...i had a dream once....1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that the world
that meant there
so where does
HeartbeatI’ve twisted my skinHeartbeat1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like clay, to match
‘cause I can’t lie and say
“I don’t want to fuck you.”
Lately, every night
I’ve been feeling
A different heatbeat.
But her heart beats with
A different rhythm
Every time she opens herself up.
And every time she’s around
It’s like light kissing my eyes.
And I realize that,
Even with a pounding headache
And bottles, now only filled with
Sorrow lying by the bedroom floor,
I want to make breakfast together,
I want to mark down days on the
Calendar, I want to…nevermind.
It was probably just the shitty wine.
Gnarly KissesI once knew this pretty girl,Gnarly Kisses2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She was a ravishing element
of a rattling ugly old world.
She was a real beauty queen;
a ballerina and gymnast,
a dancer and a prancer,
a artist and poet,
a doer and a dreamer,
a tall cool glass of water...
The proverbial farmers daughter
Not that I would ever speak ill.
But, she could bend into places,
you wouldn't even comprehend.
She'd burnt a lot of bridges,
and toppled buildings down.
Left men standing at altars,
lived the life most dare not...
She'd lasted longer than others;
under the lights, behind the curtain,
on casting couches and closed doors
whom suckled off vanity and vice.
Oh my... She broke her mirror.
While cutting herself stoned blind,
swinging, flailing at reflections
of gnarly kisses on tangled flesh.
From the opening end of a scene,
One last pose of sweet repose
A last mad dash, a deep last gasp
One final scream, and a cut...
I once knew this very pretty girl
Oh no! She bled herself too well,
and out blew a beautiful light.
The kind of
What's happening to me?What's happening to me?What's happening to me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't even think
My life goes away
And I watch, paralized
Memories from years ago
Feels like it was yesteray
I though I had the world in my hand
Now I'm condemned
To live with myself
All so fast and indistinct
So much sdaness, pain, rage and disgust
In this life, so brief and confusing
From wich I can't escape
I always saw myself as free
I always wanted to win
Time went by and I realized
That I am enslaved by myself
There's nothing else to do
The Unknown Poet From Nowhere
85Five children, seventeen grandchildren. Still alone.858 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
MoodsMoods constantly changing.Moods2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mind is rearranging.
Feels like I'm under a hex.
Don't know who I'll be next.
One minute I am on high.
Next I think I may die.
Then I'm filled with apathy.
Next I think everyone hates me.
Then my heart starts to ache.
Next I have a nervous shake.
Then I sexually frustrate,
But I'm too upset to masturbate.
My moods have become a blur.
I quickly switch between me and her.
I can't tell who I am.
Am I me or am I Sam?
I don't know who I'll next be.
I'm dying for some consistency.
APH: N.ItalyxReader: RainSuch a cloudy day You were walking bored, through one park that was not far away from your house 'It's not as crowded as I expected' You looked around All these trees... That small fountain All the other days these details seemed so romantic, so lively, so bright But look at them now They kinda look so Miserable Is it because the sky is grey or just the fact that you were completely alone? Yeah All your friends were busy, the park was almost empty and you were single You always were ... 'And I will always be ' You left a sigh and you looked at some red roses nearby You slightly smiled at them, with sad eyes and went closer, but then one little pearly tear fell from the sky 'Of course it would start raining' you thought as you frowned You made a clumsy step backwards and then you slipped You could have hurt your back, but then you realized someAPH: N.ItalyxReader: Rain4 years ago in Romance More Like This
How fragile we all are.You have died a hero,How fragile we all are.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
much too young.
No time to see your body worn,
so youthful ,so strong.
No old age aches and pains,
no wrinkles or false teeth,
still handsome and so full of life,
even jokes upon your lips.
You have died a hero,
a place in all our hearts,
shocked and saddened at your passing,
How fragile we all are.
