il-mare
Instagram: @kfk.sct / Tumblr: fakeplasticprose / Ask: @kfk.sct / / I am a mix and clash / Of Esther Greenwood-- she's neurotic! / And the controversial / Mona Lisa-- she's too cryptic! / But O! Wretched human, / Beneath the layers / Of this rotten mind and soul / Lies a much, much deeper hole / Here's the catch though, / She's someone I / Can never know
give my words back
the ones i have earned through
the books that i've read
in all the years that have passed
give my words back
even the nastiest ones
the sharpest, boldest, the lethal
give my words back
for i cannot even write
for the simplest memoir anymore
give my words back
even the ones you cannot
and will not take
give my words back
i beg you just to grant me
enough power to be sane
and writing is my sanity
don't take it away from me
give me my words back
because even if you
did give them all back to me
they will always and always
speak to you
they will always speak of you
but at least let me keep them
after all, you can only be mine
in words
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
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her
tears shed under the pouring rain
with her yellow umbrella lying on the ground
She can hear the droplets echoing through her mind
The raging storm and the dark sky shrouded the entirety of her world
she is drowning, with no one to hold. Then suddenly, he came to grab the
umbrella, showered her like a flower, touch her heart like the gentle rain drops. planted
daisies on her eyes, so when she cries, it'll bloom to life and to remind her of beauty a beauty from
the
sun
shine
that
gives
light
to
her
own
shatt
ered
world
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
If you keep on wondering why she smiles about little things,
Chances are, you don't know her
If you keep on doubting her ways of thinking and doing,
Chances are, you don't trust her
If you keep on questioning every inch of her being,
Chances are, you don't love her
Now, if she keeps on doing these things to you too,
Chances are, you don't have her at all
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 7:09 AM UTC
I'm utterly impressed on how
Love brought us together
Yet Time tore us apart
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 7:05 AM UTC
She carried herself like
She only just recently found her beauty,
Smiling shyly behind masks of joy.
I guess that's what brought him to her.
Pretty soon,
They were wrapped in each other,
Like a pair of tangled earphones,
They sang melodies
To each other,
Bringing smiles
And passing notes back and forth.
But like all music,
There will always be a pause,
Then a skip,
Then a resume.
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 7:02 AM UTC
knocking on the porch
in whisper: now we have,
the untimely outset,
to decide if
there is any future
between us or
if we shall let the past
face us into a void
but here lavishes
a hint we held dearly
not so long ago
when we still didn’t know
of promises worth keeping.
tonight, i think it is
still possible
yet, it seems enough.
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 2:23 AM UTC
he had given me a brand new world
where i can get so lost and still be found
he had given me so much
that i just can't take the time to look around
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
i remember
the way you say my name
like i'm the only person you know
i remember
the way both of our eyes meet
in the middle of the crowded room
i remember
the way you say goodbye
like there's no tomorrow that'll arrive
i remember
everything about the chase
i thought it was impossible to just fade that way
but we were such a progressing question
an expectation we couldn't meet
and you gave up too soon
and that's what both of us is gonna be
we can always just remember it all
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
He had reasons
But I had none
A lot of questions
He'd become
We had memories
So we aren't really strangers
But then he looks at me
Like I'm the only one who can remember
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
she's just another lost
soul in this tragic world
waiting for somebody
to come and change her
she's already tired of the things
that make her feel small
like what's the use of ripping your parts
if you're not whole
but you're the universe that
she'd never get tired of living for
you're the only soul
that makes her love what she doesn't have anymore
so love her like in movies
winter, fall, summer, spring
love her until it's unfair
love her like you're the happiest
and love her like you were born for it
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC