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there's a little invisible girl, that lives a top my skin, swimming through my arm hair like a forest she's trapped in. she breathes upon my bruises and she tickles all my scars, she calls my name in whispers and she pastes my tongue like tar. some days she makes me beautiful, some... - Poetry > Free Verseand honestly, we're screwed this generation is ruining the human race and killing harmless souls that don't deserve to not be happy. with all it's self-centered barbies screwing every ken we'll never have the right kids and we'll throw away the little fate we were g...
- Poetry > Free Verseit’s funny how almost everyone just sits around and watches you disintegrate like pills in stomach acid but i lose sleep at night wondering if you’ll ever be alright, frustrated by the fact that you have to live this life and there’s no taking back the past and I can’t write your future, emp...
- Poetry > Free Versebones creasing around silent eyelids because this darkness that haunts all removes the soul, and the skin bruises and the blood sheds like raindrops. the razor takes more than just sanity, it takes a house a home a noose around a neck. it tells stories and leaves skin dry like a desert ...
- Poetry > Free Versetheres something banging around in my veins and i'd like to think its you and that alarm clock that goes off inside my heart every time i see you, ringing all the way down to my toes and tingling in my fingertips and smoldering desire on my lips like the slow red death of a supernova but ...
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryHer golden cross jangles against the heavy silver key, both hanging around her neck on a chain. The noise echoes into the night. The tunnel is pitch black and the walls are moist. Rodents scuttle across the ground. In the distance, she can see a small beam of moonlight spilling into the tunnel, ...
- Poetry > Free VerseAn ivory piano perches on the stage Silently breathing broken melodies, Telling stories of heartbreak, love, and age, Broken dreams and songs written down into these Words etched so carefully onto its dark skin Names in hearts, love drunk lyrics safely bound, Sunken down into its pores, b...
- Poetry > Free Versethere’s a certain way about when the light glints off your eyes your lips rounded in a pout and I know it’s your disguise then his hands are on your waist and you’re teasing is finally done and his lips are all you taste and this battle-you have won as he pulls you tight to him you fo...
- Poetry > Free Verse
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThe worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them knowing you can’t have them. Especially when he is your best friend, sitting at the desk next to you, making out with his girlfriend. I attempt one more look, my eyes taking in everything but giving out nothing. She is sitting on hi...
- Poetry > Free Versea poem of love is hard to write for love is cased in a bottle of fright the heart is a fragile, gentle thing and when i see your face it starts to sing a touch on the arm, a kiss on the cheek your blue eyes make me feel weak my stomach flutters and my palms sweat how nervous you make me-i d...
- Poetry > Free Verseone single heart could tear us apart you hold me down with a chain so i dont cause you pain just let me be i want to be free....
- Poetry > Free Versemy words won't come to poems my longing won't come to tears my eairler joy won't come back it's stuck inside my fears. your hand won't come to mine your eyes won't search my soul your arms won't stay around my waist keeping out the cold. i hold you in ...
- Poetry > Free Versea jar of honey, left open on the table, to drip and drizzle down the wall, waiting for the jar to break and fall a beating heart, left open in my chest, to bleed and spill down the wall, waiting for it to break and fall, laying shattered, a jar of honey, and my heart, on the floo...
- Poetry > Free Versei close my eyes and think of you theres nothing else that i can do i know you say you love me too but it still seems like its not true when i look into your blue eyes i see that this is your disguise and no matter how much i try i still sit here alone and cry....
- Poetry > Free Versewhy the sky is blue i wish i knew the clouds roll in two by two and i'm sitting here for a few missing you....
- Poetry > Free VerseWhen there are windows, But no light... When there are doors, But no way out... When there is food, But no hunger, When there is water, But no thirst... When there is love, But no hope... When there is me, But no you... Where am i?...
- Poetry > Free VerseAm I what you asked for? Am I not what you expected? Am I different? We are all different. We are all not what is expected. If I am not what you want, then leave me. Because I will not change for you....
- Poetry > Free VerseDon’t say victim Don’t try to explain Don’t speak Don’t say victim Don’t try to show me the bruise I don’t want to know. What hurts you hurts me. Don’t say victim, Because when you do, You make me the victim too....
- Poetry > Free VerseThis will be the last time that I see him, last time I say good byes, the last time that I see, those beautiful, longing eyes. the last time that I hold him, in a long and loving hug, last time that I will hear him, call me his love bug. but it will be the first time that I see hi...
- Poetry > Free VerseA drop of water On the floor Weighing nothing Anymore. Smooth as glass Cool and clear A drop of water Lying there. It holds the truth It holds the pain Never to Return again. Salty and wet Loose and free Causing no more Trouble for me....
- Poetry > Free VerseYou took the blue from my eyes, Healed the scars from my skin, Took away my longing cries, Kissed the tears off my chin. You showed me right, Showed me wrong, Gave me a place, To belong. You captured the fire in my veins, Captured the pain from far apart, Captured the anger in my bra...
- Fiction > Realistic Fictionit’s my secret spot. nobody knows about it but me, at least i hope. it’s perfect. you can hear the silence as it cuts through the air, you can smell the silence. if you use your imagination, you can even see it. and most of all, you can feel it. it’s the only completely silent place i know, a...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI can’t think, nothing comes, all I can think is déjà vu, déjà vu, déjà vu, and it won’t stop. It’s like a power point, playing across my mind, and the slides just keep coming but they all say the same thing and I know I need to help someone, someone’s calling me for help but I don’t...
- Fiction > RomanceTristan. You can’t take back time, can you? You can’t go back to yesterday, you can’t go back and take that test again that you failed, you can’t take back those words you said, can you? No. You can’t. At least, I can’t. Because I’ve tried. So there’s no way to get back to you...
