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A Watoot Apr 2015
Dragged in the corner of the room
My porcelain face started to crack
But I was made with eyes that cannot cry

I was given to you as a present
I was a sign of prestige for young girls
But I was put behind the wardrobe

I understand my looks gave you creeps
But my smile was genuine
Yet my stare was far off from this world

I wasn't given a life, only pretty colors
Etched on my skin were features of a human girl
On porcelain skin, I cannot show emotions
I have a victorian porcelain doll hidden behind my closet.  It kinda creep me out so i placed it behind my wardrobe.  I wonder if this is her life.
A Watoot Apr 2015
I am so sorry for invading part of your privacy.
A Watoot May 2015
You understood my tears,
and fought away all my fears.
It's been pretty quiet tonight,
I know everything's gonna be alright.
shh
A Watoot Aug 2015
Milk falls into my cup of coffee.
Carefully, I swish the pitcher while
Perfecting the art of latte.
Bubbles all velvety from the perfect aeration.
I made a Rosetta-
though not perfect,
it's enough to make me smile.
:)
A Watoot Apr 2015
Sand on my hair,
Salt in my ears,
Fish on my toe.
I grabbed a handful of sand
and tossed it in the sea.
A ripple formed.
The hardened sand scattered into the sea;
tiny little grains;
And I remembered why I did not choose you.
It's because you never really loved me.
ah.weird memories. no ache.  plain numb.
A Watoot Jun 2015
Some people find ******* pleasure in looking down on everyone.
gah. people.
or worst
your prof.
A Watoot Mar 2015
She turns off the lights,
lights a scented candle- lavender, her favorite.
She lays her tired body
and surrenders to the needs of her inner self.
She knows she's empowered.
She knows herself.
She knows what she wants.

Her petals wet with her desires.
She reaches inwards as deep as the night.

Her body quivers while she lets out soft moans
until she can take it no more; but she knows what she wants.
She never stopped reaching for the glory of self love.

Her moans grow louder.
Her state of mind in disarray.

An earthquake.
A huge internal earthquake.

Non-destructive.
Recuperative.

Pulse.  Pulse.  Pul­se.

She knows what she wants.
She breathes in deep and smiles.
Another take on sensual.
A Watoot Apr 2015
No.
Stop telling me to wait
Because I won't anymore.
Stop telling me you'll come*
Because I know you won't.

You are a liar.

Heck.  I like to be alone.
What good could you do?

I've been as cold as ice;
As hard as rock but
I showed my softness
For the sake of friendship.

I am still me.

This friendship is over
I am officially severing ties with people who are toxic.  I now see you only as objects.  Thank you very much for the things you've done.  I'm now turning my back to you like you've always done to me.
A Watoot Aug 2015
I cried, bent, and got burned but I stood up and spoke my mind.

I never deserved to be treated like trash
Because I **** you not when I say I am a diamond.

I am a diamond that you threw away.
Guess what?
I'll ******' shine my luster so that you'll go blind.

I'll ******' shine.
A Watoot Mar 2015
Tonight, once again,  
I'm left in the corner, broken.
Tonight is yet another night

But I refuse to leave.

Tonight is full of excuses.
Once again, my heart's so used to, it grew calluses.
Tonight is yet another night

But I refuse to leave.
A Watoot Apr 2015
It's pretty simple actually.
Make love to me like you don't know what tomorrow is;
Like a hungry animal craving for flesh.
Worship me like I'm providing you air for breathing.
Love me like I'm the best person in the world;
Like I'm the perfect person.
Make me feel that I'm special.
Even if I'm the ******* person in the world,
Make me feel like I'm a special kind of ****.
Give me the love that I deserve.

*Treat me like a queen;
A queen that loves you, she bows down to her slave.
It's as simple as that.
A Watoot May 2015
Sores of the universe
Come by me
Every string that I pluck
Makes a resonating sound

Hum with me, my dearest
Sing this simple song
And smile just because
Your sores will disappear

Sores of the universe
Don't hate me
Every string that I pluck
Makes a new wave

It echoes in the wind
Atomic clashes of matter
Alchemy of love
Oh sores of the universe

*Be gone now
A Watoot Apr 2016
A slap to the face but you're all
Dense *******.

Give me my life.

You gave me life but
You do not plan out what I should be doing with it.

GIVE ME MY LIFE

I chose to step out.
A lie for a lie.
What'd I become if I let them eat me alive?
*Where'd I go without holding on to dear life?
Give me my life.
A Watoot Mar 2015
I'm as weak as a category 5 typhoon
I constantly need help
A fury so soft, everyone looked up
to see the intense gentleness

I'm as weak as a magnitude 9 on the Richter scale
The graphs wild with every seismic movement
That gently rocks everyone to permanent sleep
with a gentle lullaby that soothes your nerves

And I'm as strong as a feather
That tickles your innards and brain
To cry and laugh without fail
and make you stop breathing with a smile
wala lang.
A Watoot May 2015
I'm sorry. I never regret anything I did in life.
Lessons are learned but regrets should not exist.
A Watoot Aug 2015
I am letting my eyes bleed from my heart until there's none left for me to shed.

