LoveableLittleSock

wine glass on the kitchen table, ninety percent empty. pills - three white, - semi-colon here one crushed, the rest taken. and in the dismal solitude of her house, - ...

Not much can be said of a crush that I have. It comes and it goes, but It should be known. True feelings can confuse, ones heart they consume, but ...

Last night I crawled to my bed I couldn´t bring myself to sleep again My eyes wouldn´t get closed And I thought whether I did something wrong Since I couldn´t ...

Did you walk here once, on these cobblestones? Did you stand in this place and see the halo of damp sun - Great metaphor collected at the edges of ivory ...

Look at me Do you see? These permanent lines You’ve etched into my face Look at me Do you refuse to listen? To the nightmares that haunt me The ones ...

The mind works one way and the heart another, but when they work together something beautiful is created. Little can be needed to break this and much is needed to ...

Snow falls on our hats In a silent, glowing world. - nice adjectives. We raise our arms skyward To feel the burning cold on our bare hands. We find it ...

Yeah. I wrote 22 Original Poems for people as Valentine Cards ;)

Scott, Mr. Popular, thats who you are Adored and Admired by people wide and far with a charm thats addictive and looks that can kill your face should be the ...

12 inch sandwich grasped in my hand gonna finish it, i'll be damned - Don't force rhyming. bright lights alive in the night-time dry throat, bit of pepsi i'll be ...

I dream of becoming evil Dangerous A hazard to insects - ... "to insects"? Small animals And children The sawn step on the evolutionary ladder. Indulging amidst Huge purple velvety ...

Running home with wet sneakers from the lake chased by a boy who grew up all too fast. The summer heat settles thick in the air. - Suspenseful much? :)) ...

I tried to approach you with lunch, and you parried with a no. - Haha. Loser. I thrust with a compliment, then you curtly snapped it down. - Meanie! I ...

Do you remember melancholy? I’m sure you do, it was all we had. It was a basket of bad news, Wrapped in all we couldn’t take. It became a bad ...

Against the sun’s will, I see you there, every day, glimpsing (at) your shadowed form, as you look toward dusk, to the lake that sparkles against the twilight, your eyes ...