I Am Your Clockwork DollLay me out on the table and open my eyes,
Peel back the skin and reveal my porcelain heart,
Like a clockwork doll, made in secret from the mountains,
A lock is encased in its center,
And the key was lost long ago
Given to a man of a name I've never known
You play music of the sweetest notes,
Stories of love and devoted trust
Love I don't deserve
Love I can only give away
What a truthful night it has been for this doll,
Every heart spoke its truth,
And she nearly cried from her shock
So much love and care,
From those she's never met never known
Her crystal blood flows freely now,
Warming up her ceramic skin,
Her glass lips shining,
Her bright eyes sparking,
You all have awoken me, once more.
I'm just the clockwork doll brought down from the mountains .
Basking in the unimaginable, unexpected love of your words.
Don't Let Me Fall / Just Hoping / In This DarknessIs it true?More Like This
Or is it exaggerated lies?
Can it be real?
Or it something misunderstood?
I just hope,
That if it's true you'll help explain,
Because here I am wondering at your name,
Just hoping that you changed.
Babe, I'm stuck so far deep within this darkness,
I can't see any light and I need to know the truth,
Please don't turn away,
I need you to prove to me what is real,
I just don't see a way,
Out of this terrible decay,
And every moment spent,
Of a love so deep,
So deep within this darkness I still hide,
Knowing that I'll never see the light…
And every hand reaching out to me,
Telling me theirs is reality,
Makes me want to scream and turn away,
Because I could never believe a word they say…
Babe, I'm stuck so deep within this darkness,
Just hoping that they're wrong,
Just hoping it was a misunderstanding,
And I'm not crazy for loving you…
Babe, I just wish that I could hold some proof within my hand,
Because your stories seem so wild,
So wondrous and to a child,
A Wild AnimalSlowly the angel stood,More Like This
Watching his wild lover shake,
Her mind tormented by two separate souls,
One wild, one tame,
Both to fight for their own name.
Chained to bedpost,
Clawed hands bound behind,
Her hair fell across her weary face,
Her eyes burning with fire found in cats alone.
Crouching near her panting form,
He brushed her hair from her face,
A small smile twists his lip,
And his eyes trace her shivering skin.
"What do you want from me?!" She whispers hatefully,
"What are you going to do? Destroy me like the others of my blood?
"I never knew you hunted my kind!" She spat at his feet,
Her teeth glaring in the bedroom light.
The angel reached for her jaw,
Gently cupping her face,
He looked into her eyes.
"I wish to tame you.
"And to love you.
"I wish for you to see the pain you are causing yourself,
"And I wish for you to listen."
Startled and scared,
Wary and untrusting,
Her heart pounded in her veins,
The thrum of their heartbeats combined in her ears.
For one mom
Love like Saphire LightningHidden trails and wooden pedestals,More Like This
Whispered secrets and shivering promises,
A finger brushing her hair from her face,
A voice deep and wonderful to the core.
Like the sun grinning through the mossy trees,
The crackling leaves surprising her senses,
The scent of lust heavy in their breath,
And the taste of true romance on their lips.
His hand on her waist,
He pulled her close...
Chuckling as she turned, arching her neck for her request,
Trailing kisses on her ivory tone,
Every pause evoking shivers in her desire,
His eyes like the warmest promise,
The color brightened and heightened,
His voice a waterfall of ebony crystal,
His touch like sapphire lightning.
In their secret circle, unbeknownst in the setting sun,
Unsatisfied sighs quivered on their tongues,
As they knew love like this,
Was more rare than any known.
Whisper a prayer for the spirits of celestials,
As star-crossed as they do become,
Hoping to one day be completely consumed,
In their burning love for the one carved b
How Dare The FoolSpitting hate burning my tongue,More Like This
Clenched fists believing in ghostly strength,
Nails biting pinked crescents into my palms,
The anger stirs and tenses,
She gathers her energy from behind my eyes,
Tinting everything red and hazy….
My head tilts forward,
My eyes singe any unfaithful soul in my sight,
And I feel my teeth grind,
My voice carrying hateful, malicious words of revenge, retorting and twisting every misdirected phrase,
Clawing the air with electrifying negativity…
How dare he,
How dare he,
How DARE he say such things to my kin, my family…
Taking short, unfulfilling breaths,
I raise my gaze to search the crowd of unconcerned idiocy,
And see the crown of my treasured human…
Somewhere beneath this crimson haze,
I hear the slow chant, "Kyubbi, Kyubbi, Kyubbi….I need...him…"
His name circles my mind uneasily,
And the voice of the fool draws back my insanity,
Instantly I have left, and she takes over again….
