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Jan 2015 · 919
"Boo," he laughed. (10w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
What scares me the most?
The moment you let go.
Don't drop me anymore, please.
I'm on my knees begging.
Jan 2015 · 2.4k
Sing Myself A Lullaby (10w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
"The dead just seem to sleep so soundly..." she said.
No.
It's all wrong.
****.
I'm gone.
Jan 2015 · 3.1k
I'm Quiet
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm the kind of silence at a funeral
I'm the abrupt pause after the drunk passes out
I'm the silence after the twig snaps
I'm the quiet still of a corpse
Blah.
Does anyone else want chinese right now?
WickedHope Jan 2015
Hearts don't beat
No
A beat is something steady and understandable
Hearts don't beat
They pound and knock and shake us all
They cause us to trip, lose grip, and fall
Poem: So sort, sorry! :/
Note: So long, duly sorry!
- - - -

700 poems! Hell, I have a lot to say it seems.

I just want to give a quick shout out to all you awesome people on here!
Especially those who have commented and messaged me the past few days -- or ever really -- offering support because I'm so grateful to you all. And to all my followers! Thank you for reading and writing, words are so very important. :)
Quick shout out to Daniel Smith - Freak Morbidity for his epic comment/heroic-act-of-defense that is now forever lost. The other non-trolls and I thank you.

Stay lovely all you guys ~
WickedHope Jan 2015
So apparently I'm a troll.
Funny, most joke I look elvish.
I think 5'6 is too tall to be a troll,
I could be mistaken though,
Afterall I've never had the displeasure
of meeting one in person.

So apparently I'm a troll, not sure why.
I think it has to do with some stuck up guy.
Can't we all just get along?
I just want to write and not be accused
of things that I'm not.
I think I'm done here, hope it's not too long.
I end with a sigh,
because I'm tired of this already.
You heard of Love Craft?
No? Well,
1) they're spamming, 2) they're attacking non trolls and 3) they are starting to come up with ******* reasons (like having 'too many' followers) to call people trolls.
I'm just sick of them. It's fine to make posts venting/warning about trolls, but I think they're taking it too far.
No, I don't support the real trolls either, I've had my share of complications with Carvo and Dov.

Do you guys think I'm a troll?

**Alright, now he's attacking Ember Evanescent because she defended me. He's officially ****** me off beyond belief now. What the **** man? She's wonderful, don't take your **** with me out on other people!! Yeah, people, BECAUSE WE'RE PEOPLE NOT TROLLS!!!! LEAVE EMBER THE **** ALONE!! I feel sick.

****He appears to have found some reason. Thank you, LoveCraft, sorry you feel offended by me. I'm glad you appear to be leaving the non-trolls alone now.
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WickedHope Jan 2015
Well then.
You have no reason to be an ***.
(aka Dear Love Craft)
- - -
Thanks for blocking me,
now I don't have to read your excessive ******* anymore! :D
Jan 2015 · 959
Luminescent
WickedHope Jan 2015
Light, light...
Why do they always call me that
In the time before they leave me?

I live in dark.
I am surrounded by dark.
I am dark.

Maybe I need light,
Maybe I'm the demon and I need an angel;
I'm tired of saving fallen angels,
Maybe I'm fallen.

And I need a light to save
Me.
Almost a rant? Perhaps?
Eh.
Jan 2015 · 1.3k
Your Dark Angel
WickedHope Jan 2015
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 ******.
Jan 2015 · 751
I L(ie to)ove You
WickedHope Jan 2015
I wish I knew what part of I love you was the lie
The part where you whispered it
The part where you called it a lie
The part where you ran away
The part where you promised stay
Old piece.
Jan 2015 · 1.6k
Done With Your Drugged Words
WickedHope Jan 2015
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?
- - -
Jan 2015 · 735
A Six Word Story
WickedHope Jan 2015
Maybe






I'm not really worth it.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Maybe I've liked you for a while now
Just a little bit

