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 Mar 2015 Abigail Kruke
Miki
I bet your personality
Can fit between your *******
I can find your smile
Drooling between your legs
Show me how you dance
Sitting on my lap
Your laughter is contagious
Your moans are a thunder clap

Carnivorous and hungry
Can you handle me
I dont know what
This night will be

Tell me about your family
While i pull your hair
Is this your favorite band?
What else will you share?
Be my barbie doll
Be my sweet ****
**** me with love
Ill just take the ****
 Mar 2015 Abigail Kruke
flustered
do not permanently love a person
just because they left you
temporarily breathless
still cant catch my breath until now
i cant take my own advice
 Mar 2015 Abigail Kruke
Gwen
1.  I just couldn't stop myself from falling and suddenly realized, I didn't want to.

2. Thank you for making my time feel worth something.

3. This is the third time I've wrote this and it still doesn't explain much...I'm sorry.

4. I haven't slept for two weeks because of you and I hope you still think I'm cute with these bags under my eyes.

5. All the ***** couldn't drown my love for you and never once did it make me forget your name; only my own.

6. There are over one million thoughts going through my head everyday, and I still haven't mastered the art of putting them on paper but maybe one part of this will mean something.

7. It's hard for me to explain what's going through my head right now...but I've thinking about you all night.

8. I just had to say this before it was too late but hell, I'm barely on time for class each day.

9. I wanted to wait for the perfect time, but that wait would last forever.

10. I don't know how to be alone and I hoped someday that you'd fill in the empty space in my bed.

11. My hands are shaking and I don't know if I am scared, nervous or anxious; but I know this time I won't chicken out.

12. I just had to get this weight off my chest and god, I almost forgot what it was like to really breathe.

13. I am tired of being afraid.
These are from letters I have actually written.
Yes, some are from suicide notes I wrote in a dark time.
Which ones are from the pain of losing yourself, or the pain of telling someone you love them, risking losing them forever.
******* reminds me I have soul
perhaps you find the subject rather droll
relief and release is the hedonist key
seeking one's own pleasure will set you free,
opening that box of supreme delights
takes me to such lofty heights
again and again I seek its embrace
an immortal drug the adrenaline race
please do not sit and condemn me with woe
when release from this pain simply makes it so.
Would it be poetetic to take this blade across my wrist
The silver kissing at my arteries

Would it be romantic
To die because of love
Possessive hands choking me.

Would it be beautiful
To breath my last breath
Leaving behind all those who care.

Or would it be tragic to abondon this world before my time.
Mother and father crying over me.
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