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She was costly Bordeaux
  he was recycled biker leather,
her classic affluent beauty
  yearned for motorcycle thrills,
she lifted him up a grade
     he brought her down to street level,
  they fused at steamy rush hours
   under trafficked high ways,
    pursuant to reckless merging
                   reality's intersections accelerated            
   crashing expedited speed limits,
       would never again drive
  mid smoothly paved junctures
             at the standard rate of normal
...is that I was scared but you made me feel better.

...is that I loved having you hold me.

...is that I felt comfort from you playing with my hair and I didn't truly mean to deter you. I just didn’t know what to say.

...is that I enjoy how you treat me. I only voice complainants to have something to say.

...is that I actually liked watching you play your stupid video games.

...is that I would love for you to teach me how to play. I would loudly protest but behind that show of dislike I would love that you took the time and had the patience to teach me how to play.

...is that I want you to pick me up and place me on you lap because I would never put myself there.

...is that I have never been on a real date.

...is that I don’t know how to properly act when it comes to subtle hints. I will over think it all because of how I was raised.

...is that I ask you those questions about my own life because it’s all against what I was taught.

...is that I hate the way my mom talks about you.

...is that I hate the way my mom talks about me.

...is that I don’t exercise because when I do I feel belittled and ugly by my parents comments.

...is that I felt confident because you said I looked good in that shirt, even if I did ask you.

...is that I felt **** because of me for once and not my clothes that morning you kissed me the first time.

...is that I loved your best friend but we have both moved on and I have moved on to you.

...is that I know I’m probably wasting my time trying to go after you but I see it as a worthy cause.

...is that I know I’ll most likely get hurt by you but I welcome it.
A list of things I won't tell you but you will end up knowing because of this. Oops.
Dark eyes glint in the night
But nothing is as it seems
This isn’t a predator of evil
Though it can be one of flesh
It hates to be one of the mind
Yet somehow I feel at home
I know I am walking into the lion’s den
Laying down by it’s side
And trusting it not to hurt me
I am aware this is foolish
But I don’t really care
I left my worries and concerns at the door
Those aren’t needed here
I have faith in my captor
Though I’m not held against my will
I enjoy every second of it
The old me would have hated it
All of it
From being so close to someone
To letting someone speak to me the way they do
Though it isn’t completely wrong
I know those words aren’t meant to hurt me
Somehow I am unscathed
I feel I could flourish here
Poison flowing freely
Words not leaving marks
Only actions matter
Strong arms holding me prisoner
But I am oh to willing
Now I just fantasize of a predator’s eyes
I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes his eyes come back to life in my mind and fantasies start over again. How am going to sleep for a whole month at this rate?
Late nights
Turn to early mornings
Crowded beds
Become more appealing
When you’re wrapped up in someone’s arms
Only sleep for maybe an hour
But it doesn’t matter
Your mood couldn’t have soured
Being pressed up against that warm body
A hand resting on your side
Your mind slowing down for once
Different thoughts start to form
Unsure of what to do
You burry your face
That hand moves though
And soon
You are face to face
With entrancing eyes
Chin tipped up just a bit
Next thing you know
That high you felt hours ago
Is replaced with something better
Their lips against yours
You break apart
Your don’t stop smiling for what seems like hours
And all you do
Is wish you had said what you thought
Don’t stop
It was all worth only getting a hour and a half of sleep that night.
Fast beat
Heavy base
That’s how it starts
Next thing you know
You’ve slapped a *****
Burned some bridges
Await some much needed fun
Give up on your fears
Take your life by the horns
Decide your going to do it
That thing you’ve been skirting around for the past month
You know the one
Well you’re going to do it
Whether it’s a good idea or not
Just waiting for the soonest possible moment
You don’t care of the outcomes anymore
The person who cared
They left
That version of yourself is dead and gone
Now its time to become
A reckless hurricane
A swarm of emotions
Impulses
Desires
Actions
No over thinking
Just what you want
When you want it
Let the music take over
No more control over yourself
Just reckless fun
I guess this has been a long time coming
I slapped her
Hard

She deserved it

**** if I care what bridges I burn

All I see in my future now
Achole
Drugs
***
Loud music

It took two years
But I did it
I ended that **** for once
Not her

I just burned another bridge in the process
**** it
I don’t ******* care

I feel it now
I will actually go after him
**** my fears
If they rear their ugly heads
I’ll slap them like I slapped that *****

My life is mine now
**** everything that has been holding me back
The old me is now dead and buried

No more bullshiit
I will take what I want
When I want it
I dont ******* care anymore

Look over your shoulders
Lock your doors
Here I ******* come

My matches are lit
And my mind is made

**** this
Oh well, here goes nothing.
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