Maybe to like you I'm not too sure how
Just a little bit

Maybe I don't want to admit to that
Just a little bit

Maybe I don't want to color you black
Just a little bit

Maybe you shine brighter than me
Just a little bit

Maybe I'm just terrified of everything
Just a little bit

Maybe I'm afraid that I could hurt you
Just a little bit

Maybe I'm afraid you could hurt me
Just a little bit

Maybe I'm more smoke than I am fire
Just a little bit

Maybe I like you and to us both I'm a liar
Just a little bit

Maybe I have loved you from the start
Just a little bit
Rhyming isn't a thing, okay? It's just not,
so leave me alone to cower in my corner.
- - -
I had no idea how I wanted
to format this... is it okay?
- - -
WickedHope Jan 2015
Stupid, stupid girl.
You've always been the addict, huh?
Leave him be,
He doesn't even want you,
Doesn't need you.
You're so dependent on him.
You keep breaking your rules,
Not that you were ever very good at keeping them.

First you needed pictures, images -- to feel? --
Then words, delicate and *****.
Hell knows you've always needed pain
And more, ever since you found it could be harnessed.
Plus you've been struggling with fumes for years now.

He isn't a high.
He's a hangover.

When are you going to let go?
You need to let go.
Someone, make me let go of him, please.
I've always loved poison.
- - -
"You'd be the taste lingering on my lips.
It'd be my hands clinging to your hips.
I gotta get get get it out, gotta get me out.
Find the flaws, find the switch, just shut it down."
~ Addicted To Bad Decisions by Emery
Jan 2015 · 5.3k
Damp
WickedHope Jan 2015
If I'm a drought,
You're a desert storm.
Jan 2015 · 907
"The Day The Music Died"
Jan 2015 · 785
Our Vacant Room
WickedHope Jan 2015
Once we spoke of a room,
A fairly small room,
We could both run to.

I don't quite know what
You sought out of me,
All I wanted was to call
Your arms my home.

But it's quarter past midnight,
And I'm in our room alone, again.

I'm betting that, out of me,
You never wanted more
Than pictures and some words.

You don't need me like I need you --
You never did.

Maybe it's time
I finally stop needing you too.
All you've ever wanted was an interactive fantasy, wasn't it?
- - -
I hate you for doing this to me, but you'll just say it's my fault for caring.
All I am is weakness.
- - -
Remember the one poem out of the hundreds I've written you that you actually asked for? I take it back, especially the lines about beck and call.
- - -
**** this ****, I need to forget for a while.
- - -
Jan 2015 · 7.9k
Never Touched
WickedHope Jan 2015
How can I miss,
long for, lust
after skin I haven't
ever touched?
Jan 2015 · 9.0k
Erotic? Umm...
WickedHope Jan 2015
I want to write something ******,
But I'm too shy for that.
Welp.
Jan 2015 · 684
It's Always Raining
WickedHope Jan 2015
I feel so inexplicably vulnerable
I'm naked behind the fogged glass
The water running off my skin
Off in drips, in streams
I can see his silhouette on the other side
But can only imagine what he sees
I am so much more than naked, bare

He mutters shush, hissing like the snake he is
Through the water, steam, and fogged glass
I swear I see his lips curve into a distorted, manic grin
On the other side of the breakable barrier
I am just as equally breakable
I'm too afraid to move
Why are locked doors forbidden in this house
His hands lift and his fingers graze the glass
On the barrier he traces crooked lines
That bend and curve like I do
I can feel myself shaking
As lines create clear windows between us

And he stops
I feel faint, nauseous
His eyes are staring
And mine are tearing

When he leaves
I sink to the floor
The water running off my skin
Off in drips, in streams
Fiction based on true events.
WickedHope Jan 2015
"Just please don't say you love me, 'cause I might not say it back."

