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 Oct 2017 Jessica
Showman
Weed Bag
 Oct 2017 Jessica
Showman
He opens his Star Wars: A New Hope lunch box
Inside a hippies dream.
**** in baggies that have the superman symbol
And Batman symbol on them
Tabs of LSD
And molly.
Hunter S. Thompson would have a field day

©Gambit '13
 Oct 2017 Jessica
Showman
I've learned that happiness
cannot be found in the form of a little
purple capsule.
I've learned that Pisa will have to wait until next time.
I've learned that the third mushroom
held in my sweaty palm was not as
big a deal compared to the other two opening my mind.
I've learned that a part of me
died that night where we ****** in a
room with no furniture.
I've learned that life is work and that
the molotov cocktail of Dubrah and eay mac
that came spewing from me left an orange tang
upon the floor.
I've learned that pain is better than numbness
and that jabbing a sewing needle repeatedly in my arm
was an educated decision.
Most importantly I've learned that together we are better than alone.
 Oct 2017 Jessica
Crandall Branch
Your eyes
their smiles and shine
like deep blue pools of salty water
or sapphires full of money and riches

I always thought we would be together
but sitting here
It looks like I was wrong

Your touch is a mountain
Dear babe, please come back
What did I do wrong?
Please tell me

Your tongue
Like a prime cut of meat
Your kneecaps
Like battering rams for my brain
You drove me crazy

And now that you're gone
I'm even crazier

Its 2am and I can't stop thinking about your soft lippies
Like flower petals
They are pink and soft
Not cracked

Your kiss is a drug and baby, i am an addict

I guess this is goodbye
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 Oct 2017 Jessica
Crandall Branch
she had golden hair
like a bale of hay
but more silky and tempatious

she made me dizzy
gave me a hangover every day
when she left me

she laughed like a wild cat
one that no one could tame
because she was not lame,

she was
wild

and unstoppable like a vampire
or maybe a zombie,
with her sad eyes and ciggarete who's smoke burned a hole
through my heart

i can never stop loving her
my princess, my darling, my murderer

she hurts me still
but i will dream of her till
i have fallen ill.
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 Oct 2017 Jessica
Crandall Branch
whin i look at you,
all i can see are your two plump lips

like rosebuds.
they are red like blood but
taste like honey.

everything that exists is just
stardust
the repriduction of the universe

as it expands. but it is still
not wide enough
to fit all my love for you,
my sugar sweet.

i cannot breath when i look into your eyes
glowing like two priceless saphhires

your beauty is sufoccating
but i will glady die for you,
darling.
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 Oct 2017 Jessica
Crandall Branch
oxygen
molecules
h20
o2
co2
its overwhelming sometimes
how things can combine
to make new things

chemistry
biology
aquatic biology
its overwhelming sometimes
how when you think about new things, you have questions
and those questions turn into answers
that only leave you with more questions

books
magazines
newspapers
peoms
its overwhelming sometimes
that the written word, a beautiful method of self-expression
has been corrupted
by Them

The ones that manipulate
that scorch
that ravage the land

we must stand up
we must fight
and only then
can we be free
can we be underwhelmed
we will be strong
with everyone fighting
forming a human wall

we will be stronk.
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 Oct 2017 Jessica
The Jolteon
I fill my lungs
Come back to reality
The feeling in my hands
Returns
The filling in my heart
Turns soft
My hardened glare
Is willing to smile
 Oct 2017 Jessica
Bryce Gaetano
What if I made paranoia my best friend? Took every hint and watched the drama play out till the end, Send every being I meet into a spiral of everything they ever wanted and show that its weak to use infinity to imagine your own demise...

The skies opened and this one Sunbeam hit me just right, Ill never fight the paranoia again, it basically gives me all of Fear's moves before it makes them, and to take them in, to win the battle against fear before it even started...

Yeah, I forget the black dot in the Yin Yang, that darkness is never banging on the front door, that whisper telling me everything that darkness has in store and what it's all for...

The core of this little limerick is that though paranoia pin ****** the bubble of naivety, it can make the map of your infinity once you recognize the divinity of the dark things that exist to make you brighter...
 Oct 2017 Jessica
Jellyfish
i just want to know that someone is here listening,
paying attention to me, making me feel like someone
wants to be there when it feels like no one else is.
not feeling important to anyone right now.
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