At least we tried"Let's stop this pretending" she whispered between wine-flavored kisses that stained my lips with hers, sharp fingernails marking my arms with crescent moon memories of forgotten, faded nights.Her eyes engraving themselves in the cement of my mind, terrified, empty globes that pierce the fragments of sky that filter through the closed blinds.And I know, and she knows, we're hiding, always hiding.We've only ever belonged in the dark gaps of stairways and the lonely, empty space left on library bookshelves,but with grasping, clawing fingers, we tried.God, we tried.
DriveThe tires roll beneath us, the only sound ringing in our ears Kathunk, Kathump, Kathunk, Kathump and she is staring out the windows (at the hills, at the road, anywhere but at me). We needed to get out, escape from this town."But not like this," She whispers, fighting off the saline tears that burn tracks down her cheeks. "I never meant like this." and I convince myself that she means the bad blood and not me. She could never mean me.And we drive through big city lights and small interstate towns. We don't stop (We'll never stop) and she dozes, porcelain skin pressed against the tinted window like a specimen on a microscope slide, and i
its a risk im willing to takeLoveLustSometimes its hard to distinguishbetween the twobut it's hard....not to be attracted to someone with such beauty and strength as hespecially when he makes laughand smile when i don't feel like itTo him it's lust for me it's loveI take him in because I'd rather it'dbe me than some other girlI know I'll get hurtbut for him it's a risk I'm willingto take.
InsomniaInsomnia or Thoughts In The Late-Night-Early-MorningI lay still awakeLate night early morning thoughtsRunning through my headWhat happens in the late night early morning dark is this. One stupid song lets out one stupid memory which lets out one whole year of grief which refuses to go back into the little box in the back of my head that I forced it into last year. In one fell swoop it all comes back and then the tears won't stop. My mind grabs at anything in its attempt to put all the tears back in the box in the back of my head where they belong. As it does, my hand reaches for the worn old bear who sits in the corner of the bed, wai
two letters and an e-mail.one. the first look i gotof this world wasof immac*late porcelainfrom above. thanks forp*tting things inp e r sp e c t i v e .two. all i have left of yo* is n i n e t y- t w o c e n t s of dr*g money and abook bo*nd in packing tape.that is the cost of af at h e r .three. these vowels have a stor [...y]a or e or i or o--u never made the list.[you're s-ns-l-ssw-th--t your
PerspectivesThe sun, moon and starsare just the sweetest nothingsfrom a lover's lipsThe sun, moon and starsare just broken promisesfrom a liar's heart.
CurtainCurtain.The stage is bare.(Enter UNIFORMED MAN from upstage left, pushing large box. Sets center. Exits.Pause. Sound of snoring.Pause. Sound of PHONE ringing. Box trembles violently.)NICK: (Offstage, wakes with a start) What?! Who?! Eh?! Argh! My foot!! (Violent cursing, partially censored by PHONE.)PHONE: We're sorry, but we are unable to answer your call at the moment. Please leave your name, number, and reason for calling, and we will get back to you as soon as possible.
Music's got the feeling in meMusic's got the feeling in meFreeing my soul to speakLetting my voice say, what I'd never have said beforeDance with me, as we celebrateCelebrate this place we've found for usFeeling free, to let it just beTonight is the first nightDon't wait… Don't let us pass you byIt's right, tonight, forever….Music's got the feeling in me…
This Electricity:updatedLove is the electricity that flows through me, making my souls' one wish to hold your hand and never leave your side.For when together we are no longer fragile, but strong and whole.Love is this hope I have that refuses to fade,setting a smile upon my face for the new day and making my body shine with life because a soul capable of something this true can never die.Love is how even though most find me crazy, I just shake my head with humor, for they are so serious about me going the opposite way, but I know that I am right where I should be, want to be and as long as you want me here also I refuse to go anywhere.Lust isN
Dear Modern Man,Dear Modern Man,All your thoughts are coming to get you,Get in the school and lock the door.Listen to the ones at the front of the line,The left side of your head is three times the right.Now careful, I expect every move to be impressive.Earth left it to us to prepare life for you.Do this for what makes the world go 'round,Then buy all the best boxes in town.Sincerely, The General Public----------------------------------------------------------------Re: Dear Modern Man,I owe you my life which I'll give over seas.Thanks to you I am living The American Dream.Love, Modern Man
Losing The SongThis was my sanctuaryThe one place I felt safeSecure in my own thoughtsLost in dreamsCaught in a songBut it's all gone to hellBlown up in my faceTorn my life to shredsWaved it under my noseTaunted my fragile sanityThe words that kept me saneThey drive me mad nowDrive out the last remnantsOf my tattered mindLeave me ...brokenThe songs that made me happyJust make it worseRemind me of what wasWhat should beAnd what will never be"Stay sane inside insanity"Means something to me nowOnly because I've felt itLost my gripLet go ...fellThe joys of song are distantLong ag
smoke and embers.i. I am a candlequietly flickering in the darkand you are my flame.ii. There was a time when I stood tall and proud with your fire to thaw my lonely emptiness and make me beautiful.{You always bring out the best in me, love}Together we would glow against the inky depths of the nightwith a radiance that made us sparkle amongst the stars that hung high above our heads. But with you, I never realizedhow far away they truly were. With you, I never felt that the stars were out of my reach{for you always outshine them all}iii. I knew it was inevitable, the beloved destiny you had bestowedupon me.
