#thrilling
I saw a dream,
The horror struck me so bad,
I started recalling my mom and dad
I was scared of people, of things and lives,
What if my heart stops racing or my eyes light!?
I could feel my life, balancing on a dice
I felt lonely like there was no one by my side,
In the world I saw everyone cherish,
I could feel myself dying in that world ‘full of life’
I was scared of losing the memories I cherished, the people I loved,
I was scared of the loneliness which once comforted me,
That darkness will ever haunt me
I could feel those shadows chasing me,
I didn’t ever want’em to grab me,
“Go away! Don’t rush me!”
I wish I knew back then it was lucid,
It was the hardest my heart ever pounded,
Once I tripped, I laid stranded.
Uneasy by the situation, I grabbed on something,
Unbelievably, that thing could speak!?
“What you’re dreaming?” that thing asked,
I stammered, “Has the world ended?”
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:22 AM UTC
A detective woke up from a deep slumber
To only get a glimpse of his wife
Bathing in her own blood, lifeless
It was truly a ghastly sight
Stunned by what he saw
It took him a long time to comprehend
And when he did
He weeped and mourned
He ought to bring her justice
A million questions
A thousand interrogations
Hundreds of suspects
Numerous clues
Time passed by
And the culprit hasn't been caught
Fraustration ate him
And he screamed curses into the abyss in vexation
The day finally came
He now knew who it was
He knew who the monster was
He miscalculated everything
The culprit is starting at his soul
With ****** hands and a devilish smirk
"Good job" it whispered to him
As he started at the reflection of himself
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 4:12 AM UTC
They do have the best stories.
May not be very bubbly
Or comedic,
But thrilling,
At the least.
Horror
Is
The most fascinating
Genre.
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 4:16 AM UTC
And there's something that happens
When we talk
When we touch
As our buttons unfasten
Pour feelings into *** and such
Trying not to overthink each action
No matter how I try
Cannot avoid distraction
Sounds of ecstasy amplify
When our hot blood flows faster
Worlds halt breifly and stand still
Irresistible desire becomes my master
Leaves me desperate for your thrill
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC
when there was no muse, I sat in the dull light with you
wasting away were the streets to your door
night as the stamp that said go, we found the sunlight cold
anything that kept us apart was the depths of not
now that I know of another place, another you
we can talk of nothing and not care that it will be nothing
but bliss’ beaming, it’s our something, I’m your dose of thrilling
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
Laying beside him and unable to speak
He wraps himself around my every breath
Unfolding into his sensual warm wet kisses
If I go away this moment
I will have known what it feels to be loved
Finally
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 6:28 AM UTC
Twisting, turning, rumbling, tumbling in my stomach
Out of the blue it turns into a roaring sea-I’m awestruck
This change strikes me so quickly
I couldn’t have even seen it coming
It makes me anxious—my head is ringing.
It thrills me—like the top of a rollercoaster.
It takes my breath away.
Atop a mountain the wind threatens to knock me over
Yet the feeling is too great—where I want to be is closer.
Vulnerable.
Twisting, turning, rumbling, tumbling in my stomach
Like day and night—I’m awestruck.
Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 9:04 AM UTC
i want to feel the rush,
the tingly fireworks under my skin,
the buzzing sparks of awakeness.
i want to feel the bubble burst in my chest.
i want to dance. i want to ride the music
like a rollercoaster,
i want the thrill of the next drop,
the next wave of euphoria
pulsating through my veins
like electric current conducted by
all the goings-on around me
i want your energy and my energy
mixing together in the air around us
like a glittery galaxy milky-way aura,
a sanctuary of our own vibrations,
a place where our hearts are huge
and our egos small.
a place of peace, of love,
of unity, and respect,
of higher elevations
and acceptance for all.
can't we just do drugs?
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
Those piercing eyes,
Cause piercing cries,
That cut the night,
To be devoured by flies.
All the wise,
Will seek demise,
When the only prize,
Is foolish delight.
Have a bite,
Of broken ties,
And lover's pies,
Caked in lies.
A woman dies,
In fading light,
Of teeming fright,
From piercing stares.
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 8:33 PM UTC
We are spinning!
Spinning!
Spinning!
Yes, we are tumbling down.
It is thrilling!
Thrilling!
Thrilling!
Up until we hit the ground.
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 7:17 PM UTC
[RECOVERED POEM OF MINE THAT I FOUND]
I’m utterly terrified at making people understand
No matter how many times you explain
They will never fully know
It’s a scary thing
But also kind of thrilling
You can whisper all your thoughts to the universe
And they will hold them forever
But the people you talk to about your feelings
Won’t ever be as good of a listener
As the stars
s. a. s // 8:26 PM, December 18th, 2014
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Your eyes dance with me, a sweet un-changing melody. I find myself orbiting you, as if I were the only planet in your solar system.
To find myself wrapped in your arms a desirable longing that's left unquenched.
I want to see your bottom lip tremble, to feel the gasp of breath escape your parted lips.
I want to feel you quiver beneath me as you sing a harmonious tune.
Lock eyes with me within our dance.
I want to sing for you, too.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
I try to put my thoughts of you, this, us, whatever this is or isn't and how it makes me feel..I try to put all of it into words. I don't even care if they're beautiful or not at this point, I just want them to be in word from so I can clear the mental space.
But I'm starting to realize that the reason it won't happen, the reason I have no free mental space is because you have driven me to the point of a depressing, thrilling, painful, madness.
And I'm addicted to the slivers of blissful hope found buried within the shards of confusing misery you leave behind in my bed.
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC