My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinMy Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Look at the wounds to know, where i've been
Throwing me against, my own walls
But I've learned to fly, when i fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface
And I know that I, I, I am not worthless
No matter how they break me, i'm unbreakable
No matter how they hurt me, i'm invincible
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding
When it breaks it goes on beating
I, I'll keep on keeping on
'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.
we could be like venn diagramsi fall down a lotwe could be like venn diagrams6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
and while i'm laying back to the ground, somewhat starry-eyed with both my palms slightly grazed, i've been reduced to trying to explain the size of the sky to you. this is what i do when i have other things i should be saying but can't cough up right now. instead i'm mumbling about how the clouds have been wringing the bright blues of the sky dry with sapphire ribbons of raindrops for days. or about when you meet me at the shore and send shivers down my spine, all i can think about is how the sky never ends. i want to stand up and explain to you that i like my lightning without thunder and that i want whatever it is that's beyond the horizons. i want to say that i stopped listening to the radio since you told me silence is a better suited soundtrack for falling in love and that my blood is rushing through my veins so fast that i swear you should be able to hear it. i want to tell you that it's just become completely obvious what i'm living for.
but it's autumn and i'
You Are LoveYou Are Love12 years ago in General More Like This
You are love. You are long fingers, microphone cord twined around them, black nails never ever chipped. You are dark eyes, with fire dancing inside to a waltz pace. You are that dance, that gentle rhythmic motion that tells little; it's neither a promise nor meaningless. You are the shining bands around your fingers, nobody knowing what they might mean or symbolize to you. You are the water that swirls below you as you walk the foggy morning streets, cameras' unblinking eyes watching your every liquid motion. You are the black hair billowing out behind you with that sudden twist of your hips, the kicking out of your legs. You are unpredictable always; one moment you have tears streaming from your eyes and the next you have a wide grin on your face and a laugh lighting those same eyes, now with eyeliner smudged in stark black around them, as if warning FRAGILE: HANDLE WITH CARE<
I Want YouI Want You13 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The night slips into early morning and a coldness slowly creeps in. You tempt me... Oh how you tempt me. I long for you to warm my body with your strong hands, once gentle hands that are now urgent, almost forceful in their exploration. Unforgetable hands, followed by soft, demanding lips that smooth the path of fire, left by hands that make me melt. Passionate lips, followed by a body that could fulfill all of my carnal fantasies, and do more than those lips, more than make me moan. I ache, deep inside, for you to cover my body with yours. A body that makes me tremble in anticipation of what you could do to me, of what you could make me feel. Should I make a move, I'm not sure. I want to but something holds me back. Invisible arms restrain me while my internal struggle continues. I'm wary, shy, and a little scared. I've dreamt of you. Should I stay with my dreams, in a relatively safe haven, or should I venture into the unknown, and test reality against the eroticism of thos
TestamentI want you to imagine something. It will hurt you, it will test you, and in the end, maybe, just maybe, you'll learn something.Testament6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Maybe, it will change you.
Imagine that each moment, every single moment of your life, is one filled with pain. Imagine that that pain has a life of it's own, and that every moment it's trying to consume you.
Imagine that you didn't used to feel that way, that you were normal and healthy, that life was perfect as far as could be seen, and the future was ripe for the taking.
Imagine the fear, the suffering, the sorrow, the knowing that your life, and the lives of those close to you were forever, irrevocably changed.
Imagine the fight each day, not just to get out of bed, but to move at all.
Imagine knowing that each day would only get worse.
Imagine knowing nothing could change it.
Imagine knowing that one day, you wouldn't be able to pick up your child, one day you wouldn't be able to drive, and one day you wouldn't be able to walk.
Now imagine LIVING with all
My AngelMy Angel12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moment I knew I love you
I knew you were heaven sent
I dreamed of you my angel
Before we ever met
Soon after the start
true love with you
i'd found in my heart
you're sweet and kind
and my love for you
will last a lifetime
I dream of your smile
and it takes my breath away
i want you
I need you
more than i could ever say
All my prayers were answered
when into my life you came to me
now I love you so much
and now your my everything
When I look at the moon
and see all of its grace
your still more beautiful to me
and you always put a smile on my face
Together we are
your always here with me
i'd travel no matter how far
your the one i love
and the only one for me
colour me beautifulMemories are the only thing that paint the moonless sky tonight, for this time is ours. Finally we have settled in to collect the pieces of our broken hearts and sew them on to the nights velvet canvas. A patch work of red hues soon lighting our lonely minds, turning our shattered thoughts into stars so numerous that not even the most brilliant light could make them fade.colour me beautiful11 years ago in Teen More Like This
The darkness has become one with us now, wrapping its breezes around us like the forboding wings of a raven. Soft and subtle, but still sharp enough to remind us that we are still breathing.
So colour me beautiful, colour me forgotten, finish attaching whats left of my heart to yours. We are mending what counts, we are leaving all that matters. We are building our stair case to the stars.
And if you fall, I promise to pick up your pieces. And if you fall, I promise to stay with you. And if you fall, I will fall with you. And if you fall...
