
done counting forward
it's time to count down
tape up the wounds now
dust off my rusted crown
time, you've held me steady
but your hands must untie
because this time, my old friend,
i'd much rather live than die
digging out of hell, i scream
scaring away those feelings
here's to killing confining walls
and lifting blood-stained ceilings
anthems ring from treetops
and the windows reopen to see
how the clouds reveal their silver
how this door has opened for me
this is sweet
In OblivionIn OblivionIn Oblivion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so just cover me completely
in heavy layers of oblivion.
close the coffin then, darling.
go ahead, send me on my way.
steal my soul from my flesh;
separate me from my mind.
extract these hurtful memories
of adoring eyes and safe arms.
stop the pulse that binds me here,
and bring this story to a close.
turn the key and lay my shackles
on rusting floors to erode.
force me to forget what pains me.
paint yourself into the clouds.
i want to change; it needs to end:
this constant pressure on my heart.
unravel every knot we tied
while you're burning all our ropes.
reduce soft happiness t
Re: PlyRe: PlyRe: Ply3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pushing this change to cycle the earth.
I don't need your beauty or your love.
I'll shield myself from the skies above.
To bury my disease under the rain.
Rooftops glisten in sparkling heaves:
A downpour that whispers the leaves.
After the drought I've had to survive.
Basking in thunder's angry heartbeat,
I take the pain in my fist, and delete.
As the storm ends, the cycle departs.
High above the wind's call, so shrill;
Never again will I bend to its will.
My heart retires now; it's just fine.
Ignorance.Ignorance.Ignorance.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take what's left of me, darling,
And tear it up in your smile.
I'm invisible in your eyes now.
I am nothing. There is no point.
I fear how far you'll bury me
In the dust of what was happiness.
It's an unreachable destination.
Your shores are too far away.
My demolition continues steadily.
I feel my city walls begin to fall.
The void creeps in again,
And I can't seem to turn it away.
I hit the walls instead of my head.
I throw pillows as I keep screaming.
The tears escaped again
From their j
i'm tired.i'm tired of being forced to live without you.i'm tired.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
i've locked myself in this house again to avoid the real world. the days drag on again like they used to. i watch the sun hover up there in the blue sky, and i wonder if it was really winter that i hated. summer seems a lot worse, even though i spent every other season wishing for it to return.
i remember when i used to look out my bedroom window at complete paleness.
everything was a pasty grey, and i remember how the snow used to sparkle on the neighbor's rooftop on the few mornings that there was sunlight. i wished for the leaves to sprout on the bare maple branches on my command, and i thi
Seventeen DollarsSeventeen DollarsSeventeen Dollars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
nervous, are you, love?
it's a fresh band-aid to my heart
now my broken wings can fly again
one, two; the seconds tick by
sweet connections spark a light
electricity shocks my emptiness
eyes are so full of life again
has that anger finally gone away?
i beg Time to heal every little wound
my old friend has resurfaced
so i let a shy smile dye my lips
it begs you to see my happiness
that fire burns again, so bright
its sound fills the silence now
i'm uplifted; suddenly so hopeful
yes, tonight i will dream of this
your eyes glowing without rage
safety again in the depths of hell
Birds To ButterfliesBirds To ButterfliesBirds To Butterflies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
people tell me you're not worth my time
they say you're not worth my waiting
not worth my suffering and my heavy pain
it's okay, though, because i believe in you
people tell me to get on my way now
they try to pull me with leafy green hands
but all i can feel is your skin's texture
all i see is an infinite kaleidoscope of you
people tell me of how you'll never return
they try to torch my flesh with such ideas
my skin burns with only one thing now
and that's the sweat you bring to my palms
people tell me that your heart is made up
they don't know that, love; only you do
Sun-BleachedSun-BleachedSun-Bleached3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with your soft lips worn dry
with those eyes: as blue as ever
not a day has gone by
that i haven't thought of you
though it's all been unrequited
you look even more like it
like the ocean that i held dear
you're still the teal waves on the shore
suddenly so weak and fragile
your quick look turned me to glass
our eyes met again, how perfect
you're enveloped in white
like a perfect dream come alive
even the sun couldn't outshine you
so play out a little further, Time
keep unravelling our sad story
let the cease-fire finally begin
you numbed me again
The Pain ChangesThe Pain ChangesThe Pain Changes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the pain changes
i try to wipe away the clouds
but i can't come close to reaching them
the hurt expands
across my dull horizon now
darkness calls to hold my soul forever
the rage enflames
it's not worth holding back now
anger always finds its own way out
the infection spreads
i only desire the unattainable
as i lie here replaying his calm voice
the sadness festers
wrenching tears from my eyes
as if they were rare, precious jewels
the silence confines
it's so boring in this tiny box
but i just can't let my sick self escape
the road falls away
my aspirations have been lost
Excuses, Excuses.Excuses, Excuses.Excuses, Excuses.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't want to smell like you
i don't want to taste your kiss
or feel the repetition of your fingertips
But I'm still deep in love, you see.
Oh, how I have tried to banish it.
This wrenching ache will not subside.
i don't want your heavy embrace
i don't want your quiet stares
or your soft whispers in the night
But I'm torn from who I used to be.
An animal now occupies my flesh.
I'm suffocating deep within my shame.
i don't want another second best
i don't want a timid hero's touch
or feeling like i'm just a dog's master
But I'm happily drowning in memory.
