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Ivy Rose Aug 2015
You stare at your feet for a few moments,
you weigh out the odds of surviving,
and you jump.

You start falling, or rather, flying.
you get the chills.

Thrills. Sparks. Genuine laughter.

You feel free, you feel more alive than you ever have.

In the back of your mind there is worry,
will you make it? Or is this rush only going to last until the water hits?

You don't care,
in fact,
I don't think you ever did.

You scream, you feel as much as you possibly can,
and then you hit the water.

Passion, rebirth, lust.
A new beginning.

And that's what loving him is like.
I just hope I can remember how to swim.
(i.r.)
J Jul 2015
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Why is the world so complicated,
So populated.
Whoever you are, you're hated.
Trust has already faded.
People acting,
Reality, just backstabbing.
I'm just asking,
To remove that masking.
Your true colours are contrasting.
Throw countless insults at me,
That's if you're free,
Point my flaws and I'd agree
Try and see.
You ain't perfect too.
Here's a clue,
Something about you.
Your imperfection is true.
Step aside and do something new.
Society's standards are always too high,
Forced to abide by.
Sigh.
Emily Snow Jun 2015
im tired, and i love you
but im bored and you will get bored of me
i would rather stay in bed
and dream of flying tigers killing me
in the backseat of your van

kick your shoes off at my feet
oh, you found my heart;
an anemic white wolf
running for the ocean and then folding
into the sound of your name
rushing to the underside of a goodbye

ill touch your back and warm your hands
but then ill cut them off
and tie them around my neck
you will reach to get them back, but with what?
you dont have hands

smiles sneaking beneath soft rocks
falling into my hollow hands
melting through and through the sand
to give me heat and tremble my skin

the smell of your shirt pulls me in
im your vulture
im tearing at your skin
i traced the shape of sorrow on your thigh
gave you a headache and started to cry
common answers running through
gave you cancer, pulled your tooth

im tired, and i love you
but im bored and im in bed
besides, how would you hold my love?
thick and sloppy; dripping blood
you don't have hands
1:30 am
Luna Lynn May 2015
you run through my mind like water
cleansing any good left in this world
showers of emotions that cannot be restrained
down upon my heart do they rain
and in seeking shelter from the storm
i find myself in the trap you've created
left with no option but to strip myself down and now my soul is naked
though i stopped answering your calls
i remember how good you felt inside me
soon i am prisonor at war that's been taken
(and you always seem to find me)

what say you? you crazy man of a fool
i've sent you packing straight to hell
(though i've been there a few times too)
it's when the chill in the air becomes too cool
that i feel the need to be abused by you
and the pain in the pleasure is worth the ravishing beating
we say it's love, but what's the true meaning?
when two souls are colliding because they've come out of hiding just to give way to waters receding

you say i'm your revolution
that i am the sun to your earth
i say some lies are worth believing
(yet they always seem to work)
a round of applause to the love
that always makes it hurt
a standing ovation to the taste of your kiss
that always makes it worse
because you will always leave
and i will always turn away
but you will always be back
and i will always vow to stay

what's the meaning any way?
an addict never tells the truth they say
shoot me with your broken promises any day; right in the veins
the high is a euphoria i can't explain
we've everything to lose
we've nothing to gain
i am addicted to your madness
you are addicted to my pain

rebels in a world that isn't ours
we set the standards; there are no bars
there is no sun to set; there are no stars
there is just us

whoever we are
(C) Maxwell 2015
Claire Gleeson Feb 2015
Us
Dangling hands, smash, and crash with furious intention, a bond growing, denial showing, what a great team we play together....could I confess it? Never. A nurtured hatred peaking, instinct leaning for a kiss, without a thought...oh ****! So wrong, but so right, everything about us screams NO....and go, all at once. But wait, says my mind, let's get this straight this time.

We both love another, you and me, you *******....you and I, we could have had a cry, and might have been alright. But instead we sit, un lit, two bulbs without a socket, drenched in self loathing, and moaning how nothings changed at all.

Not nothing, something, and if not everything, at least one thing. We're not alone, you and I, and theres no need to bone because hey, we're mates, and even though we don't date, I've got you, and you've got me. Who would want a friendship that seems that free? I don't know. Maybe, me.
Attempting verse playwriting/poeming for a change. Inspired by terminus rhyme after late night monologue work....
Aubrey Lambert Oct 2014
Some Things Take Time.
So this thing, it may take time.
This thing, the one I'm walking in the middle of;
the one I'm picking and scraping at to find more complicated answers to;
this thing I'm twisting and making myself dizzy to uncover riddles and cryptograms within;
this thing which has a note at the bottom, a note that answers it all, a note that reads:
Some Things Take Time.
9/10/14
Black POETRESS Sep 2014
Its just ***
So why you catching feelings
When your body was the only part of the deal and
We agreed that your mouth don't come with it
Do you want us to quit?
He would say
As he ****** her soul from between her lips
And tighten up his grip on her hips

You had a choice before
You dont wanna be "just friends" anymore
I never wanted a rrelationship
You got yourself into this situationship
So stop that whining ****
He whispered looking into the mirror that was once her eyes
Before he made her blind
Before he couldn't see through her

I llove what you give to me
I love when you pleasing me
But I don't want you loving me
The *** is just enough for me
It was fun when it was hard to get
Now you're just hard to respect
Now your eyes are clouded with regret
He moaned thrusting into her mentality
Stroking her disabilities
To love herself
To love anyone else
Cause he's all she can see
He's the only thing that's real
He's all she learned to feel
And he's just expecting her to deal

Chill out with the feelings
You're getting unappealing
Your soul is so revealing
The poet in you lost all her meaning
You're demeaning
Youre no longer a woman
You're a substance
You're just a thing
He reveals stripping her of self security
Ripping off the bandage that she placed over her heart so carefully


But you're light
You shine so bright
You're all I think about at night
You make everything so right
But you're making me weak
Love is sweet
But not for someone who makes a living in the streets
I'd rather love you in the sheets
And rip your heart out before you leave
The biggest punishment that life could ever give
Give to you I mean
The biggest punishment would be falling in love with unloveable me
He thought carefully
Quietly
Watching the tears fall from her face
Watching her steps as she leave his place
As his home and heart and soul becomes empty again
He only knows how to cause pain
Only knows how to inflict gentle suffering
Cause everyone he's ever loved left him in the rain
But she let him in
And he's letting her go again.
After all its just ***
So why did she catch feelings
When her body was the only part of the deal and
He gave her the choice before
To be "just friends" and nothing more
Although he wants so Much more .
Life is quite simple like E=MC²
It takes trials and tribulations to grip the formula
Complicated
But in the end
It's quite simple
A magic mushroom enlightenment.
Amitav Radiance Jul 2014
Simple things in Life seems complicated
Brains busy mapping the branching logic
Trying out every possible options
Getting lost in the labyrinth of paths
Losing out on the options given by Life
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