She went home
To lie down
Onto her bed
Staring up at her ceiling
What it be like
To fall in love
For the first time
She's Slipping AwayHer blood
Is the river
She’s slipping away
She couldn’t live
Of the pain
That grew heavier
Her heart turns frail
She’s gone forever
First Steps in AutumnYour walking on the leaves now honey,
Watching the cars drive by on our street.
Crunch, crunch under your bare feet,
You giggle thinking the sounds are funny.
Smiling up at me, waiting for a response,
I smile back at you with warmth.
My camera is running to catch this memory,
Your first steps outside in Autumn.
You look up in the sky to see the clouds,
Then look back down at your feet.
You feel the wind blow your skirt around,
Wishing you could fly, but you keep it a secret.
Coming up to me for a hug and a kiss,
I put my camera down to grab you.
I pick you up with all my energy,
And I say to you, "Your perfect, just like this."
UntitledIt is torture to watch your eyes wander
The beauty they hold is much stronger
I am strong but weak when I feel less
I want to fix myself and not be a mess.
I never meant to get this way
My mind has been blank and I've been tired
I regret every day I am like this
I should remember this is how they are "wired"
Can't control what he feels for them
Young and pretty, full of energy.
But I am feeling broken, and unwanted.
I crave for compliments.
I do feel loved by him, and I feel his warmth
But I want the words he gives to them
The excitement that they bring
I want to bring to him again.
Is it that I have gotten old, and not a new look?
Do I need the makeup, the new clothes?
Work out more, be more, show more?
To get the compliments that he gives them?
Will being thinner, and wearing make up bring
The compliments that I have been waiting for?
Or would it be a waste of time
And he will just go back to his own thing?
I love him and never want to leave him,
I want him to be happy, even if he ha
remind me how
you remind me how to feel
you remind me how to tear
reminding me the fear
as you pull away my peal.
leaving me naked and cold
you remind me of the guilt
sitting here alone to mold
feeling my self wilt.
you remind me of the nothing
you gave as you pretended to care
those words you used to sing
listening while unaware.
you remind me of a disease
hard to cure but there is a way
just no guarantees
either I survive this or I'll decay.
you will survive because you have no soul
luring me once with your dark eyes
bringing me towards you like an magnetic pole
i can see behind your disguise.
Body Taken OverI am not feeling well
Going to have to puke
My head swell
Should have read a health book.
That I might die tonight
Made the wrong choice
Losing all my sight
And even my voice.
Getting harder to walk
So I just seem to fall
No way for me to talk
Have no time to stall.
I just lay here
Waiting for death
No one knew I didn't heal
My body taken over by meth.
I couldn't even write a letter
To say goodbye
But once I leave I will be better
I needed to die.
Liked to TeaseCrying myself to sleep once more
How much of this can I take?
Did you need to call me a whore?
They said falling out of love is a piece of cake.
It is now too hard to believe
That I can't stop these tears
Why was I so nieve?
Did I need to tell you all of my fears?
Now I am stuck
And you got me in your palm,
I am left with no luck
Its hard to stay calm
You always liked to tease
Then put me down.
Wish I knew you were a slease
So I wouldn't have wasted my time in this town.
But it is now way to late
And I need a gun.
Can't take away the date
But I can take away the sun.
I need the darkness,
To feel free from him.
No need to be in this mess,
It is time for my life to turn dim.
hyenas make the best lovers.i need to stop looking
for death in every body
my fingers touch.
i have been force fed
old lovers, & slices
of the moons lying dust
i am messy poems;
i am fractured confessions.
i am laughter
my jaws ache
with the taste of
i am still hungry.
give me your sugar;
I will share my breath.
you are still made of starstuff,
& i am no longer caged.
SMIH ONE PIECE ACE
You and four other ladies now held the chopstick in your hands, one of you held the red chopstick. You had hoped that it was you, because it would mean a hell of a lot to you to actually win for a change. Your top choice to pick out of the remaining guys was Ace. He was such a hottie! You scrunched your eyes closed and slowly removed the stick from your hands, you slowly opened one eye and saw that it was indeed red! You had finally gotten a win!
"Congrats," Sanji applauded as he handed you the anorexic purse. You quickly reached your hand inside and felt around until your hands touched something hard and wooden. You pulled it out and saw that your item was a match! Although slightly confused, you had a good idea who had this item. Though, you still wanted to make sure...