This anger overcomes me, my skin shaking and hurting,
Her frustration is so
A Therian Curse or BlessingWhen I'm near you,More Like This
And close my eyes,
I can feel my claws,
My phantom tail weighing on my spine,
The twitching ears perked,
The flattened ridge above a small nose,
I can imagine everything,
And it feels so weird and amazing and startling and perfect in the same second.
She may have called me a freak, but what I am is more than that.
I am not human, she cannot call me that much for my spirit.
I am feline trapped in a human masquerade,
My slitted irises burning under frosted glass,
And as I close my eyes,
And let you trace my jaw line,
Let you pull back my hair and chuckle,
I'm stuck between two worlds…
One is telling me it is better to shrug off this human skin and be my true self.
The other is telling me that I was meant to be yours in this way,
that I am stuck between two worlds to befriend you…to be here for you and you for me….
For if I was truly feline, I would not be able to speak to you.
I would not be able to laugh at your jokes,
Or play with you the way
Please....Remind Me...Falling through their split-laced curtain,More Like This
Their venom-gilded web,
I extend my hand towards their bitter cackling,
Trying to hold on to my existence .
They are my blood,
They are my family,
But every glance is two-faceted,
And every remark is double its original worth.
They will never accept me,
They will never understand,
And the metallic sharpness,
Creates acid from their lips,
And the stinging denial,
Gives birth to underlying hatred.
I dance between both worlds known to me,
But I'd prefer to be in only one.
I lie through my teeth daily,
I put on a show and pretend,
And I constantly remind myself I am stronger,
I will survive their sickening trials .
If I know that I am stronger,
That I can do this until I am free,
Then why do I find myself holding myself together at night,
Crying in the corner of a chilled shower tile,
Wondering why I never feel like I have a future,
Where they will accept me for what I am doing and have been doing
Thoughts of FlameWhen your lips touch mine,More Like This
A fire builds inside,
Forcing me, reminding me,
How much I need your touch.
You ignite my blood,
And scar my neck with tempting burns,
I fear if too much is revealed,
Your love will disintegrate my soul.
Please try to understand,
that you are what burns my thoughts at night,
You are mine, and everyday, I become so much closer to losing my name,
Sweet, tempting, smirking man, I crave your special touch.
Hold me closer, still,
With every thrum of your heart,
My flame grows brighter until,
I become fire itself.
Drifting MemoriesPulling covers over chilled shoulders,More Like This
Closing my eyes to the setting sun,
I feel my lips pinch in a small smile,
As I remember everything about you that makes my days special.
Every moment spent, every text sent,
I smile, knowing that you are mine,
And I sleep into dreams of holding your hand,
And kisses in courtyards,
Darkened rooms and bleachers,
Special memories take my hand,
And guide my heart to the reasons why I need you.
As long as I can dance the dance of both worlds,
Tread that fine line and remember my lies,
You'll be mine, and I'll be yours.
No PDANo PDA,More Like This
If only they knew what it is like to love someone forbidden...
We cannot love at home...
We cannot love at school...
Where are we to hide our affections?
The shadows I suppose,
will keep our secrets faster than that of spiteful teachers' lips...
If only they knew what it's like to need someone you cannot possess...
To have an unpredictable foundation of life,
Knowing, that if caught, everything would fall...
At least where they can see,
I am fighting for something of worth,
to love both worlds known to me...
At least where they can see.
What I want to say to my Dad...You lied to me,More Like This
but I'm older now
and I'm not buying baby
demanding my response
don't bother breaking the door down
I've found my way out
and you'll never hurt me again...
Um hello?Yeah i have no idea what i am doing so first i would like to say hello, My name is shannon and my REAL friends are few but they are the best, they are Sabrina (RavensXGirl), Abbie (Bubzygum) and Chloe (Kaicero). I know i am not good at art so please no haters. If you want to see real art go to my friends websites ^_^. I am new to all this computer stuff and i am kinda new to this type of website. Hello again cuz no one really reads what i write so yeah..... i dont know how to put up pictures so it will take me awile... yeah....bye...More Like This
BulimiaI put my head up,looked at the mirror.More Like This
"Look at you",I said.
"Your eyes are red of crying,
Your face blushed of pain,
You have a scar on your hand,
Thanks to your teeth".
I really tried to be perfect,mama,
I really am trying.
Why do I keep hurting the ones I love?
And my heart is beating fast.
I think I am gonna fall.
Catch me,darling,don't disappoint me.
I need the smell of your skin on me now.
I love you.
My thoughts are lost in the paths of their perfection.
I am a stranger there.
