mightierpen
I love to draw and write down ideas for characters. It's a goal of mine to move to New York and find a way to create, but also strive to be a librarian. Creation is important to me. But for now I am 19 years old, a lover of all types of music, and movies. Be kind and you will receive kindness back.
so much
n o i s e
too many
s o u n d s
can't stop the
v o i c e s
from pulling me
d o w n
- J.S.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
Right through my lens
I see you clear
So far away
But still so near
Im zooming in
your getting close
I want to keep you
In this pose
I focus and
I take the shot
your walking by
cause you do not
have any clue
of what your in
ive captured you
under your skin
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
*I'm tired of beauty
incessantly meddling in my affairs
luring me to venture outside myself
revealing hidden radiance within
disguising life's dismal undercurrent
reducing it to a superficial veneer
randomly appearing by surprise
stubbornly eliciting a smile
performing alchemy on the mundane
dousing my awareness in the elixir of life
beauty...
the pulchritude of spirit...that's all it is...*
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
all of those nights you would beckon
me to your side and force me
into things I only saw happening
in my worst nightmares
your cooing
your touching
the hatred that would flame
from my eyes because I knew
this was your game
and you only used
used me for attention
it broke me down
and I won't be broken again
I won't allow it
now that you're gone
gone from my life
the mistake was to let you in
let you corrupt me
and hurt me
but now I sent you away
and you're gone
gone from my memories
gone from my life
gone
- J.S.
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 6:52 PM UTC
"I wish I had a cigarette."
The man as he looked down
at his half empty glass of whiskey
at the bar in Paisley Town
Little did he know what that dear
cigarette was bound to be
In the form of a strawberry blonde
no older than twenty-three
- J.S.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
Set my skin ablaze
Scorch my eyes
Ignite my bones
Turn my heart
To liquid ash
Torch my dreams
Melt my hopes
Singe my soul
Make the inferno
Last forever now
Burn through me
And burn me through
This shallow dream
Sear my lips
With a stinging kiss
Oh please Agni
Incinerate me
For you are
The forest fire
And I am
but a tree
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
we can waste our belittled minds
not so much together
but at the same time
in the same hopeless reality
- J.S.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:30 PM UTC