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#stabbedintheback
Went to the fridge, opened up This package moved, for sure. Lifted it up, It's not heavy like it was before. Oh Gosh, there were 5 pieces, Now they are four. Looked up in the Bathroom, What can I Do. He's busy singing and tripping And I need to take a bath too. Mixed emotions, That's what he always presents to me Neighbors come by, He tries to be ME. Lying to them, That he's always Happy Therefore I'm the grumpy one, Treated like trash I feel like a lost puppy
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 7:15 AM UTC
Mysterious Roommate
I want to be the only desire you have when you wake up in the middle of the night sweating for pleasure; where the tension is so strong I stir in my sleep to ask you what is the matter and you timidly answer that you had a nightmare, even though it's a lie and you're too shy to admit to your carnal need and express that the real reason you're awake is because your dream nearly made you wet and it disturbed you because the person in your head at the time wasn't me. It all seemed so real, until you woke up with my small frame beside you, with my chest rising and falling slowly and the growing pressure against your boxer briefs was becoming too much as you stared at my smooth skin. I nearly frightened you when I asked of your well-being, you didn't think that wishing I would wake would work. As you told me you had woken from terror, I turned over drowsily crawling over you to embrace you with kisses and 'everything will be alrights.' When you started to shiver from my affections I knew that there were other reasons we both had stirred like this in the middle of the night. Our passion became heated, but I could smell the guilt on you. Something was wrong, something was the matter. We continued though until we both finished in each others' sweat and had inhaled enough of one-another's carbon dioxide to save thousands of trees. Only then did you tell me another had tasted who I wanted so badly to keep for my own for the rest of my life. Only then did you tell me you did me wrong in so many ways. Only then did you tell me that you no longer dreamed of me and you abandoned me. Just like everyone else. Just like you promised... That you never would.
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
I'm Never Needed
I want to be the only desire you have when you wake up in the middle of the night sweating for pleasure; where the tension is so strong I stir in my sleep to ask you what is the matter and you timidly answer that you had a nightmare, even though it's a lie and you're too shy to admit to your carnal need and express that the real reason you're awake is because your dream nearly made you wet and it disturbed you because the person in your head at the time wasn't me. It all seemed so real, until you woke up with my small frame beside you, with my chest rising and falling slowly and the growing pressure against your boxer briefs was becoming too much as you stared at my smooth skin. I nearly frightened you when I asked of your well-being, you didn't think that wishing I would wake would work. As you told me you had woken from terror, I turned over drowsily crawling over you to embrace you with kisses and 'everything will be alrights.' When you started to shiver from my affections I knew that there were other reasons we both had stirred like this in the middle of the night. Our passion became heated, but I could smell the guilt on you. Something was wrong, something was the matter. We continued though until we both finished in each others' sweat and had inhaled enough of one-another's carbon dioxide to save thousands of trees. Only then did you tell me another had tasted who I wanted so badly to keep for my own for the rest of my life. Only then did you tell me you did me wrong in so many ways. Only then did you tell me that you no longer dreamed of me and you abandoned me. Just like everyone else. Just like you promised... That you never would.
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