And I was still looking at the mirror.
Talking to myself.
Staring at my own bulimic reflection.
"Look at you!You are beautiful even when you cry!".
I long for the days when my words were fullmy lips hung heavy under their weightMore Like This
but still the words poured out
relentless to their vessel
contemptuous, marked by disregard
so I pursed and stretched gracefully
with a smile that tore my teeth in two
ScreenedI park parallel to the gutter, turn the car off, and sit a moment. The engine ticks slowly cool and I watch a couple of cars pass by me and find spaces further down the street. My car is comfortable and quiet and I have forty-five minutes to kill before I should head to class. I pull the lever on the side of my seat so I can lounge back as though I am in Dad’s armchair at home.More Like This
It is overcast and the sun has only been out for maybe two hours. Everything looks greyer.
From my new vantage point, I can see a construction site about thirty metres in front of me. I wonder what they’re building—it looks very square, and as though it will be tall. Maybe a block of flats, but who am I to know? Flats would make sense. It’s uni students living here, mainly. House sharing and renting from folks who make money off the fact that people will pay more to be able to wake up later and get home earlier. Flats will mean more people in the same amount of space, which equals more mo
iii. three letters meant to burnmy friends don't know meMore Like This
like they think they do. i am a shadow on the back
of a raindrop, hanging on by a thread
and just barely, barely there.
(they don't seem to see that i fade; i brighten only when the
sun shines, and that's not often, here.)
i fall in love all at once.
i can feel it in my chest, an aching and a burning that
lights my limbs and curls my fingers
against my heart-line. i leave behind crescent-moons that move
the oceans in my veins; they come spilling out
my eyes and i do nothing but let the
aftermath cascade into chaos.
it is the least i owe myself, i think.
(i cannot love like they do: in all capitals, in italicized
tongues; it does not feel the same to
me. i am not here to scream
my feelings to the wind, and they do not want to be heard.
they don't understand that.)
some of them are artists.
some are poets. none of them are the
in-between state that is i.
(i am alone - not one out of a million, one
out of one. two. one half of the world, a starving artist
wake up slowThe Universe and IMore Like This
are in love.
She led me
to the lavender clouds
outside my window,
and in her palms,
like morning glories.
She poured me
a cup of coffee and
showed me how the
cream creates a supernova
until the teaspoon turns
and everything settles
into an even tan.
She showed me
the people beside us
and said, for just a moment,
we were a part of their lives
as we all sat at the red light,
a hole in the fog.
I can never stop
writing poems for her.
we mournful songwe are violins, rogues searching windMore Like This
with teeth and tongue; strings reeling
and savior, dear
you open cracks beneath us; feet feeling
for the solid space
and finding none but worry.
let the slow dust rest, settled in
on empty shelves and cold music boxes
we aren't meant to be remembered.
49. preservativesamber;More Like This
that you haven’t
done anything to
her slender white
but you might
to keep her
Elusive DefinitionsBreathe in, synthetic loveMore Like This
you are defined so many times over.
I'm sorry, love
we never get you right, always reaching
into shallow pools.
Bitlets 211I think she's on to that part of me,More Like This
breaking a branch, half of a salvage
and I didn't even have a chance
to say that I was a damaged package.
Snowsnow is falling to the groundMore Like This
dusting glitter all around
beautiful wonderful amazing found
sush hush quite no sound
dancing prancing through the sky
snowflakes falling from up high
swirling twirling in the eye
bold and dashing not ever shy
snowing snowing snowing now
keep on dancing they shall.
Dear Old StrangerI want to sit and tell a storyMore Like This
To the old man sitting alone
He sits on his bench
Yes his bench
He has earned it through the
Hardships in his life
Obstacles and challenges that he has overcome
I want to hear his stories as well
Be the audience to his life story
He's so lonely sometimes
I believe he just wants the odd companion
Or complete strangers
To hand over some of their time
Maybe make him feel younger
As he reminisces in youthful days
Sweet DreamsGo on lay your head downMore Like This
New things are to be found
Go on turn out the lights
Shut your eyes nice and tight
Think sweet thoughts my dear
Dreaming is nothing to fear
You'll soar away to higher places
Where you will see only friendly faces
You can run and just be free
That's all you need you see
So close those eyes to just dream
Run to where nothing is as it seems.
BoundlessMy heart knows no boundsMore Like This
To him, dear lover of my better days;
My heart has a piteous sound
When my dear lover is away.
It is a shame, I must believe,
That dear lover has never met my eye;
My own lover I never did see-
At least, “-not yet,” I must sigh.
