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Maybe I'm a little twisted and dark,
But I thought you liked it that way.
So I play with scissors and knives and darts...
Is the blood on the wall too much for you?
Is the blood on the wall too much for you?
I draw graphic stabbings and maimings,
You never said you liked your girls sweet.
Why did you ask for fresh strawberries?
I've always been more of a rotten lemon.
How was I to know you wanted a nice girl,
When you always loved to call me a ***** girl?
I thought I was your dark girl, dark angel.
You used to love the way I wanted to bite,
Bite you until I made you bled warm and red.
Now when I write you notes about butchering,
You abandon ship off the starboard side.
I wanted us to drown together darling,
But I suppose I can drown you alone...
No idea what this is exactly, it was a half finished piece I just found and completed.
Inspired by a ******.
You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.”
“Yeah,” said , “but you, unlike me, are a ***.”

"You're dead
"
"Funny, you'd think I'd have stopped walking around"

So light a fire!
Yes... of course... but there's no wood!
HAVE YOU GONE MAD! ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT!

"How much for me?"
"5 galleons."
"I'm your brother"
"10 gallons!"
Repost if you get it. Part of the series


Another series that everyone is welcome to participate in called: "Get The Reference?" and you title your poem: Get The Reference (Series) and then you write something that is a reference to something else, you know, like a book series, tv series, movie, game, popular youtube video, inside joke, etc. and if you read a "Get The Reference" and you get the reference you repost the poem.

No negative comments please though, if someone posts a reference to something you get the reference to, but don't enjoy, just don't repost. Simple as that. No need to offend. let's all be nice. just thought this would be fun. Oh also, if you are doing a "Get The Reference?" post, include the hashtag #getthereference and comment on this post to let me know you did one so I can check it out.

Sorry if people are getting sick of my ideas, I just thought this would be fun. Add to it as many times as you like.


This particular post will be edited and added to because I could literally marry this series. Who needs men when you have books?
You know what?
Two days ago?
That last picture of me?
That's all you're getting.
I'm setting myself free.
I still love you, but like I've always said,
I was never in love with you.
I really wish we could have worked somehow.
But you never wanted me.

I think it's about time I finally let both of you go.
You especially. Friends?
- - -
MY MOTHER AND I IN THE CAR:

Mom: What ever happened to that boy you told me about?

Me: Oh, we kind of just stopped talking.

WHAT EACH OF US REALLY MEANT:

Mom: So, are you in some kind of secret relationship I don't know about? Are you meeting people without me hearing about it? Are you sneaking out at night to drink and do drugs and strip and sleep with boys? Do you have a love life? Tell me about everything so I can know every little detail of your life, freak out about it, obsess over it and lock you in a tower so you never ever date anyone ever or have any kind of a life because I am worried about you and I don't trust you but I love you so I am going to be as overprotective as physically possible.

Me: He turned out to be someone different than who I thought he was.
And also I don't trust you we have a terrible mother-daughter relationship and I will never confide in you because you would never understand that emotions are not logical and you are not always right mom. I love you, but I could never put my faith in you or count on you to carry me when I am broken.
Funny how she and I can't have a decent conversation nor an honest one.
I don't like good dreams because when I wake up I realize how impossible what my mind just made up really is.
last night. well then again I used to have nightmares and wake up to reality that was no comfort and I wished I could go back to the nightmare because at least it wasn't real.
Somedays I wish





you and I




would get caught alone

in a life and death situation where nothing matters anymore and any responsibilities or complications that used to exist have faded because we are going to die anyway so I could find out what is really on your mind, so I could tell you everything, because why not at that point? So I could tell you everything I've done, how I really feel and why I did so many things, everything that has happened to me, and hope that maybe, in our last moments of life, you would understand.
Because in a situation where there is nothing left but emotions and loose threads and rough edges and unhappy endings, the truth just might come out.
Whenever I'm on a train platform, no matter how far from the edge, I feel as if I will fall on the tracks.
Adding to Ember Evanescent's series
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