Fragilei.Fragile6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wrote this for you.
i wanted you to know
that i am always
i burned my mouth on my coffee
and remembered the scorch of your lips
burning, stinging, lingering.
and i finally lost those ten pounds
that you told me i didn't need to lose
but i felt the need to be underweight
and at night, i curled my little self up in a ball
and thought of every part of me that
you could never love.
i guess a part of me always wanted
to be fragile.
you will never know how many times i saw you
in the backs of other men,
and i ran to them, calling your name
and they'd turn, confused.
they'd say, "Can I help you, miss?"
and i looked into their unfamiliar eyes
and wished with everything in me
that i could say yes.
"could you promise a certain boy
will see me again? because i seem to have
and I'd walk away disappointed
because that was the day I'd decided I would tell you:
you are the sunlight
streaming through my window in the morning.
i spend h
makeshifts and shooting starsdear diary,makeshifts and shooting stars6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if my calculations are correct,
this is day 24.
the number of circles i've walked
around sky-scraping hopes
in worn-down shoes
filled with sand and salt.
the number of makeshifts
i have learned to make from things
that once washed up on the shore
(just like me).
the number of songs
stuck in my head
that prevent me from
hearing the ocean.
the number of stars i count
before falling asleep.
i look up at the sky
and catch myself wishing upon every shooting star
that it's actually a man-made airplane,
coming to save me.
Kiss Me, Kill MeYour beauty, it's elegant, yet,Kiss Me, Kill Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's filled with nothing but deceit.
Your eyes, they show
it's just one big lie.
Your kiss, it's cold, sends
Shivers down my spine,
Yet, they seem so real.
Your smile, it shines brightly,
Yet, it's filled with darkness.
Your presence it's calming,
Yet, it's frightening,
I freeze up with time.
This all means one thing-
You're my end. So,
Kiss me, kill me.
Time once spent happily, but
It burnt away. And, I was
Blindly, foolishly miserable.
Hatred from you resides in me,
You haunt my dreams.. I want to wake.
Your lips, they whisper the truth,
and it is oh so dreadful.
Your formidable plan,
the places we gohe wrote to me:the places we go7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that he sits in the gutter and he
looks up at my window and he is
there and he is not and we're
okay and we are
he wrote to me:
your silence is not enough. and i
think your feet caught the dust as
you walked away. and i think my
mouth was filled with dust
as you walked away. and i couldn't
say wait and i
let you down again and. you just
he wrote to me:
learn the meaning of wait. and tell
it to me. sometimes the flies belong
in the kitchen and sometimes i forget to feed
the cats and sometimes i
forget to lock the
front door and close the windows
when it starts to rain.
he wrote to me:
will your eyes ever stop wandering? will
you ever see your elbows, will you ever
see your face in the light i see it? will
your watch start working again and will you
open your damn eyes and start seeing
what's right in front of you? but my
lack of direction is like a broken
steering wheel. my lack of direction is
a map torn to shreds and sorry mea
.Hmmm.I want to catch every falling star,.Hmmm.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So they'll never have to know what it's like to be me.
BrokenI'm broken from the inside out,Broken6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It all started with the heart,
Such a fragile organ, broken by the weakest of things.
Then it leaked to my thoughts.
They're a delicate wavelength, colored by your out look on the world,
Mine started with a rainbow array of colors, but slowly faded to a washed out gray.
After that, it tainted my eyes,
Oh, how they used to sparkle with thoughts of him playing behind them,
Big browns with speckles of big city dreams, framed by long lashes,
Now they're just mud puddles.
Lastly, my pride and joy; my smile.
It used to dazzle anyone from thinking anything was wrong,
It could have hidden anything from the world.
Now it's a wasted effort.
Maybe I'll get lucky and someone with a warm, patient heart will come by and fill in the cracks of my soul,
It's all a matter of how, when,
And how much more I can take before a total meltdown.
dispelled stardust.fragmented stars being stepped over by a girl with tea-cup toes,dispelled stardust.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she already broke them, she won't do it again,
and for every creaking floor board she hears a small apology,
she lies and tells herself she doesn't talk
because words are cheap,
it's really because speaking comes at a cost.
she is paying and getting nothing
but refutation in return,
it is better to be
than to be full of nothing but
so she traces her path
through scattered stardust
and broken hearts,
she cannot be out of line,
she cannot be out of line.
while she's doing her best to be forgotten, she remembers most
that ignoring the world won't make it stop,
she's running from the sounds, she's pushing them
of her head, because the resonance is like thunder in her ears.
eyes closed tight like fists and doors,
there's only one escape,
there's only one escape.
so she gathers up
the last pieces of all the things shes broken;
she cant fix them, so she
in a box, and maybe, o
Come Find MeYou'll find me where glass and flesh meet,Come Find Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where pavement and blood create a safe place to hide,
And reflections tell you exactly what you want to know like,
Why do we alienate ourselves when all we want is to reach out and touch something real?
