UselessI'm a cutterUseless3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all I'll ever be
Once you've learnt that
Defining fact about me.
You'll call me mad
Assume that I'm sad
And that I want
You'll check my arms
Only matters if you can see
But I can hide them
All over me.
You'll think I'm sick
Sick in the head
And that makes me feel
Like I want to be dead.
I don't do it
I don't do it
For a mention
I don't do it
I do it because of
That it's cast over me.
4 Word ChristmasStaring4 Word Christmas5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Salvation.You need not walk in darkness,Salvation.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will set alight the world.
Last night,I broke every bone in my bodyLast night,1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I could have a reason to drown
in the isolated ocean inside me.
when my dilapidated lungs finally caved in,
I swam ashore and crawled across the polluted sand.
Only glass-edged skin
and salt-licked eyelashes
can help me now.
I'm talking myself in circles,I screamed,I'm talking myself in circles,3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
"There is nothing
wrong with me, not a damn
I wanted to believe
the big dipper on my arm
meant something more
than sun marks & kisses.
But, how can I trust words
that slip through my teeth
as easy as breathing
when this star
has only ever learned
how to f
SS Comfy Bed (Werewolf!2p!CanadaXReader)Lycanthrope, more commonly known as werewolf. Men with the ability to turn themselves into wolves. Transform and howl at the full moon which occurs only once every lunar month.SS Comfy Bed (Werewolf!2p!CanadaXReader)2 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
Weakness; silver bullets and maple syrup.
Avoid; making subject angry as they become violent, same happens when subject is flustered.
Are extremely protective of chosen mate and eventual pups.
You smiled at your small, weather-beaten notebook drowsily, already knowing the contents and your meticulous adjustments off by heart. Before the buzzing alarm managed to go off, you performed the intricate dance that was a match against time, involving a stubborn button tha
Sense: Various and ReaderSense:Rome,N&S Italy, France, Spain, and Reader:Sense: Various and Reader6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Real quick; This is about the five senses, it's really just a bunch of little fan fictions combined into one so I don't clog your message box.
Sight: Rome and Reader:
The moment the door opened you knew you were in the sights of someone of significance. His eyes were deep and shinning like caramel and made you shiver as they examined you, while a calloused hand tousled the dark chocolate curls that twisted and framed his strong jaw.
At the same time, you began to feel very self-conscious and tempted to rush to your closet and dig through for long fleece pants and a comfy robe instead of the
Snow White SyndromeI seem to have forgotten the sound of my own heartbeatSnow White Syndrome3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Splitting apart my limbs I've found the source of my insanity
Coiled around veins and arteries
Star dust and a lazy man’s drug
Has put me to sleep under fictitious pretenses
Of forbidden apples and two faced prince charming’s
The lost one's weepingListening attentively to the burnt out soundsThe lost one's weeping3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rusted wrists don’t know how to do anything
Other than to harm
Crack open the loaded guns
Clench a cigarette between breaths
I’d come to realize lungs are suffocating
So I cut them out with dandelion limbs
And tore out my eyes to avert my gaze
Aching for salvation I was greeted by empty pews
And broken hymn books scattered among the graves
Lost lamb prodigal son, there is no home to return to
Only ruins and car crash features lay
Where tombstones used to stand
First kiss.I cannot go toFirst kiss.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
the river bank
where we first
kissed without tasting
you in my mouth.
thick you stick
to the roof of my
mouth and I can't
rinse you out.)
053. for youI walked for hours053. for you1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
to catch a glimpse of the girl
you replaced me with,
and called a taxi
home when her beauty buckled
my knees and left them
bleeding on the
Letter to a loved one, on losing a loved one.I want to tell youLetter to a loved one, on losing a loved one.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
that this grief is temporary,
that even if you feel lost,
you are not a ship adrift
without a crew.
But darling, grief still
sits heavy on my tongue and
I will not lie to you.
