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  Jan 2015 DaSH the Hopeful
Frances
Touch me where it ******* HURTS
    My mind is your last unconquered frontier
      My body is yours
Inside and out
        And i feel your control without a doubt

  I like the taste of you
I like the taste of these leather straps that hold me back
       But for the life of me i hate feeling numb to your every whip and lash

      SO TOUCH ME WHERE IT HURTS
Where love doesn't live
          In my mind and I'll give you the key
      To unlock my heart and my tar black soul coated in pathetic misery

     TOUCH ME WHERE IT HURTS
I promise i have no emotion to offer
But my body is yours, every broken inch
    To do with watcha wanna

Just touch me where it hurts..
  Jan 2015 DaSH the Hopeful
Gracie Anne
I keep my paintbrush with me
Wherever I may go
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn’t show.
I’m so afraid to show you me
Afraid of what you’ll do-
That you might laugh or say mean things;
I’m afraid I might lose you.

But if you be patient and close your eyes
I’ll strip off my paint coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.
Now my coats are all stripped off-
I feel naked, bare, and cold.
But if you still love me with all that you see
You are my friend, pure as gold.

I need to keep my paintbrush, though,
And hold it in my hand.
I need to keep it handy
In case someone doesn’t understand.
So please protect me, my dear friend,
And thanks for loving me true.
But, please, let me keep my paintbrush with me
Until I love me too.
Yes, I know that all of you have probably already read this somewhere, so i want you to know that i never use my real name online, and i switch it up a lot. Thus, Brianna Jones is NOT my real name.
I have traveled far
On this journey we call life
And I assure you
The true road to happiness
Begins within your own heart
Tanka
DaSH the Hopeful Jan 2015
When those you supposedly hold close grow comatose
From the cold wind you blow from your collective holes
You'll know
The strength of the silence bearing down on your throat
Ripping your stupid little thoughts to shreds as they're spoke
You're nothing and never have been and I'll let it be known
In the absence of the annoyance you call your voice
These men you fill your life with will resound and rejoice
They could never fill the void you left in yourself
You're pathetic, worthless, and far beyond help
Dedicated to the more treacherous members of the Herring family. They know who they are.
DaSH the Hopeful Jan 2015
Take it just a little too deep

       Skin burning
   Knuckles cracking
         Knees buckle
  Just reacting

       Flying overhead with torn wings

Im a sad excuse of skin and bones
But you love me when we're alone

Take me back to where I was
Before I met you
Before I loved you
We used to have friends in common
Now I talk to no one but you

I give my heart and mind just to taste you.
I know I'll never get them back.
DaSH the Hopeful Jan 2015
The only thing i solemnly swear
Is to violently tear
A hole in the sky
And climb through the air til im finally there
A few died on a cross just to try and be heirs
Facing facts God's face is black and they're inherently scared
If i reach a throne
Physical or metaphorical
I'm dealing miracles like morphine drips
And you could score a few
Otherwise
Im holding torture tournaments
Inside the gates of heaven
God begging ME for mercy as i torch him and his brethren
Eleven times over I've tried to bind Jehovah
To a book men have died for trying to be soldiers
Writ in blood the words inside lose all their touch
Im losing all this blood just to try and feel the rush
Of turning the last page and alighting all the brush
Don't back away from the flame

Its just me

Talking to US
I am Legion?)))
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