Romance seems like a fairytale,
A beautiful dream for beautiful souls;
In my lonesome I imagine that male
As if it fills my virgin heart’s hole.
I have heard stories of romances fair-
Each one ends with a faraway gaze;
I watch the lovers and study their stares,
Anticipating when I can look that same way.
Romance is a game for fools-
May we all be one from time to time;
Nothing is more grand or cruel,
Heartbreaking, painful, or sublime.
Romance has a way with those
Who would rely on it to earn their smiles;
Even a broken heart recovers and grows,
For honest love is rare in short whiles.
A romantic heart is a silly one, true,
But is it not the most wonderful of all?
What is better for me or you
Than another’s arms
Do You Know MeI'm the kind of person you play bloody knuckles withMore Like This
You could drown in my tears and feed off my fears
You could look into my eyes and listen to my voice
Just to find that you've drank my poison just by breathing
I'm the one you want to be beside
But I'm the one you'll drown with
As the waves crash over, you'll hold yourself down
Just to die with me
Because I'm the kind of person you play Russian roulette with
You'll take chances for me
You'll light matches and drop them on gasoline around us
You'd burn for me
And as the oxygen gets sucked out, you'd fall for me
I'm the kind of person you'd crawl on your knees for
Cry for, die for, lie for, try for
I'm just that kind of person who doesn't want that
But you can't hear me say it
I'm the kind of person you'd go to hell for
When I just want you to walk through heaven with me
Fix-ER not Fix-EEI take guys like you and make them better than before.More Like This
I take them and mould them into somethin' more.
I bring out their best, the best version of "you"
I add confidence and hope and optimism too.
And when I'm quite done, and they're all sorted out-
They realize they're better than me, certain, no doubt.
And then they all leave. Egos high and empathy low.
And I go back to myself, it's not fair, I know.
But I have that effect on them, these boys of mine
Who use me for my talents and dump me when they're fine.
And I let them do it. I never turn them away.
Suppose I like being needed, who cares if they stay?
I'm the hero here, fix-ER not fix-EE,
Who cares if each time I lose a part of me?
Don't Cut What You Can Untie"I'm sorry."More Like This
The silence unravels,
Spooling between us like the
I used to tie around my pinky
I feel where I used to embroider
On the cartilage of my ribs,
Years I stitched into a
Before he stole my thread.
A descentI'm losing, crashing, fallingMore Like This
I can't find me anymore
And I'm sitting with these labels
Not caring I'm the whore.
I've said it once
I'll say it twice
It can't be wrong
if you're feeling nice.
And the guys keep on coming
Lined up just for me
To lie on the bed
for an hour or three.
And I stay low floating
Not trying to be present
Close my eyes and do it
UntitledDo I hate her because she's so much like me?More Like This
That I see we're so similar, equally empty?
We both write useless-rant-filled-crap for attention-
Then go on to preach about suicide prevention-
While simultaneously updating our wrists with clean cuts
and goin' behind all their backs to be good little sluts.
Whores in their bedrooms, model students in their school-
Dead on the inside, Outside stone cool.
Like repels like, it's opposites attract.
Is that what about her that makes me retract?
Can you blame me for hating her? Another version of me?
A distorted mirror I can judge freely.
Long NightsLocked away in a dark room againMore Like This
Head spinning round and round
Where'd the ground go
Cause I'm falling down again
Chilly hands slipping and sliding
Trying to get a hold
But there's nothing but darkness
Falling end over end
It's lonely and it's cold
Thinking about the past and the future
Dreaming about bloody wrists and sealed lips
When does it ever end
Did I ever whisper to you
About when gravity doesn't exist
And I float to the ceiling
And my tears never hit my cheeks
Why does it rain upside down
From the ground up to the clouds
All we get is pain and hassle in return
From all the work and broken fingers
Please hold me in the dark
Kiss my neck because your lips burn
And that's the only thing that keeps me warm
And your hands are the only things that hold me together
My bodies got a fever
My nerves are shutting down one by one
I'm so tired and my demons wake up at night
It's hard to let go of the things I can't change
It's like it's all carved into my soul
Like I can't stop breakin my
UncircledEyes wide openMore Like This
Eyes wide shut
Life is too short
To be counting old cuts
Slip on the rings
Slip on the fingers
Dig deep with little teeth
As the red light lingers
The air is too tight
It presses in close
Tight fists constricting
Stepping on toes
A one sided mirror
Test subject all alone
Running into walls
Crying for home
Old voices whisper
Old friends turn away
Listening to silence
Because they have nothing to say
Black and white
As their breath hitches
Muddled up mind
Asking so many questions
With so little time
The past is the past
And you've bled a lot
