Sophie

[pre]Dark and mysterious stranger, Walk my way, Tell me something, But tell me nothing, To give you away. I’ll know I’ll want you. And you’ll know it too. But I ...

Dark and mysterious stranger, Walk my way, Tell me something, But tell me nothing, To give you away. I’ll know I’ll want you. And you’ll know it too. But I ...

Please stop being like this, Please stop fucking up my head. Please return my messages, I’m too easy to confuse. Don’t avoid me in corridors, Don’t turn away when I ...

Why can’t we spend sentimental summers, Surfing and smiling and enjoying life? Lying in the sand, the sea running through our fingers, And the strum, strum, strumming of your guitar. ...

Out of all the girls here, you seem to like me, I knew you always did, And you knew I did too. Both of us were difficult. And both of ...

Blank page, open up, Swallow me whole. Drain the blood, From my lifeless body, Use me as ink. Form into words, And sentences, That make, At least, Some sense. And ...

Of all the poems I’ve sat and written About you, my feelings, and my confusion This is the last one, I swear I’ve realised it’s over Took me a while ...

So this is the time of teenage kicks Let’s all go out and get pissed There's time to learn, and time to grow But we're not afraid to let feelings ...

Soft soothing voices and acoustic guitars, Lamenting the moon above, although we're higher, Laughing and joking with no unhappy thoughts, Beer bottles in hands, reflecting the fire. Waves crash softly

Time has passed and I have healed, So don't think I still feel for you. The tide’s gone out and I've not drowned, So don't think I still bleed for ...

You were hard work today Pushing me over the edge I am strong and I can take it But you can see, easily That you really do get to me ...

He struck a chord when he played those chords My mind went racing back Spinning through time, and whirring colours Blue then pink, red than black I crashed back down ...

I could sit here and listen To songs that remind me of you Depressing and slow Or energetic. Whatever Just loud and washing over me I could sit with pen ...

I wrote this when I was ten I think... So don't be too brutal... Just wondered if someone could give me some tips so I could improve it and make ...

I'm still in love with you. it's a simple thing to say… Well not really; but I’m sure all the pain and anger and pure frustration of the last year ...

D D (DUDE)!!!! Amazingly written, my friends continue to exclaim "It's like poetry". Hartnett uses imagery (particularly colour), raw human emotion, and pure trickery to spin a web of deceit ...

By the way, it doesn't really get scary yet The wine tasted good on her tongue, and had a pleasant after taste in her throat. Opium scent incense and red ...

It was English Lit, never the most exciting lesson, but never the worst. The note was on the orange paper of the questions sheet we were suppposed to be answering. ...

She walked In shoes she denied were too small Along the cliffpath towards the sea The sun had long since set And the breeze turned into a wind Fluttering her ...

Caffeine and nicotine, my life story? Paranoia and insomnia, is that all there is? My bones are aching, irritatingly Itching scars, I won't scratch Outside, my whole life is ahead ...

A plate of dirty false teeth on the sink Green slime from them everywhere Next on the kitchen table Next on the arm of the sofa Making me wretch A ...

One of these days I'll peel off my skin Then none of you will recognise me I'll be a strech of blank canvas On which to paint my own tree ...

To be or not to be, Hamlet thought it a simple question To live or not to live, to take it, fight it, or end it At first, at least, ...

I'm lying on my bed, Wrapped in too many clothes - I've been exposed, I feel naked. Today, Dreaded Tuesday, Was always meant to be the end. Was it? Well ...

Spill Spill all your insides onto my floor You said that you would tell me So why are you not speaking? Why look at me like that When you know ...

I liked to watch her when they'd begin to turn on her and she'd cut them short with a dry humoured remark. Or when her eyes burned as people openly ...

Walk in the classroom.Look at teacher, no one elseTake out things. Put them on desk.Kick bag under chair. Stare at book.Whatever you do, don't look up.You're early for maths,You'll have ...

Basically I had the first two verses in another poem and I really liked them, but I feel the rest just let it down. Any advice? I got sick of ...

Heroine She knows I long for her, Despite the staring she causes, Despite the sickness she brings me, Forgetting all the costs Never mind the wounds she’s left me, The ...

As far as I remember this is my first Lyrics posting. I personally believe that although lyrics can sound very good, just like poetry, they can also sound rubbish when ...

Today was a day of life change, I guess The 7th of the 2nd month '06. 18-day decomposing closest companion. Teeth baring, stench overwhelming... Closure, they call it. Today a ...

These are just lyrics right now, I'm still coming up with the riff, and my guitar being broken doesn't help. But yeah, here are my deep, meaningful, pointless lyrics.... Anyone ...

I didn't even realise there was such a thing as A* minus... But hey, it must exist. I feel so special.But reading through this essay, which was supposed to sound ...

Speckless blackening gape, Above turrets, towers and escalators Without any greying moon Mazes of terraces and guttering, Chimneys black, emitting no smoke. Rising damp, inadequate pipes Only gardens

I haven't posted anything for a while, so I thought I'd chuck these two untitled pieces on here and see what you throw back One Like the smoke curling round ...

Split the pack, We could share our cigarettes. But the farther flown we become, The nearer our foes come. I could call you, Call you into my grey sea, But ...

This piece came in part out of personal experience and partly from an idea my dad heard on the radio:"Light likes to think it's the fastest thing around. Which it ...