celestial.Tonight is one of those beautifully tragic nightsWhen the stars are impossibly out-of-reachIn the endless abyss of spaceAnd I lie alone on the dew-speckled grassIn the bitter cold, forlorn of the sanctuary Your arms have long since provided;Phantom memories of you as my sole companion.Tonight is one of those melancholy nightsWhen the blue-black sky seeps into my skinAnd I drown in trails of Milky Way strung highThroughout the heavens by the hands of archangelsLike the precious words that pour from your mouthAnd make me beautiful.Tonight is one of those wistful nightsWhen a sharp crescent moon cuts through the inky
Movement Begs To BeAiry breathwith in a world on the vergeMovement begs to beA voice strikes a chord, awakening something newin a world on the vergeMovement begs to be~don't look back~A beat that drives a way the sorrowof a world on the vergeMovement begs to beA note that hold a power to changea world on the vergeMovement begs to beI hold my breathSilenceas the world starts to be
Rose Castle part I' I'm supposed do do what? ' Chiara had a shocked look on her face when she saw her parents sitting at the table. Very calmly as if they had just told her an everyday thing. ' Honey,we think it would be nice if you ot to know more people. There are many kids...' Chiara gave him a nasty look when he said that. She hated to be treated like a kid when she was about to be sixteen soon. Her dad noticed. ' okay,teenagers of your age there. 'She sighed and let herself fall on one of the chairs and looked at her parents. 'So you two decided to help me making new friends by sending me to a castle with sixteen other people of my age for three weeks?
Angelic desire" Hi, babe." She heard a deep voice behind her breaking the quiet sound of raindrops falling to the ground ,splattering into small fragments refecting everything near them. The voice she craved to hear more than anything on earth... and heaven. Still it gave her hell that she had to fall for him, literally and figuratively speaking that is." Damn, Rayden, would you do me a favor and stop doing that?"She looked around while she pushed him under a roof . He grinned at her as she looked furiously at his human form. " Don't you like it ?"She saw a sanguine glimpse in his brown eyes. It already looked familiar to her." What part of ' I d
Hatred is My Defense MechanismThe thirty-two extinguished cigarettes swimming in the cup of cold coffee beside me are not the only indication of your power. You are unaware that I have sat here for hours, watching smoke rise above my head in hopes that there would be clarity when it disappeared. Clueless, you sit at your glowing computer, smiling, laughing, flirting with beautiful women who find you charming based solely on the words you carefully choose and the images of other women, equally lovely, that you display as a tribute to your talent.You never knew that I longed to be those women. Unaware of the reason for my jealousy, you continued to ask my opinion on ma
Cannon in DA man…a boy stood on a street corner, violin held to his chin and case open at his feet. The notes he played were long, and sad. From time to time, people would stop to listen, but no one would ever throw money into the case. When mothers with their toddlers would stop, the children would be to cry. And the boy would laugh. Because they could feel him. They could feel each of his notes skimming from the cold wood and deep into their soft hearts. One time, a girl tugged on the bottom of his coattails, “Mister…why is your music so sad?”The mother pulled her away, but the boy chuckled and replied, “Because it’s th
LoveI rise onto the podium. Across my belly I see a red war painting in blood, on my hair feathers of the lonely white birds of the islets. The jewellery of honorable deeds burns my neck, coldly and forcefully. I have threaded one tear of the expecting into the rosary, every time with one deathwish I have burned it black. And I have watched through the surface of the bead at the sea of yesterday, the ridges that surface in golden hues.I’m sitting on the cold podium like a greek goddess in its patron temple. I lean backwards and let myself fall as a sacrifice for the ravenous looks of the people. My heart is emitting rays with every pulse,
SafeA soft breeze silently touches my skinWhile noise around me increasesLies and backstabbing wordsfly around meTry to get me downin any way possibleCausing people to see me as someone I'm notangry glances pass me bywhile I run to be in the safety of your strong armsWhere nothing can harm me anymore
ReflectionRaise up the curtainslet me see trough the smoke and mirrors.Break the balanceof your cold emotions.Stop disguisinginto someone I hope you can't ever be.Shift the timestop hiding who you really are.I can sense you are standing so close to mebut yet way too far.I try to hold on to youstill I can feelthat all you're showing now ...is nothing but a brokenreflectionof what you used to be.
Lost wordsIt all began when i was five, and a illness stole me my mother. I can’t remember how many tears i’ve cried, i can’t remember the pain, the fragility i’ve felt anymore. I don’t even know how much grateful i should be towards “him”; “he”is the dearest person i have, and i’ve always loved “him” so much. Since that moment, “he” has always been by my side.We declared war to that evil and unstoppable power called Time, and we promised each other that we would never change ourselves. The seasons began to pass one after another, many and many times. They made us collect precious
Ode to Ursus arctos horribilisHow can anyone,in the science of an instant,see & hear & smell & taste & feelas much as you do?How can anyone,in the space of a moment,understand the knot of emotions & personal languagethat makes you who you are?We must be remindednot to weep and tremblein fear at your finger-length clawsbut in awe and respectat the prints left by your huge paws.“To fight” & “not to fight”are not things you are concerned with-instead, you center yourself around how“to eat” & “to play” & “to live” & “to be free.”But there is more than that, I realize;there are the
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