The idea of love is terrifying
To me it means heartbreak
Love isn't peace, isn't joy
Love is the opposite of hope

It's love, or the idea of love
The empty promise of love
That has let me down
So many times it seems infinite

To me love has come to mean
A beating heart and concrete
One is in love with the stone
Or one falls, jumps to meet it

If you tell me you love me
I don't know, what to say, do
I'm not the sort you love
I am afterall, a disease
Song: "Please don't say you love me" by Gabrielle Alpin
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I'd tag *you* too, but you already know who you are...
- - -
Jan 2015 · 355
Snake Bites (10w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
My lips are bleeding.
It's because you have kissed them.
Poison.
You poisoned me, didn't you.
Jan 2015 · 417
Keeping Tallies
WickedHope Jan 2015
one for you
        two for me

        two for you
                four for me

                three for you
                          six for me

                          four for you
                                   eight for me

                                   five for you
                                           watch me bleed
WickedHope Jan 2015
im unstable and crazy                                                            
and panicked and angry                                                        
and all of the terrible things                                                  

im foolish and weak                                    
and frightened and bleak                            
and all of the terrible things                        

im annoying and reckless  
and deadly and worthless  
and all of the terrible things
die die, death by suicide? die die, death by suicide?
die die, death by suicide? die die, death by suicide?
die die, death by suicide? die die, death by suicide?

stop stop stop stop
Jan 2015 · 1.0k
Count The Memories
WickedHope Jan 2015
I am covered
In scars
From tumors
And accidents



And me
The bruises are a mix of me and him though.
Jan 2015 · 700
Romantic, Right? Hahahaha
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm in love

With myself,

I have to be,

Because there's no one

Who can do that

For me.
What?
Sorry.
WickedHope Jan 2015
~ Pop Culture by Icon For Hire

I just need someone
to save me from myself.
                                                     **my head
                                                  m y     a r m s
                                               m  y         f  a  n  g  s

It's a full time job.
Any takers?



It's okay,
I wouldn't either.
The last three quit over the past six years.
Apparently I'm unstable.
Yah, that sounds about right.
Jan 2015 · 2.1k
I, i, I
WickedHope Jan 2015
I wear baggy clothes so that I can feel skinnier.
I reread all of the notes I've saved almost every night.
I write really loopy because it's hard for me to let go.
I close my eyes and imagine things, constantly.
I paint with black because colors are too interesting.
I rub my face when I'm stressed, or I claw at my skin.
I wear my hair over my face so I can't see people staring.
I hate liquid eyeliner, insincerity, and pomegranates.
I love being in the rain because it stings, cleans, drenches.
I want to either die young or marry young, always have.
I try to walk everywhere I go so I can lose more weight.
I wish I remembered how to be happy.
Some things that don't matter.
Jan 2015 · 1.3k
It's 3 A.M., Want To Play?
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm tired of this game,
This late night game,
I don't want to play --
I know I shouldn't play.
But you make me feel
Like I'm being looked at,
Not laughed at, like I'm
Beautiful, **** for the
First time in forever.
I don't want to play,
Yet I keep initiating it.
I want to be the one you
Hold in your heart, but
I'm the pictures on your
Phone, and it sure as hell
Isn't me you're holding.
I'm sorry I'm not enough to be
more than pictures on your
phone, and words in your ear.
Jan 2015 · 2.4k
Pierce Me
WickedHope Jan 2015
Sext: do you remember what my nails felt like, digging into your back?
He wanted pictures again...
Jan 2015 · 1.8k
Curious Silence
WickedHope Jan 2015
Sometimes I wonder
if you think of me,
in your bedroom,
while you're jerking off
to *******.
*******.
Jan 2015 · 456
'X's Are Finite
WickedHope Jan 2015
the cuts on my sides
and the bruises on my legs
are nothing compared to
your words
and my thoughts
deadly combination
Where did you hide the switch blade
you held to my throat earlier?

X
Jan 2015 · 2.8k
Backwards From Zero
WickedHope Jan 2015
If I count
The drops
It makes it easier
To forget
Why
I'm doing this
I'm in pain either way.
At least I can control this.
Jan 2015 · 379
Twilight Has Long Past...
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm looking up at the cloudy sky,
straining to see the constellations
I image spell your name,
like a heartfelt tragedy.
... and I hope you do not join it.

