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 Oct 2015 anastasia
caroline
and i realized it wasn't love,
when i reached to touch your heart,
and you reached to touch my *******.
 Sep 2015 anastasia
atticus
ocean
 Sep 2015 anastasia
atticus
you crashed into me like waves
pulling me under, drowning me
as your lips met mine, i lost my breath
your taste filling my lungs like water

you touched me as if i was the smoothest seashell on the beach
your tongue felt like sand as it traced my thighs
i became a hurricane with you
nothing could stop my love for you

then you found a pearl
you tossed me back onto the sand
my storm slowly went away
as i watched you touch her just like you use to with me
 Sep 2015 anastasia
princessv
Falling in love is easy
Staying in love is hard
sometimes
I was asked
         
                 why don't you
                   write something
                                 positive?

postive,
positive?

maybe it's like
school,
it's hard to weave
interests into subjects
coincident not
of delight

a page is an unworn
white t-shirt
that i seem to stain
unrecognizable
when my pen
wipes it's fingers

and theres nothing
more to clean my
hands with

so i guess
why i don't write
positives a majority
of the time
is because when it rains
the ground doesn't
just decide to stay dry.
Pain was the only thing that's left with her. Her mind was blank and her heart was gone, stolen. Left her hanging in the dark with no one to hold onto.

She was trapped and shackled with memories that are absurd. Promises that tied her up in the darkness making her feel weak -- wanting to break fee. She was hopeless. Devastated.

Maybe this was her prize. She loved him too much that she forget who she was and who wants to be. She let him destroyed her, leaving herself wounded with unbearable pain.
 Sep 2015 anastasia
NvrMnd
...
His words
Are sweet

Like chocolate
.
.
.
But has a bitter
aftertaste


**A Poison Cornucopia!
Sweet words -don't let them trick you.
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