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Caitlin Sheptock Oct 2012
I’m a roaming soul; don’t know where I’m going to go
Don’t want to give my heart to the city, don’t want to give you what it is I’ve got.
Because it’s the world sitting atop my shoulders
But I don’t want to give you what it is I got because this pain is all I’ve got
All I’ve got left over when the world ends
All I’ve got when the worlds hung me out to dry
Floating high out here in outer space,
Here where no one moves but the galaxies speeding infinitely away from me.
Caitlin Sheptock Oct 2012
You know that ringing sound that you will perceive when you are in a very quiet area? Some people say this is an auditory-illusion brought about the ear’s inability to detect frequencies below the threshold of the human senses. This is completely wrong. That ringing covers up something else altogether. If you are quick, patient, and maybe a little lucky, you will be able to hear past the ringing. What you will hear are voices whispering to each other. They will silence themselves quickly but with practice, you will become more adept at catching and interpreting what they are saying. You will hear things of the past, the present, and the future. However, you must be careful. Because there is no such thing as a voice without a body.

And when you start noticing them, they will start noticing you.
Caitlin Sheptock Oct 2012
I didn’t ask you to love me
This was your choice to stay.
I just asked you to be there,
With me, for me,
Want to be alone with me not without me.
Being alone was horrible
But being alone with you is even worse
I’d never felt more invisible to someone.
Feel the questioning of an old friend staring at my face
But never understanding if they were seeing me inside there.

I carved a hole in my chest to let you bleed out of it,
I never asked you to love me.
But I was hoping you’d stick around long enough to care back.
But your silent flee was louder than any of the door slams from our fights.
You’re not the man for me I’m not the woman for you.
That doesn’t stop me from oozing raspberry pain
Out of the little pink cuts you left on the shards of my already shattered heart.
It was a broken heart before you,
So when I let you in I warned you, you could get hurt.
I thought this would hurt less to pull you out
To tear you out from something that had been previously destroyed.
Caitlin Sheptock Oct 2012
You will always be the one that got away
You’re so similar to me, it’s just,
We.
I need everything I can get from you forever.
I cared for you as a creature,
Before I cared for you as a lover.
We have the same heart,
We have the same soul.
We know the same agony,
We know the same flesh.
For so long your artistry pushed down by
A Wretched harlot smoothing your expression yet
You were her willing prisoner
For so long I’ve waited for your call.
To once again call your name out loudly, ecstatically.
You say my name in your low rasp, resonance
Deeply quakes from your chords to my strings
Once more I am your puppet.
Caitlin Sheptock Oct 2012
I flashback thru my memories from long times past,
Wonder how you could take what we had and toss it out like trash.
Waited my whole life for a lover/friend/partner like you,
I wish you could be mine with all I’ve got inside me.
But with that other girl in all your photographs,
She doesn’t look like it’s a temporary thing
So I guess I’ll have to wait till this life ends
And hope the little I’ve got can last until then.

The pictures mean nothing; she doesn’t know what I know
She doesn’t know what I do for you.
You’re perfect and perfect for me too because I’m perfect for you.
Wait here forever for one more chance
To prove my love is worth it, that it’s pure
That it lasts and does not become thin or faded.
Your name pops up on my phone:
“It’s me, stop calling just leave me alone”
I guess that means you’re happy now
Hadn’t picked me out of the crowd.
But how could you not?
I’ve given you every single little piece of me I’ve got
“It’s over now, don’t try to get it back”
You don’t have to say it; I can read it on your face.
Caitlin Sheptock Jun 2012
Vampyer’s memory

I am most alive on nights like this
Under a full moon I slither and whine
Creep up you in the shadows
I will sink my teeth into your Luna lit skin
Scarlet, cream and pitch darkness mingle and melt
Our bodies’ look like frozen blood under the starless canopy
Slip into the darkest parts of me
While I carve my name in your back
Drink till you thirst no more
And I will bring the us into darkness
Bathed in pale light
We kiss one last time
With nightshade lips
Caitlin Sheptock Jun 2012
You’re beautiful
I slept with your best friend
I can’t stop thinking about you
No one knows you exist
Will you meet my parents?
My friends are oblivious
Be with me always
I cheat on you mercilessly
Marry me
I’m an adulterer
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