- - -
This is about *you*.
WickedHope Jan 2015
why do stale tears taste like the most haunting memories...
WickedHope Jan 2015
hahaha
silly girl
silly girl
what are you doing
this is all a dream
no matter
no matter
there will always be blood
in the street
on your hands
you think behind closed doors
you're invisible
but no
you're not
you're just behind a door
they'll open it and
see you
they will see you  
but it's a dream
because you don't matter
why did you collect it all
pooling around their vacant bodies
you paint the white walls
the same thing
each time
you paint a rose
but the rose never stays
it runs red
with the blood you use
because the greatest lie
is that you're in a dream
**when you are the nightmare
no no no no no no no
Jan 2015 · 649
More Than Me
WickedHope Jan 2015
I wish there was an easier way to explain my feelings.
I'm the kind of person who doesn't get a second glance,
I am the girl who looks familiar but is a forgotten name.
But these past couple of days, you've made me feel like
more,
more than that.

More than me.
Jan 2015 · 491
"Anytime & Always"
WickedHope Jan 2015
Maybe I'm not much,
But I'll give you all of me
When you ask.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I wish I was the one

who prepared

your meals,

so

I could spit in them.
If only you ate.
We're a couple of anorexic *******, aren't we?
WickedHope Jan 2015
I miss your arms on my sides,
And you biting my lips at night.

Remember that day on the beach?
We didn't see a ray of sun in that tent.

Your hair always smelt like oranges
And you tasted like peppermint.
I would always play with your ears
While you toyed with my fingers.

You had this funny way of getting me
To open up for you, my heart, my legs.

When I inflicted damage onto us,
You were the patient repairman;
I was the pain for your scream,
And you were the sorrow for my tears.

Somehow we made sense...
Until the day dream ended.
I'd need like, a year to explain all of this.
It's fictitious but isn't. Not at all.
WickedHope Jan 2015
won't you pick up,
answer your phone,
and keep your promises


for once?
why do i cling
to toxic things?
Jan 2015 · 737
My Liquor
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why is my skin
                         a    c    h    i    n    g
               for you
                            when
                                                everything about you
          should
                      r    e    p    u    l    s    e
       me?
I can't.
Jan 2015 · 294
Warning (5w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm a     d  a  n  g  e  r     to myself.
Please,
Someone help.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why'd you have to drop it?

**** thing wasn't already broken enough?
You don't even want to know.
I'm just lonely and hurting.
Jan 2015 · 5.9k
Metal. Mechanical? Me.
WickedHope Jan 2015
When the cool metal
of my necklaces rests
on my breast
and I shiver,
I wonder if this is what
my heart feels like?
Ummm...
Whatever.
It's not like any of you even read my notes.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why is it
The sluttier I dress
The more you all
Accept me?
Fml.
Jan 2015 · 1.5k
Fix My Faults
WickedHope Jan 2015
What    is    so    wrong    with    me?
Tell      me,      give ­     me      a      list,
I'll make the necessary adjustments.
*sigh*
Jan 2015 · 396
Unreciprocated
WickedHope Jan 2015
"What's it like to always love,
And never be loved in return?
"
She asked me.

I told her,
"You feel like the sun, a star,
Warm in cold space,
And you can see the other stars all about you,
But you can't reach any of them.

It's like being the last kid picked for the team,
Except you're never picked;
You're a spectator, but not by choice.

You're a kitten in the 'FREE' box,
Abandoned on the side of the road.
A great idea, but not many seem
To actually want you,
Everything you get is pity.
"
Oh, hi. And stuff.
Jan 2015 · 429
'Top' Heavy
WickedHope Jan 2015
my
heart
is
spinning
like
a
top
in
my
chest
Umm... What?
I don't even know what that means.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I love my hands, I don't really know why, but other than my eyes they're the only part of my body I'm mostly okay with

Sunrise on the beach is my favorite everyday natural phenomenon

I can't stand public displays of (physical) affection, but I'm crazy affectionate

If I didn't belong to a conservative family I would look a lot different in appearance

I drink my coffee black but I prefer tea with milk and sugar

I'm bad at talking about myself, so I suppose this is done
Idk.
Jan 2015 · 1.3k
Intimate With The Brick Wall
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why do we have to play this game
of who can hurt me more?

I'm your disfigured mannequin
and everyone else's little toy.
If you all keep threatening to slit my throat,
I might just do it for you.
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