Close your eyes
And tell yourself you forgot
You're the last patient
In this hospital for souls
The white walls are red
And your heart is stone
Pick up the daggers
And pick up the nails
Break open your heart again
And pray you don't fail
Remedy For MemoryWho needs sleepMore Like This
Its a demon in disguise
Who needs sustenance
Its a poor little liar
Who needs to remember
Its all just a dream
Why so many questions
Unraveling at the seams
Shhhh, be quiet
You'll wake up the dead
Shhh, shut up
You'll wake up my head
Does any of it matter
No not really
But so much betrayal fills in the blanks
All my responses end with a sarcastic Thanks
What was I doing
Just bleeding alone
What am I doing
Just looking for a home
Will you cry little child
Will you run to your Mother
What will she do for you
She's a burnt down cover
They all failed you
Daddy left you home alone
They all tugged at your sleeves
Their touch breaking your bones
Run to find a remedy
While you wish you were just a memory
There is too much sensory
Its a dead melody
She wants to play with metal
She wants to settle
With blood running down her cheeks
She cut her hair today
Wonders if they see
What she's hiding away
Its been years
Since she watched it all disappear
If You Ever WonderedSwallow it awayMore Like This
All the things she didn't say
Choke it down like pills
Before the blood spills
I'm so afraid
I'm so messed up
I'm so sorry
She stop talking
Finally she shut up
We can get some peace and quiet
She breaks things with her words
She splits ears with the thoughts she has
They don't understand
They don't get it
Why does she even care any more
Again and again
They overflow at night
When all she can do is fight
All the blades and the flames wait
And she loses faith
When will it end
These golden days
Because doubt creeps in
It seeps in
Like water through the cracks
Or into a sponge
Sick of the pain
But it comes in waves
And it stays in close
This is a grudge match
The scars are ugly
And some still bleed
And her throat is so rough
She can't tell you what she needs
Just sit down
But she can't for long
When she's a
Perfect ImperfectionsSociety paints a picture of being perfect,More Like This
We as humans look up to that standard,
and then look down upon ourselves.
At a young age we're told what we have to grow up to be.
The 'perfect' woman with the 'perfect' body and that 'pretty' face.
But how can we allow our children to grow up,
and wish to be 'perfect' if it's not in their genetic code.
Society paints this picture of perfect,
as having flawless skin and a perfect bust,
with that happy family and a man that provides.
Of having a boy and a girl,
With that white picket fence and a catalog home.
But how can we live up to this?
If that actress that promotes flawless skin has been photo shopped,
And that girl with the perfect body went through 13 surgeries.
Teens today commit suicide upon not fitting that perfect image,
They starve themselves to get that thigh gap,
they turn to drugs to try and numb the pain and
they mutilate their skin because they don't fit in.
Teens make fun of each other because we ha
Lucifer's Rosary...Lucifer's Rosary...More Like This
Roszhelia loved the blackened rose
despite its veil of thorns....
No one else but her knows
the burden of such scorns
yet with such at wake
she knew his kindred soul
and how for her sake...
he would give his whole
Cherished her friend
even as the butterflies fade...
until the very end
where promises were laid
to be silently broken
their meaningful token
She looked out window as if in despair
she brushed through the fringes
of her pallid gold hair....
she sighed in silence
she strayed from guidance...
she closed her eyes
to feel the night..
she saw through their lies...
its devious light
she felt something slide down her face....
its warmth darkened the paled frill lace
she smiled in its pitiful wake....
SHATTER MEI live in aMore Like This
dancing to a beat
I don’t even see;
I cling to the
our midnight rendezvouses
and butterfly kisses,
I want to be alive
strings that grace
as well be my
I feel your
your words soak
through the fog
I want you to
break me down
nothing more than
piano keys and
I’ll be born
again in the light
of your eyes,
Devious Journal Entry1. Who are you in a relationship with?More Like This
My partnerd mysterythought
2. The date you got together?
June 18th, 2012!!
3. Where/how did you meet?
We met at school when we were tiny baby freshmen children in 2011 but we started talking through this website because we were both nerds.
4. What did you think the first time you saw them?
I thought they looked like an interesting person and I wanted to talk to them and I had the tiniest feeling that they would be a significant part of my life but I didn't know it would be THIS MUCH..............
5. Is your partner your best friend?
6. If you and your datefriend broke up, would you still wanna be friends?
7. On a scale from 1-10 how good looking is your partner?
8. Who asked who?
I asked who!!
9. Do you talk a lot?
We used to barely talk at all and then something weird must have happened over the summer of 2014 because now we talk so much.