Now as the time passes,
your memory will remain
and as we reminisce your life
your image stays the same
You have died my hero
and although I'd like to scold,
one sad thought's just occurred to me,
you'll never see me old.
by Suzanne Karbach June 2014
LostI feel hollow, dead, cold.Lost2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
So empty, I can't even feel pain.
My heart seems to be made of ice.
Everything I do, say, mean, is cold.
But nothing changes.
I've stopped telling, explaining how I feel.
All I ever got were hateful words or ignorance.
I dont dare to talk anymore,
Because for everything I say, people hate me.
And nothing changes.
I dont know what I've done,
But by now, I dont know anything anymore.
I dont even know myself.
Who I am, what I want, where I go.
And nothing changes.
Voices in my head tell me to stop caring,
But I cant, and they scare me.
I dont want to go insane,
But where pain turns to ice, hope seems lost.
And nothing changes.
Im unable to quit my life and start flying away.
Im flying into thoughts, songs, words...
But everytime I open my eyes it has gone worse.
And I wonder how I go on, day after day.
And nothing changes.
I cant warm my soul, not even right now.
I switch between pain and a numb feeling I cant explain,
And nothing else matters anymore.
But I kee
Bad Karma.Deceiving the world? Too easy!Bad Karma.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deceiving self? Too hard!
Damaged GoodsDuct tape fixes anything,Damaged Goods8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
DisappointmentDisappointment2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just a word.
That fits me
Is a word
No place in this
I am sorry.
I am sorry
for not being
for not being
for not being
I am sorry
To everyone I've
I am sorry
That I'm just a
A Chance?A Chance?A Chance?8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
If noone gives you a chance for a long time,
then when you are finally given one,
most of the times, you gonna fail.
And you'll ask for a second one,
but you don't deserve it,
because out there there are many like you
still awaiting the first one.
Don't Ask For A Chance, Demand What You Need.
(iii) Daybreak 'When you held onto me like I was your little life raft,(iii) Daybreak2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
please know, that you were mine as well'
- Snow Patrol.
We walk along the streets of town together, hand in hand, as the November sun lazily begins to rise. Daybreak. The perfect time of day to walk to the coast, the morning untainted by the weight of the day, the delicious crispness of day’s youth greeting us. Slowly the day breaks apart in our hands. The full, dark clouds looming threateningly in the distance forced us to don our raincoats this morning. Reimi is sensibly carrying her multi-coloured umbrella in her free hand, her weapon of choice against this unpredictable Irish weather.
Just like an umbrella rebounds rain off of its canopy, Reimi has learnt to deflect her worries and fears. She no longer allows her problems to overwhelm her. She has put
LossI tried to grasp your soulLoss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I leaned in for a kiss
But your heart is there no more
How can I live like this
You tried to carry the world
But your arms were too weak
I would've help you carry on
We could've been “Beauty and the Freak”
Just like a concrete wall
You wouldn't let love in
But you had a weak spot
A place where you were thin
And when the sky was too sad
We used to watch it cry
You used my shoulders instead
Did as you pleased just for the night
For I believe I can still catch your soul
I will steal another kiss
Until this sadness is no more
Can I be happy like this
So when you were out in the world
Because your arms were too weak
You could've just give me call
I’d be there in a heartbeat
I promise this is the last one
Even though I don’t want it to end
Now I know we are really done
Rest in peace, my dearest friend
Best FriendsNo matter how weird you can beBest Friends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they will always love you
No matter how much you suffer
they always make you feel loved
No matter how stupid or silly you can be
they will always join you
They will always make you feel
They will always be there for you
Even when you don't want to smile
they will make it come out
And no matter the distance they always
Cowboy AmericaxReader Thanks, Sheriff (Prologue)Cowboy AmericaxReader Thanks, Sheriff (Prologue)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I usually love history class. I mean, it’s only the best class of the day. But today I just wasn’t feeling it. We were learning about the western expansion and the frontier days in the early United States. You would think that that would be an interesting topic, but not so. Who wants to learn about dirty men who killed each other over gold? Not this girl, that’s for sure! Apparently my teacher noticed my lack of interest in his lesson because he asked me to stay after class.