I am squeezing everything I feel until I am dried up so that I may become whole again.

*God, hold my heart tight enough so that pieces will stick back together again; and it may become whole again.
God help me
A Watoot Apr 2015
It's the simplest thing that makes my heart go crazy.
You never cease to amaze me.
A Watoot Sep 2015
Moonlight strikes my face
It's getting harder to breath

I just came out from the dungeon
I tell myself this is freedom

To see and believe, the air is thinning
What do I have to lose

Running wild, breathing night dew
A swordsman stabs me twice

Puncturing my lungs, I breathe out blood
Spurting everywhere from my mouth

*Where do I stand?  Where do I start?
Tell me where I should go.

How do I breath? How do I live?
My lungs are punctured.
Just feeling dark and gory suddenly.
A Watoot Mar 2015
The taste of your tongue lingers on me
A taste of honey encrusted in gold
It shines and sparkles even in the dead of the night
Our muffled voices echo in these four walls

The room smelled of animal musk
A mix of heaven and sugar combined
Your taste supressed the heavenly bodies' light
and gave me light brighter than Sun.
A Watoot Jun 2015
A man stands by a bus stop
Wearing a suit and a black hat.
He remains standing still, while
The bus passes by.

Birds chirp and fly away.

He walks to places .
How will I know where?

I watch by the window and see that black hat.
The black hat which he has already brought to so many places.
The black hat which I never know when I'll get to see again.


Only he knows where.
Only he knows.
Only he can.


But I remain calm and stoic despite seeing the black hat shoved in my throat; gagging me up tears welling in my eyes.

I refuse to take the black hat.
*I refuse.
Inspired by "What Mr.Biswas Saw"

I am tired.
I am lost.
But I know I will find myself.
Soon.
Not later but soon.
A Watoot Aug 2015
I'm hanging on a piece of thread as I
Carefully unravel my heart and myself.

Don't catch me just yet;
You're not ready.
Don't wait for me to fall;
I will. In the right time, you'll catch me.

I'm finally free.
A Watoot Mar 2015
His lips traces her every line
Their breaths are all they hear
She raises a glass of wine
He sees a glass so clear

Creased sheets of the mattress
in the hot summer of May
A moment of their unrest
As the sun sets by the bay

Their breaths grew quicker
As they reached the dawn of the night
Their muscles clenched tighter
A release of spring- without a fight
I wrote this in a boring afternoon class.  My first attempt in sensuality.
A Watoot Apr 2015
I taste the velvet lips
Of heaven-
Like all the stars fell down
On me;
And the sweetness of sparkles
for the first time.
Electricity. Short circuit.
Brain does not function well.
I'm lost in your stare.

**And all that I am is becoming undone
breathe me in breathe me deep
A Watoot Feb 2015
I love because I can.
You take
and take until
What's left of me is a shrunken heart;
But it will never
Ever stop beating.
Even if you make me feel like
nothing.

I see your sacrifices.
Yes, I do.
But think of me, too.
I'm an emotional machine that keeps on swimming in an ocean of dense *******' fish.
A Watoot Jul 2015
There will come a point in your life
When you will realize that:

The thing that you fought for,
The thing that you held so close for years and years,
The one thing that had kept you alive and breathing,
The only thing that had you sane,
The only  reason you thought you had that made you exist

Can be taken away from you by choice or by fate
In a blink of an eye

Without any warning of any kind
Without a second chance

To make you realize that you are human.

*You are human and you are loved.
Value yourself more than anyone else.
A Watoot Aug 2015
break the habits that are all too familiar
A Watoot Aug 2015
There. You saw me- my weaknesses, my strengths, my vulnerabilities.

My love, you are no longer "my love".
You kicked me out of the door
After all these years of me giving love to you.
Thanks, I needed the exit long ago.

My love that's no longer my love,
You never went out of your way for me
and I always covered you for it all these years.

You know what I could do
But I choose not to
Because I will NEVER stoop down to your level.

Thank you.
Thank you for the memories.
Thank you for the lessons.
Thank you for for raising my standards.

I will never settle for anything less than what I deserve.
from the lady who loved you so much that she'd climb mountains for you but you'd never do the same, who realized that she's worth more than how you treated her, who helped you go where you are now, who gave so much love to you without expecting anything in return except your ******* time, who you kicked out of your life without pain in you heart, without any regret.

PS. I will never settle for anything less than my value.  Thank you for making me realize all these things.  

I do not deserve the treatment you gave me, you worthless *******.
A Watoot Mar 2015
A kiss that ***** the life source out of me.
That kiss on the staircase.   I'll never forget that.

— The End —