[Grief gathers at the back
of my mouth and renders me useless
on days that feel like the day
she died, my limbs heavy,
my heart sore.]
Instead I am going to tell you
that grief is not the last thing
you will ever feel;
there will still be
rumpled sheets and lazy smiles,
your fingers will still find
my naked waist beneath the blankets
and mine will still fit neatly between
the knobs of your spine.
We will sti
Disabused.To tell the truthDisabused.3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
is to tear my tongue from its
root and spill blood
into a glass so you can
your mouth tasting
all I'd ever tasted in
before there were
roses on the benchtops and
kisses stolen between kisses
given and a hand on my hand
saying more in its touch than
you ever could with your words.
-- I'd learnt that love
isn't swallowing fists and blood between
Stolen covers (Trafalgar LawXReader) RQYou blinked your eyes sleepily, wincing at the streak of faded morning sunlight that fell just across your face and heated your skin. The first thing you noticed was how cold your body was in comparison to your face. Straining your neck, you glanced down at your pyjama-clad body. Instantly you scowled and shot a glare at the person who had his back to you and who was still snoring away peacefully.Stolen covers (Trafalgar LawXReader) RQ4 days ago in Romance More Like This
“Trafalgar,” you muttered in your terribly husky morning voice. He didn’t react in any way. You puffed your cheeks up in frustration, looking at your quilt-less state. Then you spitefully glanced up at the dark-haired man. Who&rsq
Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”Mad libs (BTTXReader)5 months ago in Romance More Like This
“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.
If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let&rs
My Father's LoveFor the hair's breath of a second today, I felt what my father feels about his daughter. For that tiny moment, I saw the fear, the constant worry, the anger at his angel getting hurt, and the fury at the person who had dared to harm her; the crescendo of Mozart's most famous opera. I understood what it meant to stay up all night worrying for her, for her safety, for who she was with, who she wasn't with, where she went and where she did not go; a tragic song that never ever quite comes to a conclusion. I figured out how it hurt, almost like cruel fingers on the fret board of an exquisitely delicate guitar, when she would ignore him, or hurt hMy Father's Love2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Poets have the loneliest hearts.I drink morphinePoets have the loneliest hearts.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like peach tea;
down 6 pills by morning
just to keep my mind
& I know I can go days
without speaking a word
I want a moon shy girl
with wolves at her back,
bite mark ankles &
a bottle of writer’s tears
tucked under one arm.
I want to be end of the war
kisses bruised into her hipbones;
the epilogue written over her
With these wisteria limbs
February cold, &
these weak lungs
exhaling coralline whispers,
I’ve got a tongue for words
but still have no idea how to love
a universe girl.
Evening childWe’d sit on porch stepsEvening child3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Insecticide burning our lungs
Awkward and gangly attempting to grow into our limbs
You with freckles dusting your nose and I with a small dot on my cheek
You called it a beauty spot and I said god was too lazy to give me freckles
We were 15 and lust driven amnesiacs
Dissolving our flesh with cheap gin in your tree house
Throwing pebbles at the sky hoping to shatter it
We were an epidemic of the underdog prognosis
Playing encores to an audience of cowards
For some reason we’d always rush across rail way tracks
Metal bars quivering and our broken sneakers stumbling
We were branded in mistakes and embellis
For the love of birdsThree little birds pitch on my doorstep.For the love of birds3 months ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I keep them in a jar
nothing I have is truly mine.
I am only the lonely,
waiting for it to come back to me.
Breaking EvenBroke her heart.Breaking Even1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Broke his nose.
are my words poetic enough for you?maybe not.are my words poetic enough for you?1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
because i will never be the fire-hearted girl with remedial stardust lips,
dancing with the astral wolves that hunt beneath her moon-kissed skin,
with the courage to plant wilting lilacs into every crippled soul she finds.
but what if they were?
then i would be the ink blots coating the archives of humankind,
the fractured jewel tucked away in a catastrophic dragon's chest,
and the lyric every mismatched bone engraves into their marrow.