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 Feb 2014 Trader Tim
Traveler
Exes exist
Taking up space
Try to forget them
Try to erase
Yet sooner or later
There they are
Disfigurements
On the surface
Emotional scars...
My ex is the Devil's daughter.
is there such thing
as a happy poet
True Beauty* is from within

That merely *reflects
on the physical self


- Feb 28th, 2014.  2:06 pm.
The physical self is a distraction- Most people fall for it.
They don't look for true beauty.
They seek shells.
When those shells are broken/damaged, they no longer want it.
Because they only loved the shell to begin with.

Not once did I love someone just for their shell.
I love you for you, nothing less, nothing more.
~LOVE is good~
My heart bleeds* for all those who have suffered wrongfully.

                                      My eyes water when I see what they've been through.


My hands stretch out towards them  but they are so far away...

                                      I wish I could help you  ALL  overcome your pain


I clasp, I bow and I pray - that any evil be removed from wherever you are           today in everyway.


A Reaction I Feel Daily

- Feb 28th, 2014  2:47 pm.
Wishing I could heal. Words are all I have for now. <3
I stumbled upon the shadow
Of your last words
They were black
Sad
And free

I watched them flutter
In the space of sky
That was once above you
Now beside you
Like the butterflies
You would catch
In a jar

The words
The last ones
To leave your lips
Were haunted
By the clear cage
They were about to enter
They were as loud as a scream
And as quiet as silence

I watched them
Heard them
Kissed them
In my calloused palms
And wished
I was still yours
Forever
No One Deserves ANY Bad Treatment!

*
Regardless
of whatever reason you believe justifies your actions!

Don't do it!

Don't think about it!

You will regret it
!

- Feb, 28th, 2014   2:56 pm
 Feb 2014 Trader Tim
Satsuki
Fin
 Feb 2014 Trader Tim
Satsuki
Fin
I can't fake a smile anymore. 18 years and I'm just too tired. I can't keep ruining things with the way I am. I really tried. For a long time, I did. But it's too much now, so I'm letting go. Letting it all go. Because it's too much weight to bear anymore.
"i bet you're loud in bed."

**** right i am,
i'll make the plaster shake down on your
quaking body
and scream my pleasure so it fills every
empty space in our skin.

i'm not afraid to be a *****
because the only thing
quite as firm and unforgiving as my heart
are my legs.
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