MockedI'm the girl who is always mocked for how i lookMocked3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For how i dress
What music i listen to
I sit in bed and cry
Not because of what they say hurts
Because it does
But because I'm not appreciated
Wondering down a path
I try my best
But nothing works
I don't eat because I'm "too fat"
I listen to my music loud to block all the words
Those words that will stick in my head
Make me cut again
I don't want that
I just want to be freed
I feel so trapped
I cant explain it
I begin to have feelings for someone
They aren't ever mutual
I sit and realise
Once again my hopes are dashed
Its a vicious cycle
I've never been told how to love
I've never experienced it
I feel empty
Yet tears slowly roll down my flushed cheeks
Has taken hold of me
SolitudeI'm all alone in this lonely room,Solitude4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
looking for an escape from this very dull gloom.
Save me from this solitude that breaks my soul,
save me from this unhappiness that leaves my chest with a hole.
It's so sad to be alone,
it's so sad to be unknown.
This lonely world that we call home,
is nothing more but solidified boredom.
Thats why I need you to be there when I long for you,
I need you to be there when I heavily call for you.
I'm not asking for more than a little speck of your attention,
just be there to cure my desperation.
I'm just a sad little boy longing for the truth,
and you'll be the answer to my melancholic cure.
It wouldnt hurt you one little bit that I can assure,
all you have to do is sit there and pretend to be interested
in a way that I'll be allured.
You're the only thing that makes me feel alive,
you're the only thing that acts as my guiding light.
I'm just a sad little boy whose in his very dull room,
can you give me a speck of attention so I know I'm not alone?
The Beacon And The BugI was wishingThe Beacon And The Bug4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was kissing you
you were wishing,
this little thing
songs that make
me think of you
Cup of loveCup of love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where would any of us be without love.
I have rocked back and forth in my chair.
I see the things that matter most to us.
Planting seeds in a cracked surface.
You will be coming home soon to rest.
I count my heart beats on one knee.
The wind blows away my winters breath.
Saving your thoughts in cigar boxes.
I see smoke tendrils rising from my tea.
You and I are not so different.
Spring is creeping around the back kitchen door.
The earth is shedding its winter blanket.
Love is in the air.
Children laugh and women cry.
Candy store wishes.
Kisses stolen while eyes closed.
Dreams are coming true.
I see them all around me.
One last thing to do.
Count my blessings.
Mea CulpaSurely you seeMea Culpa3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just how wrong this is?
Even the streetlamp agrees;
it saw the whole thing -
in a stairwell,
only bricks for company.
Oh my hands found her
so ready and willing -
the fog of rapture
wreathing her head.
found her best parts
tucked in and plucked -
from her belly -
and took it
I made a god
left her smiling,
I wish...I’ve been sitting on your doorstep for three days.I wish...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here are the nothings I left under the mat:
i.I do not feel like a lion anymore,
an alpha wolf, a hyena or
any other strong-willed beast.
I want to take my scars
out to lunch,
feed them your eyes,
& your tongue
until it bleeds sorrow,
and “please forgive me’s”.
iii. You wish I never existed
as you grind those words
into my wrists like they are
red hibiscus blossoms.
& I’ll have you know
I am a flower, bloomed,
rooted deep into the soil.
You are just a combination
of 26 letters-
an “I wish…”
-You Don't Know Her-You hear the bell ring, gather your things and push into the crowded halls on your way to fourth period. You pause to say hey to a guy on your football team: you exchange high-fives and good-luck's for today's after-school game before saying goodbye and continuing on. Several yards off, she's standing in the doorway of her class: you don't see her. You almost never do, and sometimes she prefers it this way. You don't know that she's loved you since freshmen year. How could you? You've only spoken to her once, and she had been blushing furiously the entire time, glancing at her friends, afraid to be her usual loud, friendly self because your handsome face made her melt.-You Don't Know Her-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She wants to catch your eye, just for a moment. She peers through the throng of students, curiosity and longing lilting upon her heart-shaped countenance. She watches as you brush your golden-brown hair from your face, roll up the sle
The Reassurance of GreenIt was Ella's idea to hire a gardener for my mother's tulips.The Reassurance of Green3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I've been doing fine with them," I had said, a little surprised at the sudden suggestion. My sister had looked pointedly at the small patch of tulips that had previously encompassed the whole side yard. They were already dying, and the bulbs would have to be planted again soon. I had been planning an intense Internet search for that.
"I'd like to see you do better," I had muttered, but agreed nonetheless. I left the actual hiring to my sister, though.
Which led me to this moment, staring at a stranger on my doorstep and hoping rather desperately that there had been a mistake and he was not, in fact, the gardener my sister had hired.
"Can you… wait here, for a moment?" I asked the man. He nodded, clasping his dirt-encrusted gloves in one hand, and tugging at his ponytail with the other. I scurried inside.
Ella was supremely unconcerned.
"Who cares if he's dirty?" she asked, looking torn between amusement and exasperation. "G