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Autumn Nov 2014
It's white petals
Whistle in the breeze
Snow flakes dropping like
the ever escaent trees
Bees humming through the
Monumental screams
Sun shines
Blinding majority
The sun glasses just in reach but used by few
The grass
The vibrant
Green
Air
Sour taste that licks it's way into
The nostrils of your giant
Apples crisp as the fall of autumn leaves crumbling under the weight of any being
The crunch of snow beneath ones feet
Shadows swallowing your shine
Beetles coming out to play
Spiders dangling from your finger tips
The devil has come out to play
Clouds so bright the clean white
Sky reflecting the hope of what had once been
Water you gulp it down
The poison becomes you
And the snake slithers in
Greed has come for you
The moon that open look waiting
To take your hand
Let's go fly
Off to never ever land
Where your God awaits
The mushrooms decomposing
The trees still standing
Wind is blowing
And the eye lids continue to play tricks withon your sight
Sunglasses await
But the sun
So is still
oh
so
bright
Autumn Nov 2014
I want to be comfortable with being uncomfortable
I want to tie you down and lick **** bite every inch of your body
I want to let you see what I can be
I want to show you how I am not sweet
I want to reveal my very oh so opposite of sweet desires to you
But you won't let me
I want to feel **** with you
I want to show you what I am confident in what I know how to do and do it well
I am not submissive
I am dominate
And this here poses the dilemma
Of our different ****** preferences
Of how my boredom plagues me
You restrict me over and over
Yet you are sweet
With cuddles and kisses this is not what I desire! If I'm going to be
Submissive
Then cut me bite me **** me burn me tease me for hours
Do something.
Because this is not what I desire.
Rather awful
Autumn Nov 2014
This DNA is not what shall define me
My actions should speak louder than my bloodline
My habits are not those of who I come from but of what I have built on my own
My income is not based upon the work or lack there of from those who contributed to what is I
I am not what I genetically come from
And I am a mix of what has raised me
Flaws and "beneficial" qualities as well
Your DNA does not
D
E
F
I
N
E
YOU
...
We are who we make ourselves become
You may be more likely for breast cancers or to become an alcoholic or to become depressed
But your outlook
Is influenced by where and what you come from / what makes you
But you have the power to create your own outlook
You are you
Not half your fathers beliefs and half your mothers
Genetics do not define you or myself
Make a decision
Choose
Who will
Y
O
U
BE?
Thoughts.
Autumn Nov 2014
As I am justifiably talked down to
Verbally *****
I find it hard to conceive the notion that have any utter grasp upon knowledge any
Hidden trance of morale
The simple observations your actions have been noted
You are simple
A closed mind
One that has the capacity but let society tell it what it's capabilities entailed
A weak soul
You let yourself become an ignorant being whom is now lost in a sea of irony
For a moment you feel the depression
But how deep does it really go when your layers are oh so few
But the devastation of your reality is the perfection of another's
The veil you placed upon your head
The wall you let them put up
The ear muffs you applied
Allow you to feel as though you can belittle me
I allow you to feel your petty self preservation
And you still have yet to see what you have done
Father inspired
  Nov 2014 Autumn
PrttyBrd
As you wish
So shall it be

Goodbye my friend
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