We will burn out like shooting stars.
And if you fall....
Just promise me you w
meme13 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Over the past year, I have gone over and over in my head, who I am. Who I want to be. Who I have been. Insecure? Yes. Confident? Yes. Selfish? Yes. Selfless? Yes. Self-critical? Always. I have had a constant battle with myself since I can remember. I have felt on top of the world, powerful, loved, knowledgeable, creative, respected, admired. I have gleamed in my pride. I have felt at the bottom of the world, powerless, hated, ignorant, dull, stepped on, shunned. I have recoiled in my shame. I have gone back and forth with these traits, as people do, but all in all, I have moved forward. I have learned who I never want to be again, and I am learning who I am right now. And I know that who I become will be all the stronger. I have guilt, but no regret. I have mistrust, but no hatred. I have a heart--and I pray that it will never harden to humanity. I fear that it has already begun to at times, and that terrifies me. Because I love to love, and I despise hate; yet growing up ha
Letters to you--Once upon a...Letters to you--Once upon a...11 years ago in General More Like This
Our hearts were once stapled together.
Stapled like the holes in your jeans- never perfect, but it always worked out grand.
Friends said we were oddballs because of our bizarre ways.
Like how we watched Jeopardy and ate take out after nine...
Once we were perfect.
I remember the late night encounters with the sheets and our skin.
The times we said goodnight to the sun and hello to the pillowcases.
The times we made love with words and breath.
Followed by a foreign cigarette.
Once we were beautiful.
Yesterday, I did your laundry for old times sake.
I found spare change in the pocket of your stapled jeans, so I ordered a cappuccino with two straws.
Just like you did when all we had was nickels.----
Remember when we did laundry together for the first time?
You pushed me in the cart and you hit the washing machine.
I still have a scar from the staples... It looks like a heart.
Neat right? Your name is tattooed in the middle of it.
Once we laughed.
Anyway, I just wrote to tell you
What I Wanted To SayWhat I Wanted To Say12 years ago in General More Like This
What I wanted to say is that I think you're amazing. I think your smile is perfection, and every day I get to see it is another day worth living.
I wanted to say I love you, but I was unsure of whether or not you'd reciprocate. I wasn't certain that I was in love with you, but I wanted to let you know that it was possible.
I wanted to kiss you, to hold you, to taste your skin. I wanted to learn you through my lips, my tongue, my hands...
What I wanted to say was stay. I wanted to say come in for awhile, don't leave so quickly, we can talk. I wanted to be with you just a little while longer.
I wanted to ask you to leave her, to give me a chance, to read my mind, to love me back. I wanted you to know what I was thinking and to share that thought.
I wanted to run my fingers through your hair, rub your neck, take away all your worries. I wanted to know every part of you...
What I wanted to say was you make me smile, laugh; you make me happy. When I'm near you nothing else matters and I com
102834COLDSLEEP102834COLDSLEEP11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
perchance to dream.
time freezes shut of the heart-warming
of the folds of sunshine above the clouds
or angels and aeroplanes suspended in winter skies
by tensile-threads and vapour trails
in a fragile moment, these worlds held still
in the space between release of breath
i dream in silence,
like a king.
Save YourselfDear mommy…Save Yourself2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could have saved you.
I know you promised me you’d save yourself,
But I should have known you were lying.
I could have protected you.
I know you said you were fine,
But I should have been able to see all the tears behind your eyes…
The lies, I should have seen straight through them,
I should have known better than to believe you,
I should have known better.
I should have known.
I should have saved you...
I'm sorry Mommy.
I shouldn't have let you save yourself.
I've Never Touched YouI've Never Touched You9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've never felt your touch, but I can still smell your perfume.
It's done, the us-part of our lives; but not over. No. It will never be
over; you and I, me and you, we're still a part of each other.
What we had, which really was a never-was that could have been,
will stay in us until we die.
It's funny, though I've never tasted your skin, I can taste you
in my mouth. Your saltiness mixing with my saliva, making me thirsty.
I'm swallowing you and you're making me choke.
I've never felt your breath against my neck- You sleeping
that kind of peaceful secure sleep you can only have
with someone you love, but there's ghost warmness-of-you on my neck
and it's burning me, marking my skin and keeping me awake.
Even though I've never looked into your eyes and seen anything at all,
I can feel you staring at me. In confusion and wonderment. In why why why?,
I can feel you trying to change me back. But even if we're not over,
my darling one and only You, we're done. The you and I and me and you,
White Pills, Lights and LiesWhite Pills, Lights and Lies11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I always said from the start no one could save me. Not my parents, not the doctors, not myself. I didn't really want to be saved.
Four o clock in the morning, found lying on the floor of my bedroom, a breath away from death, with a bottle of pills scattered across the floor. So I had everything, or so it seemed to others. I just wanted to get away. It wasn't hard to take the pills. All I had to do was think of everything that made me cry, everything they did to hurt me. No one would have missed me if I were gone..
Sometimes hell seems more inviting than life. Maybe life is hell
They got the phone and dialled. Flashing lights and oxygen masks.
