Skye

I drifted deeper and deeper into my soul. Folds of it swept over me, Rocking me softly to sleep. As I loitered on the edge of consciousness, I thought I ...

You. You planted the ember of white-hot anger inside me. You fanned it to life, Feeding it with an almost imperceptible breeze. Slowly, the fire grew. Now it is a ...

Nervous and tense outside.But inside there is peace,An oasis of hope for a thirsty soul.Like a butterfly suspended on a petal.Outside, eyes pricked for any sign of danger.But inside, peaceful ...

Come. Steal away my agony and pain. Bear me to a place fair to look upon And leave me there to the glowing starlight. Leave me to the butterflies that ...

Light. It fell on a quivering, sensitive mouth. Lips. Lips were mouthing words, Words I did not want to hear. Pain. Absorbing, beautiful pain. Pain eased itself through every pore ...

Cool and refreshing As a smooth, cold spring in June,Insanity reigns.

This is the true definition of a "short story." Read and enjoy. I appreciate any and all critique, so don't be shy! Author's Note: This was written for my Reading ...

White paper; naked Daring me to fill it up Daring me to write.

I don't know where this came from, but I'm posting it anyways, even if it is a bit retarded. It helps if you imagine the sounds. Oninonepea (sp?) is such ...

Dark sucking up life Black overpowering love Empty cheerless smiles.

Die. Why is that word Only one little word Such a beautiful song? Why do I relish in its Sound? Taste? Caress? The shiver in the air As it leaves ...

Do I really suffer? You say I do, But I have ceased to feel. Your sheet of tears hides my face and distorts my view. Do you think it Sad ...

I remember Your folly. You called the moon Imaculate Its color Pure Its shape Perfect Its caress Soft Its light Eternal. I remember My folly. I took your word As ...

I'd rather grind glass into my eyes. The pain is laughable When I compare it to what I see When you talk to her. Her voice is high and ditzy ...

I watch your IM conversations u r so hott Back and forth Endlessly How can you stand it? For a moment I wonder what it's like to be Hott. I'd ...

For EJ. I love you, girl. Will I ever tell you how I Really Feel? You find it easy to Express But I am not so lucky. You will probably ...

shadowed nights and slicing moonbeams opposite the scintillating sun a kalaidescope of yawning abysses and crystal caverns my heart skips beats as i recover beautiful memories that will again be ...

everyone's watching but i feel so unpretty everyone's moving and i can't make a sound why does it feel like there are no empty spaces? then the vision is over ...

in your mind, jagged melodies are cutting themselves to pieces while a senseless snarl of sound disintegrates into lilting lyrics and bass-lines that reverberate in your chest cavity. in your ...

Code: Select alla single silver note prolongs� �a breath withheld� �the slightest of shiversand a fragment of a shipwrecked night� � � � � � � � � � � ...

dance floor sagas are created and shattered among liquid stripes of light and congealing techno beats that fuse hipbones together. lean fingers scrabble for a taste of flesh real skin ...

I posted this originally on TSR, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to post here either. So if it looks familiar, don't be alarmed! ..........***.......... she adjusts her fake pearls ...

Meghan sat on the front step of her house, lost in thought. In the West, the African sun blazed brightly one last time before sinking gradually below the horizon. A ...

night air sticks to the insides of my ribs dizzying breathlessness on the verge of tears, terror – .....................can you feel it pulsing now? passion never really was our strong ...

Help it. Please ***--*** "it's been another bad day," you admit, as you fashion broken words out of skin and veins so deeply blue. convinced of your lack of conviction, ...

looking heavenward with gravity moonlight tastes our wind-chapped faces, upturned, triggering the shivers that had been fused to our spines since God first bled rain onto steaming, skull-splintered as

For Walt, with Reverent Indifference Poems, vaguely wafted in night air, uncaught, unwritten,Which, let us go forth in the bold day, and write. For him I built eloquent houses out ...

up alleys city never saw cold ...are anna and boy crushing words and noses and losing forever more by the minute .......;..yes ...anna and bedsheets and carbon and decay and ...

the slurred phonetics of a flickering lightbulb hung like guilt over our heads and sent our shadows screeching across windowpanes and vacant voids disguised as mouths. silence crossed the floorboards ...

these filthy sidewalks starchy backbones pretending blinding spinal columns to walk and spit on gracing ground for parasites we’re barely sightless [parasiteless] barely broken facing shards of brea

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