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Wrap me in your cold embrace
Stroke my goose bumps tenderly
Soothe my shivers with a whisper
Rub my cheeks red with glee
Every night I look up in the sky
pointing out the brightest stars
finding constellations
thinking about us
can we also create something special like the stars had connected to create wonderful constellations

It pains me thinking that he is one of the brightest stars while I belong to the tiny ones scattered around him
having no chance of being seen by him

I tried to fire myself up
created a supernova out of me
but instead of his attention that I've been longing for
all I got was strained stares of those around me
tired of watching me trying so hard when everyone knows forever he and I are not meant for each other

Who knows?
I argued, not wanting to believe that the chance that I got for him to notice me is only larger than the size of an atom, close to nothing.

I thought I was dauntless by being a supernova, but it's too late to realize that I was just another fool chasing someone so impossible o reach.
hey, you drink,
you brake ****,
collateral skeletal damage -
pounce on the *****!
We are all nerds,
Just looking for the-
Right glasses to wear,
The right pants to lift,
The right tie to bear,
An the right book to pick.
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
I want to love my voice y'all
Learn to be me
I can see everything
Except how to be free

In my own skin
Around my own kin
This **** is crazy
One the factors why I don't have a baby

I wanna show them
Real love from the heart
The thing that stays together
When you fall apart

Hold on to it
But learn to let it go
When both can feel right
Then you'll know
One of my best in the moment writing ever to date
Drown me in floral and hope
And dip me in my mother's blood
Since its in me anyway
quivering joystick
mellow honeypot
perfect blend!

fantasies
exciting hues
life is kicking!

huge dreams
coupled creations
cream puff realization!

dimples and smiling eyes
pretty gums drooling
sunshine babies!

art on the clouds
mad shapes
psychedelia anew!

o the futility
wishes were horses
flight and dissipation!
 Dec 2015 Brennan James Taylor
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I tremble at the thought
that you might get drunk
with too much of me,
and that my sweet-bitterness
that you once so craved
just start running stale;
that you'd wake up
with a hangover to
some other different ale.
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We're trains on two different tracks,
Living parallel lives, only passing by.
I have dreams of a head on collision,
One where the breaks are hit just fast enough so neither one of us is comepleatly destroyed.

But I might not mind being destroyed by you
if you take your time with me
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