My life dangling on a string.
They fucking got me.
I woke up to the stench of disinfectant, and white reflective hospital walls. The room spun, and the walls closed in on me. I screamed and cried, no one came.
I couldn't believe I was awake; I didn't want to think that it had
The outcome of an inclineThe outcome of an incline11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Life flies by so fast when you're holding your breath. Things come at you so unexpectedly and you have to cope. never meant to hurt Some people are better at things than others. I'm not sure what I'm good at, but I know what I like to do. specializing in heart breaks
When you get older will you remember that song you sang with your best friend back in fifth grade? Or will you remember that teacher that called you "mousy" straight to your face back in 7th grade? Maybe you won't, what is important to you some people only remember the "important things"; but what are the important things? Do they differ from person to person? Is your first kiss going to be a special memory? or did your special moment suck as much as mine did?
Life's little lessons seem to repeat themselves; is it just to make sure we don't keep screwing up? What are the life lessons? I haven't learned any
Have you ever had a broken heart and felt like your world as you knew it was over? Do you actually think you're goin
savioursaviour13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sky was blank, grey. She stood beneath it, alone in a desert, a forest, a meadow, a place full of nothing and everything. The rain confused her; it muddled up her mind, sending her thoughts ricocheting around her skull. She did not know what she was thinking and when; it all mixed up in colours and sounds and the pounding of the rain against her shoulders. Her daughter the wind accompanied it in a perfect symphony of violence, its hollow whistling echoing through her ears but not touching her hair or the tentative bandage over her left eye.
Blood crept out from beneath it, curving like tears over her cheek. She felt so helpless, so lost in her newfound half-blindness, so vulnerable in her solitude in the rain. She hurt, she hurt so much - and yet she was alone. If I died, she thought, cherishing her thoughts as they were not broken like her words, nobody would know. Nobody would notice...
The thought made her numb.
"Rage," she whispered, and crumpled to the ground.
This is what
Watch Me, AlwaysWatch Me, Always11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I awoke to discover I was not dead,
instead the calm gratitude of warmth
touched my skin with soothing pleasure:
see here, and here, the softness clothes me.
This night approaching has no dark,
stark disturbance all long gone urbane
and, polished brightly as a pin, the light inside:
watch me climb, watch me always reach beyond.
I ventured long and close to find my sanity,
vanity slapped and chastened home
with bread and crisps worthy of eating:
hold disturbance dear and true.
This waking calm tickles as perverse,
inversely proportional, and always in step
and, breaking time in smaller segments, the light inside:
watch me climb, watch me always reach beyond.
I lie bewitched, in dazzlement confined,
refined and orderly as that pin
stuck in justification and mourning:
pleasure me or dispose of this harmony.
Torrin and his violinTorrin and his violin11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sing to me of sweet lullibyes,
as I lay me to rest,
safe and warm here beside you,
for even dreams get tired sometimes.
Wrap your voice around me,
soothe these ragged ears,
chase away the voices,
as I shed my silver tears.
Take me away from this place,
away from time,
the void of space.
Let it be just you and I,
even for a little while,
we will dance,
in our forever moment,
just for a little while.
Sing to me,
as we become one,
I will hold you close,
in our everlasting second.
If you wither away,
fade from my eyes,
your voice will live forever,
memories playing endlessly,
tugging the strings of my heart.
So lay me to rest,
safe and warm here beside you,
humming our lover's symphony,
watching as the years tumble by,
let us sing our forever lullibye,
you and I.
Torrin (c) Aya Braeden, art and poetry (c) Rose MoonFeather
...what your favorite song is....what your favorite song is.11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I wonder what your favorite song is.
Maybe we have something in common and we just don't know it yet but...
suppose there is a chance that I'm what you're looking for
and you're the same to me.
And hey, I bet you'd laugh at my jokes and
I bet I'd think your laugh is infectious and suppose that
maybe there's a possibility that we'd get along and
then maybe we'd have this connection that they say sometimes happens between two people.
And I wonder if we like the same bands and if
you like that part in The Wizard of Oz where the Wizard is revealed
to be nothing more than just a regular ol' guy,
proving that everyone has some kind of curtain around them
shielding who they truly are from the rest of the world.
But hey, maybe I don't want to shield my true self from you and
it's a stretch, but maybe...just maybe you don't want to shield your true self from me
and we just don't know it yet.
And who knows, but maybe I'd like who you really are and it's possible
that you'd like who I
:_code 'In Thought'#IFNDEF here:_code 'In Thought'11 years ago in Cyber Poetry More Like This
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Kiss Your Scars GoodbyeAs liquid regret drips down your face,Kiss Your Scars Goodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day, I promise they will fade into yesterday,
And be erased for the next tomorrow.
Your most frightening nightmares could transform
Into your most glorious daydream.
Remember to say goodbye to your tears,
Because once they leave,
It will be quite a while before they do return.
Darling, lift your sleeves,
And show the world that what was once hidden
Behind fear and lost emotions,
Is now exposed and ready to flee from your
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day…
I promise, they will fade into yesterday…
And be erased into eternal tomorrows.