“You wanted to see me, Mr. Simpson?” Rhetorical question. Of course he wanted to see me, why else would he have asked me to stay?
“Yes. I couldn’t help but notice that you didn’t seem very interested in my lesson today, [Name]. Are you sick? You didn’t say a word all class and usually you have more today and usually you have more to say than I do. What’s up?” I hated worrying Mr. Simpson. He was so cool. I just sighed. I knew th
30. Under the Rainit's really coming down hard out there,30. Under the Rain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lightning, thunder, everything.
only it's the wrong month
(july -- utah has trouble aligning weather and seasons)
but i don't mind.
i'm listening to music --
you could say i was floating in it,
it's rather late (well, early -- 12:30 am)
but i don't mind.
listening to music. i wish i could write the words
they're not my words, they're jack johnson's.
no, i don't wish i could write the words.
i wish i could write what his music
feels like. sounds like.
it's coming down hard out there.
but i [really] don't mind.
The BusinessmanThe Businessman1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you.
I don’t see you, but I hear you.
I hear you breathing from over here.
I hear your nostrils flaring
and your lungs gasping.
I hear your eyelids flickering,
your eyes darting around the room,
and your tear ducts watering.
I hear the scattershot heartbeat,
as if it’s trying to escape your chest.
I hear your stomach gurgle like it’s
being beaten to death.
I hear your hair standing up on end,
and your pores flooding with sweat.
I hear every cell in your body
crying out in unison.
I hear them screaming, “Help me.”
Which is too bad,
because I’m the only one listening,
and I don’t even care.
take my hand....I raise my headtake my hand....1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stretch my neck
as I reach out for you.
Trying to grab on to you
keeping a hold on you.
But your grip loosenes
as you lost your care.
You dropped us together
both slowly falling
into the pit of despair.
ClutterThe sounds of me whispering, I love youClutter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Muted, I stand there, alone
Wandering across the field
A hole, to walk across
On a wooden plank
Dangerously, on the edge
Seeing a soft landing
Of a dozen clouds
All coloured pink
- Just for three little words
The X TaleThe X Tale2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
back in time,
He ruined our lives,
he stole our pride
Enslaved us all,
like soulless beasts,
He used our flesh
for his own needs
We couldn't fight,
We couldn't stand
and all we knelt
on the blue blood.
But soon they came,
Enough to win
the earth was shocked,
The fire they used
A giant hole,
they're pushed inside,
Ellords, they sealed
the gates outside
And then it came
an endless storm,
No fire left,
Again we start,
like new born babies,
the line of ages
Our flesh worn-out,
Oooh, How we bleed!
Our life shortened,
We born weak.
Ellords will help,
a new beginning,
Ellords now splitting.
The earth is changing,
We shall follow,
Ellords now 'r' gone,
yet, no sorrow
We also split,
like the Ellords,
We fight each other,
count no cost.
And cloudman's watching
They have observers
Also a few,
Changings - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 13Changings - PewDiepie Fanfic Ch. 132 years ago in Drama More Like This
If she had ever wondered what it felt like to be a prisoner in her own home, Jennifer soon found out. Her close call with Pewdie had made her realize it wasn't safe to roam around the castle any more, and that the dark chambers of the barracks offered much more safety; at least from being seen. She confined herself to the lower levels of Brennenburg, which mainly consisted on the dungeon and the storage barracks. Jennifer was careful to stay clear of the dungeon, where the Gatherers and Barrels were plenty, so that left her with only the barracks to explore. The repetitive shelves and crates of the barracks were nothing special to look at, so Jennifer usually found herself huddled in a dark corner or napping on a low-hanging shelf. Needless to say, life for the rock girl became really boring really fast.
Boredom was just one obstacle to overcome. With each day that passed, Jennifer grew more and more anxious. Being kept away from the love of her life was tearing her a