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 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
WickedHope
I am a half-smirk grinner
an addict and a sinner

I am lonely and broken
a screamer yet soft spoken

I am dead serious
could be delirious

I am not one to eat food
on words I'd rather chew

I am a running joke
the fire and the smoke

I am the forgotten
lost and unwanted


I am the last one picked
I am twisted
And I am sick
I am everyone's last resort.
 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
wren
7:14 PM //
Will you marry me?

                                                                                             7:38 PM //
        Yes. Not today though, it would be dark by the time we got home.

2:30 PM //
Marry me

                                                                                            2:35 PM //
                                                                                                     One day

6:50 PM //
Marry me

                                                                                            6:50 PM //
                                                                             I can't today, but I will

2:14 PM //
Will you marry me

                                                                                           2:16 PM //
                                                                  Yes. It's too hot today though

2:17 PM //
I got a bag of cheetos I've been trying to finish for like 3 days can we get married when I'm done with the bag

                                                                                           2:20 PM //
                                                                                         I guess we'll see

6:27 PM //
Will you marry me
                                                                                           6:28 PM //
                                      I'm not dressed well enough but yes, eventually

6:29 PM //
I'd marry you in pajamas and you'd still be absolutely stunning

                                                                                           6:30 PM //
                                                                                             You're lovely

11:42 PM //
Lets get married
                                                                                          11:43 PM //
                                                        If you insist. It's kind of late though

11:43 PM //
It's daytime somewhere

                                                  
                                                         tn
A week or so ago, I started collecting screenshots of when my girlfriend asks me to marry her, which is literally once a day. So this is what I have.
 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
wren
11/8/14
 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
wren
Your words melted from the heat of your mouth
and dripped from your tongue.
The syllables sounded like gunshots firing from your lips
dropping against the ground with a metallic thud.
How many times have you performed this execution?
Deep down I knew you were a fox and I was a rabbit
but I never thought you would stop my heart in such a way.
My heart stuttered when you said my name
but now the mention of yours freezes me
like the cold that creeps into a lifeless body.
You always said you had no soul
but with every death you leave in your wake,
you collect yet another.
I remember begging you to stop speaking
to stop reloading your bullets.
But what's the point when you already planned
to leave me behind, struggling to breathe?
drunken stupor
in a sea of turmoil
the soul wrenched
to the point of spoil

ever looking for the answers
in a dram or two
yet none come his world
steeped by the brew

to rise above
the bottle's neck
to be clean
not a train wreck

where to seek refuge
a port beyond the grog's hell
to be again
of mind and soul well

the plimsoll line
that equalizing point
to recover life's direction
without the *****'s anoint

a sea of height
the beating down of alcohol's grip
to make fast
the rudderless ship
 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
Liz King
I thought I knew
the answers
believed I understood time

Time is man-made
and so are the answers

I’m allowing myself
to say I don’t know
unravelling my assumptions
I don’t wish to miss reality
 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
Liz King
At sunset you told me
what you were holding back
your plans
your dreams
how wide they stretched
your eyes sparkled
at the road ahead

At sunrise
I found you missing

I recall
your plans
your dreams
the light in your eyes
did not include me
Don't imitate me;
it's as boring
    as the two halves of a melon.
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