"Who put a match in the purse?" You called out, hoping that your hunch was right. Whitebeard noticed your item and nudged his sleeping son awake. "Hey, boy. Wake up, a girl picked your item." The groggy bo
Zoro X Reader Greatest Fears
"EEEEEEEEEEK!" You screamed, jumping on to a chair, your nightgown wrapped tightly around your body. Upon hearing your scream, Zoro busted through your door, swords drawn and looking for intruders.
"(Name)! What's wrong?!" Zoro shouted, looking to you to make sure you weren't hurt. Your face was red from all the screaming you did, and you had tears threatening to pour out of your eyes. You were genuinely scared, you had just come into close contact with a monster!
"Sp-Sp..." you stuttered, Pointing to the underside of your bed. Zoro nodded and sliced up your bed into tiny pieces, exposing...a large spider?? A sweat drop appeared on Zoro's face as he stared at the eight-legged creature. You made another high pitched squeal as it began to move toward you.
"Kill it Zoro! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!" You screamed pointing at the ugly thing. Zoro stood and sheathed his swords one by one, not adhering to your pleas. He gave you a scowled look, but you continued to sniffle and whim
Letter to a former loverI wrote you letters
of these hollow woods,
perhaps your tongue was tied
or planing out your teeth with supple motion
licking forth a better smile
a brighter future, at least
you never answered or gave word
that you had seen the fog riding
from beneath the trees on grey stallions
or that the woods themselves were
leaning out and giving way and
turning grey, mist breeding
hollow spines on brittle branches.
Holding Hands - ShadAmy Poetry
Like the first time their hands joined together,
Intertwined and gentle,
she felt the joy course through her body as though electricity itself.
Nothing like it compared to her dreams and fantasies about finding love.
Each time, her heart beat fast; racing with anticipation yet happiness that
She silently expressed to herself. Exchanging words was often unnecessary when they were
Somehow, Shadow could read her like a book. She longed to question how he grew to
Understand her so well but she reluctantly held back.
It felt like years since they openly confessed to loving each other.
Yet only two went by and their bond continued to grow stronger.
She leaned against the tree beside Shadow, reflecting on how far their trust
developed in such a shockingly short amount of time. Through the difficult times, she
found that it made them stronger.
No longer did she chase after hopeless dreams like a lost, young girl. Now fourteen,
she felt changed. Yet it was
Crocodile X reader: You're the only one for me.You were some what bummed that you didn't get the partner you wanted while the game played on. You even stayed behind to see if your secret crush even put in an item to play the game...but alas, he did not play. Whom was your secret crush? Well, that should be quite obvious...it was Crocodile!
You didn't know what it was, whether it was his hook, the scar across his face, the cigar or his muscular body...but mmmmm! Damn! He was a nice piece of work! But...you'd never say such thoughts out loud, hell you'd probably walk up to him and say 'I like sand too.." and then walk off hurriedly so that the biggest reaction you would probably get out of the former warlord would be a raised eye brow.
But seriously, he could have played and gotten seven minutes alone with any of the pretty ladies on that ship several years ago...but why didn't he? Well.. now was the time to ask him yourself. For there he was; sitting at a café, along with his blade-blade fruit partner. They were reading a newsp
Who knewThe man you visited in a dream,
The one you re-traced a half-remembered
Path for, in the off-chance of
Surprising one another again -
Polychromatic flannel and subtle sighing
Through the teeth, gently
Warm eyes softly exotic
Slavic vodka on a late summer night -
Swept by today, wearing blinders of
Deep conversation, still
Smiling with an accent
His arm around a waist
I want to sit in my room, arms wrapped around
Knees against chest in the solace of the sun,
I want to watch the endless journeys of
Sidewalk strangers from the fire escape
But it's ten to four and
There's no time to cry anymore;
Only time to join the chattering
Choir girls practicing for
first kissI will be
the rolling waves,
and you can be
the sandy shore
I'll kiss with salty lips,
and then keep
coming back for more
Lesbian CirclesWhat scares you?
is it the monsters under your bed?
or the thunder shaking your house at night?
What makes the hair on the back of your neck rise?
Maybe its the child at the park that stares at you with her otherworldly eyes. The one with the stained dress and the ragged little bow in her hair.
Or is it something else.
Something more sinister.
The dryness in your mouth, like on a hot summers day, that happens almost instantly when you see
That longing that rises in your chest in a manner that suggests heartburn.
The lust that clenches in your stomach like the butterflies that appear just before you speak in front of hundreds of people.
But most of all.
The pulsating heat that creeps from between your legs down to you knees.
Its so wrong.
But it feels
There is a straight line we must follow.
like good little school girls.
I dont know about you.