And why is it so easy to get lost in space, but so hard to get away here on Earth?
You'll find me where love and hate are so similar it's hard to tell them apart,
Because we're all just so passionate in the way we live.
You'll find me where the stars aren't so far away,
And jealousy is just a word made up to be a placeholder.
dear meisha, come home asapyou shredded a million little fingertips.dear meisha, come home asap6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sucked the meat right out from under the filthy cracks
and didnt even leave time to chew
you up and down yourself, love. ow,
ow my bone marrow! youre making it sting
the way you're bringing cobras to my clavicle,
please dont please dont
stick me in the ocean with the orcas.
theyre so beautiful, but i saw what they
did to that seal, i said i saw what they did
to that seal.
and how i caught you stealing my nailpolish from my
underwear drawer, was like a machete through my
canvas, and this all goes back to the day i watched
that huskiwolf heave blood all over my turtleskin. hi,
my name's tori, and i had a dog, but it died. hi, my names
tori, and i had a cat, but it
Checkerboard And PlaidCheckerboard And Plaid6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's the type of girl who looks up at the sky and asks the clouds how they're doing,
And trips over her own feet trying to figure out the rhythm of her messenger bag against her legs,
And writes love notes in eyeliner to people she saw in the background of photos.
She's the type of girl with a checkerboard heart, that's enslaved to the words and the weather.
He's the type of boy that leaves note for people to find written on desks,
And listens to the ocean for advice about his view of the world, and asks the stars about his position on Earth.
He's got a plaid heart, and sets himself up for failure so he can appreciate the little things.
They never met, but they both have feet planted in the ocean, and their minds curled up with nebula.
Their perspectives speckled with neon lights to compensate for all the dark matter.
Pour un Jourmon coeur bat trop fortPour un Jour7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for you, feigning forever
l'amour qui est tienne
too much, too soon, too bad
tu as noircis mon sang
stained & shook with this fever
dont aucune pilule ne vient a bout
you're making your way into everything
matter is relativeI am loved as if lostmatter is relative9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and maybe only if
now I'm waiting on the anger
this distance has determined
the far away slow fade of friendship
just not mutual
how quickly you slipped from my grasp
and I from your memory
after everything I've done
were you ever really there?
but my only answers are
and a phone forgetting the sounds you make
I suppose those are
for the both of us
tread quiet, tread deepnight is the stale scenttread quiet, tread deep6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of collected breaths
leaving the light on
in spite of despising it
the almost never silent
and the body
hope is a half-truth
hope lies in hiding it
the days rest their weight
in the lines of your face
and they ache
skin's a scribbled-on postcard
sincere and unsent
and a memory's
where you left it
If you give a girl a heart...If you give a girl a heartIf you give a girl a heart...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she's going to need oxygen for it to pump, so
she's going to start breathing.
And then she'll probably scream, and
she'll want her mother's milk. After a few years
of drinking milk, her mother is going to get fed up with it
and start her on baby food
which will quickly be replaced by Cheerios while she watches cartoons
But if you let her watch cartoons
she is going to want every toy they show
on the commercials, and once she gets them
she'll want next year's line. Within a matter of years
toys won't be enough; she'll want video games
and trademarked merchandise
and name-brand shoes.
But if you take her to the mall for shoes
she's going to see the middle school girls
walking around with their boyfriends
and she's going to feel somehow that they have something she doesn't
and she's going to want one for herself
and everything is going to change
And she is going to want fashionable clothes
and mascara, and once she gets tired of them
she's going to
si tuan nyalang...si tuan nyalang8 years ago in Other More Like This
aku hentak kakiku di dasar jurang
jalang lang lang lang lang
sudah cukup terpuruk jatuhku ini,
masih juga kau terus mendorongku
mau diapakan lagi, tuan?
tubuh telanjang menggigilku ini?
salahkan lagi peluhku,
salahkan lagi igauku,
salahkan lagi laraku,
aih, matamu nyalang sekali, tuan..
kemana dunia pelangi dulu itu,
kenapa jadi sumur gelap begini?
dan kenapa kita tidak terbang seperti dulu,
kemana lagi aku harus jatuh untuk melayang lagi?
ahh tuan, maaf saya banyak tanya, matamu makin nyalang..
cukup kau selimuti aku,
cukup kau dengar ceritaku,
cukup kau sentuh aku..