I'm smiling at the
Time To Write You A LetterHello, Zach.Time To Write You A Letter3 years ago in Letters More Like This
I heard that you're working now, finally. You've only wanted to get another job for, what, a little over six months? Anyway, I hope you're doing well and that you're happy with wherever you are in life. As for me, I guess I'm not doing as well as I should be. Two months has felt like two years, to say the least. I haven't seen you in two weeks, and even that has felt like an eternity. What I guess I'm trying to say is that I miss you terribly, and life has become very dull without your stupid jokes and your way of making everyone around you smile.
You don't have to say it; I already know that you don't miss me in the least, a
Every EmbraceEvery EmbraceEvery Embrace3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
every embrace held its own story
and every kiss was a work of art
maybe someday you'll return to me
to finally heal this shattered heart
every held hand was a lightning bolt
and every glance could melt the stars
please take me back to perfect love
darling, help me melt these iron bars
every calming breath grew flowers
and every soft touch created waves
i told you that i remember everything
from our open skies to cool ice caves
every word you said stole my heart
and every salty tear was wiped away
so why did you leave this love behind?
why have you let my hurt soul decay?
every wound was
AfraidAfraidAfraid3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is this love i'm feeling?
i had forgotten it's taste
i fear the light that beckons
for the darkness is my home
i've pitched a tent in my hate
and built a fire on my demise
there were oceans waiting for me
i've only drowned in my tears
do i fear your warm safety
or do i fear some damp betrayal?
the dead one still holds my heart
and it's become a voodoo doll
i want to change; heal my wounds
but it's that change that i dread
i don't want to hurt that much again
and i'll lose you eventually anyway
am i so scared of giving me away
that part of me chains me down?
away from you, towards new l
LivesThe world she never said was fairLives3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
comes back to prove my point
to everyone who comes around:
the world is out of joint
It's nothing I can take away;
take me away from it
the ever-burning, flaming spire
stuck in a pile of shit
Well do I know now indeed
the strife all of us face
but as The Animals said
"We gotta get of this place"
Just to be a cog again
in steamy, oily works
would do nothing to support
development of quirks
Won't your life be shared with me
as I have often dreamt?
I cannot rightly say the things
my heart screams, though they tempt
What gives us rights
to steal these lives
we prime their pumps and then
LovesickLovesickLovesick4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so hesitant to this new feeling
and i can't see straight anymore
it's happening, it's happening
but i try to hide away and ignore
your adoration awakens a fear
a new anxiety hidden within me
stuck between shyness and love
while with myself i still disagree
it's not confusion i feel today
so please don't get me wrong
i'm just used to the loneliness
because i've felt it for so long
but i can see that you're lovesick
with your sedative "i love you"s
you say you've never been happier
and i know i can't refuse
one minute and you miss me
and i battle within my heart
because this new feeling hurts
My PoisonHe is my poison, and it'll always be that way. He reminds me of a soft stuffed animal. Like the fur is made of that plushy material and feathers. So soft, yet so quiet. Like a trap, waiting for it's victim to find it appealing, but with no face, so it doesn't know what it's been placed there for or how it got there in the first place. Perfectly in my path, irresistible and seemingly flawless. Fate. Just sitting there on the floor, but filled with cough syrup. The purple kind of cough syrup that smells of fake grape flavoring and makes you feel sick just tasting it. That and the scent of smoke. Imagine a campfire kind of smoke, not the cigaretMy Poison4 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
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The twenty-five-hundred-pound machine I am sitting in is just a light framework of aluminum and fiberglass, and its interior is no more than three feet wide at its widest point. Its roughly the same size, different dimensions taken into account, as a Kia.
My nervousness isnt helped by the fact that theres a very gusty cross
A game like chessA game like chessA game like chess4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eyes blinked open, then blinked again to bring the room into focus.
"You're awake." Amusement colors the voice speaking. "Should I be honored that it happened during my visit?"
Eyes flick to the side, followed slowly by a head. The figure sitting in the chair focuses. Legs crossed, a thumb marking a spot in a book and a Styrofoam cup on the table.
Words form and are blocked by the tube in the throat. The visitor tuts. "I wouldn't do that. You're in no condition to do much of anything." A pause in which their mouth twists between a smile and a frown. "No thanks to me I guess."
A grunt around the tube and a movement
The RoadI stand here, alone, on a long, dark roadThe Road5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under the rain.
I have a piece of diamond,
In my hand.
It glimmers with a hope, though not as bright
Its lost its warmth
And now lies cold and dead
In my palm.
The glimmer is only superficial
Yet somehow, I still think it may
Have a life.
That old gleaming hope
Like every time before
A secret I shouldnt have told
Every time I have that hope
The hope of maybe, someday
Not being lonely anymore
Every time in my stupid fleeting happiness
Every time I have to talk
I have to share my joy
My stupid, fragile hope
I Opened The WindowI opened the window because I wanted to smell life. Taste life. Feel it on my face in the form of soft wind on an autumn night. But in wanting that feeling instead of just experiencing it because it was there, opening the window became a sad activity instead of a happy one.I Opened The Window5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
And when I closed the window, silence took over again, and only the soft ticking of an invisible clock was heard. The tick of the clock in my mind.
I took a step away from the window, past the shower door, glittering with droplets of water, and took a good look at myself in the mirror as I heard a plane pass overhead somewhere in the night sky. I saw a sparkle in my eyes
Random Snip 1He became more fascinated with her each passing day. Every day he watched her, he became more addicted not in a desiring way, but out of curiosity, the same addiction that she held for him. She did not know exactly what he thought of her, nor did he know exactly what she thought of him (but he could safely assume that she was afraid of him.) Her name was as legendary as his own, at least in his eyes she epitomized power, intelligence, and outright daring, in a slightly less dark manner than himself. He wondered if he had the same respectful fear of her as she had for him, but since he had never been able to pry into her mindRandom Snip 15 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This