(kalau tuan mau,
kita lewati dulu malam sepi berhujan ini,
lalu besok cari pelangi
kalu tuan tidak mau, ahh..
tinggal dorong aku lagi. dan ahh..
numerical ghost.sixteen-oh-one.numerical ghost.6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
dates like these snake down my back, meandering with the curves in my body. i had not the courage to get them permanently inked onto my skin, so every day i inscribed them with my biro. there were nineteen up to last week. each numerical sequence signified a day in which i fell more hopelessly, ridiculously, insanely in love with you. you never noticed the inscriptions.
when we slept, your body would be draped over my torso, your mouth hanging open upon my breasts. i could not even bring myself to chuckle at your unconscious expression ; it was too absurdly beautiful - an eccentric kind of beautiful. i could only listen to your rhythmic exhalations, your sleepy sighs, and the occasional moan that would reduce my heart to melting butter. your ghostly pale skin was accentuated even more so by the moon's light, radiating through the window. you appeared so breakable, in your deep slumbers. even my lips, that would lightly kiss your fingertips
some something sometimedon't get me wrongsome something sometime6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who I say
I am sick
and don't feel the drugs
like I used to
I am older
and sleep in positions
terrible things about me
(no precious light)
just to reap
come the summer
those backlit eyes
of falling snow
I have seen you
but not your
asphyxiation -c-f.asphyxiation -c-6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you always held me so tight, it was suffocating in every way.
the way your hands gripped at my waist,
the way you tightened your hold on my hand until my fingers were purple.
you always told me you didn't mean to do it,
you just didn't want to lose me.
[i think people say that too, when they see that a butterfly
has died from being captured in a jar, or from having its wings pinched.]
you rolled me over so we laid face to face.
quietly repeating my name, you said,
youre everything i was looking for when i wasnt even looking.
youre my one in ten million.
i dont know how to tell you that i dont want to be.
[my lungs scream
for the oxygen you wont give me.]
somehow i knew i'd never be okay with you,
i knew that you broke my legs before i knew how to walk,
and you ravaged my wings before they'd been unfolded.
and as you did this, you were saying
"i want you, i need you, i love you."
and i was thinking "stopstopstopstop."
Speckled StardustSuddenly I can see a whole new sky,Speckled Stardust6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now I can see the strings holding up the stars,
And the vanity of Saturn pulls my patience as thin as butterfly wings,
But I take note on how Jupiter carefully forgives it's mistakes,
Despite all the problems back home.
And now I can see that stars aren't all they're cracked up to be,
They cry droplets star dust that illuminates the sky in the strangest of ways,
And their light is from the cracks in their smooth, golden smiles.
7 postcards from an explosionpostcard 1:7 postcards from an explosion6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wish you were her.
i am afraid of a lot of things and i
would like to know where this is
going. (nothing makes me feel as safe
as your fingertips)
ive been searching and searching and
somewhere along the way I realized that
i am not lost and you are not home. and i
am not coming back.
you know, I used to think that I could get
over everything. but everything just got over
when she died, she turned white like a saint. i
could not look into her marble eyes and i
am afraid I never will, even though she is gone.
i look at you, then i look at me, then
i look at you looking at me. then i do it
again 47 billion times. i tell you I am
trying but i hope this never reaches you.
i want your flowers because i love you.
Gag ReflexYou're sorry?Gag Reflex6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't give your
self so much
Because there was
Sam moving down
to Michigan and
Jenny pulling herself
to ribbons and
grandma reeking in a box
in a room full of strangers
in familiar skin.
It wasn't the
the message that was
lost in translation
or the spectre on your
fingertips or the
"but" after the "beautiful"
You were always putting
in my mouth.
I won't swallow this time.
Emo-love poemI wait for youEmo-love poem9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hear me cry
To see me screaming
To watch me die
Maybe one day
But until then
Its in my hands
The tears are falling
Like the rain
Maybe one day
You will see
My tears are falling
What you mean to me
Each single breath
I breathe for you
Everything I think
Everything I do
better left unsaid.I couldn'tbetter left unsaid.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'cause I was
yanking at the
things to say,
lodged in my gut-pit,
and as the words
mounted I felt
my soul flail-
into a ball
like a spider
in a pesticide-
into what became
up-through my spinal-
on a neck
that wouldn't budge
when I should have
pathos as a punchlineand then, mid-rinse, it hit me.pathos as a punchline6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's something a touch more troubling
about quiet desperation
showing its face during the
familiar & commonplace.
weeping in the shower; fully lathered,
red-eyed in the mirror;
shaving cream scattered,
small cut crowning
a procession of teeth.
crying at breakfast;
full stack of pancakes
cooling on the table.
miserable at brunch;
spinach quiche crumbles
collecting on the chin.
it's a fully realized sadness
fit to laugh at, on the screen.
it's a swallowing despair
to bear in skin.