To the point of screams the sound of jets. My skin crawl and ice pulses through my veins. I want to cry out. HELP ME. But it will only be silenced by the everlasting silence. No one can help me now. I've been here to long.
nor purpose. I feel I've crossed a line, of some knowledge, awareness. It was grand to live in illusion. If I took my awareness to somewhere....a counsel of sorts, depending on where, it would obviously be labeled an illness. It's not. The whole 'mental illness' thing is a sham...
radiating from my person warms me so
My eyelids grow tired from the weight of many hours
Sensations deplete from the surroundings
What ceases to exist, thrives in my mind
Extremities move less so
And then stop altogether
but I am certain that you exist.
I feel a strong allure,
that I cannot resist.
We only meet,
when I close my eyes.
But I yearn for a dream,
with no disguise.
You're body is light,
I desperately wait,
until you're unveiled.
My soul is grim,
like we've been...
. under the eclipse a gaping maw had opened wide.. spewing forth endless hordes from the darkest wretches of the void.. the ground trembled and the sky wept.. for the battle was already lost.. but the carnage would last for weeks..
For my love I would do anything that brings you pleasure...
I would dance on a table, tickle you with a feather.
I would get on my hands and knees, drop'em in a grove of trees!
I would travel near or far, yes make love to you in the car.
For my love I would be truly grateful...
who she was, and that person was smart and kind and often even funny, but somehow her personality always got lost somewhere between her heart and her mouth, and she found herself saying the wrong thing or, more often, nothing at all.
the lips of lovers,
Watching frail illisions unraveling slowly a dangerous game is played
The boundless joy, love does crave, endlessly hungry endlessly seeking a new escape
A perfect new toy, a heart to hold, cover this hole
Fragile grounds on which they stand hand and hand...
a girl who leaves her family and her home town to go to college, but when she returns after 4 years of being away. I don't know how long I will continue it but it's of to a good start, I also have a story in mind about I group of friends who build a strong bond out of there...
without warning. Following me everywhere I go. I struggle with you. I try to ignore. I find moments of fear in you. At times there is a weakness and I go to your place. I regret, no. I don't, I fight you again. Wondering what you want with me. Are you real? Are you good for me...
but soon I will.
Still, this time feels different. I feel like I can make it and unlike before I won't take it out on myself.
You were great, more than words. You taught me to love myself even when no one else was around. So somehow I know I will be okay. Even though you aren...
The way you have me drawn into you. My mind filled with you and what you would do to me running in my thoughts from morning until night. Thinking of your hands, your fingers, your lips, your eyes, all of you taking turns taunting me with thoughts of passion together.
for close to a month. She came out at Christmas. I went to visit her in the ward and the only nutty people I observed were the women behind the desk. Such a very crazy, unhealthy system in there. Such crazy beliefs. Beliefs that are so archaic, and other worldly.
Remember this. As the eyes look to you and start their shredding, it is best to ignore and go on. Those eyes cannot do harm, those eyes are blinded. Eyes blinded by the insignificance of vanity. Blinded by visions planted by insulting thoughts and driven by misery. Remember this...
when I was growing up my best friend was my Diary. it seemed like the only thing that didn't judge me or abandon me and trustworthy. I wrote everything in there. from my first crushes, breakups happy and sad experiences. writing helped me vent things I felt but couldn't tell...
to be. With no evidence seen, the whispers of your heart trying to give calming reassurance- will be overturned by an entity in your mind that is the vessel of fear, panic and paranoia. An experience I liken to a scene of one being cornered and trapped infront of an eerie...
The man called John stood at the bank of the river....
A another man came to him and asked;
why do the plans of God seem so strange at times?
And Iron John replied;
In the Beggining there were three...
Chance and Fate and God...
Chance and Faith tossed lots to decide who would...
than that of every fleeting moment? Nothing is here to stay. With the inhale and exhale of our lives and the rise of the sun and turning of night, the ever so clear presence of change is never ending. What is it that one find when wondering at the stars and remembering all lost...
I love writing romance stories from t.v shows or famous celebs. I love to read Fan fiction on the site Wattpad. I have also posted
a red band society Fan fiction on the site Wattpad. I hope to become a author someday. My username on wattpad is Britt007.
lifetime of pain
Fumbling on thin line between crazy and sane
Thirsty from the moisture that's dripped from my eyes
Sore from the tension, just torture in disguise
Exhausted of thinking and remembering when
Stricken with an invisible foe that visits time and again
I feel tendrils curling and reaching towards you carrying whispers of my love. I love you with every fiber of my being, with every echo of my soul, with every beat of my heart. I don't know who you are or where you walk, but I know with everything I am, that I walk beside you. I...
what terrified you the most? Aliens? Monsters? A red-headed doll with multiple scars on his face that wanted to kill you? If you answered yes to the last question, then you and I are in the exact same boat.
I remember watching snippets of Chuckie movies when I was a...
No big bang.
Alone in her black and white world, she closed her eyes. Calm came over her. Pain, heavy as lead, filtered through her, sinking slowly and settled at her feet.
Eventually, she felt it seep into the floor. She remained still and silent. The greyness...
and this popped into my head lol, it's completely fictional though
I had never once thought about the people around me. I never even believed that they had feelings and thoughts like me. I suppose I was the center of my universe. Everyone really only focuses on themselves first...
A kind soul will see through those walls
A kind soul will strive to help you become whole
A kind soul will stand by you, and be bold
A kind soul will listen effectively to what you cannot yet say
A kind soul will hold you close when the world seems so cold
A kind soul will...
Supposed to be seen
What was not supposed to be.
Something that exists
But doesn't all the same.
Something on a plane
But not on the common.
In the corner of your eye
But straight ahead.
The irrefutable truth
Of what lies ahead
When I look to the east which is out my front door, there are vast prairies. They go on and on until they finally drop off the edge and disappear. My house sits back off the road about a quarter of a mile. There aren't many cars that use that road, as I live in a pretty quite and...
I'm wanting to take a shower only to get undressed, get in turn it on and nothing happens.. It's Broke...I get out..Get dressed..Look around for someone, anyone.. I walk into the other room. There sit a room full of Strangers. I'm really confused..A really Hott guys offers to...
So she stands against the back door peering through the window. Her face rested against the cold pane of glass.
She stares blankly at the moon as if in trance. Its glow beats down upon her casting light into her fixed eyes.
The stillness of the night fills her as she leans even...
He wakes up, suspended in the air. There's blackness all around, nothing but dark. He looks at his limbs that are bound to a near invisible thread, by a thread. He feels a slight vibration, and looks up. He sees a black widow twice the size of a ******, toxic bile drips from her...
As lay on the couch that is these days my bed, I toss and turn, I freeze and then I burn.
Sit up for a while then lay down, to the right to the left, front and center. I might as well be sleeping on splinters..sigh.
Been here for hours, it seems sometimes I never leave...
be scared but
I can't be
for under covers
I feel your touch
and how I love that touch so much.
my heart aches
my mind races
while my body
your hand traces
in this steamy mussed up pile
of blankets and sheets and...
what the heck is that??
*throws foreign object across the...
so simple yet it yields such complexity
Changes with each passing day
Never works the same way any two times
Creates such environments as
The one where existence lies
Where is this beauty of time?
Try to think.
wanted her even when he'd witnessed the dark deeds of the demons that plagued her soul.
The embellishments she hid her face in, even when gone and bared that which she denied to see; He looked at her with eyes incandescent in adoration ,as though she was the most beautiful...
Let the cold night air freeze your mind in slumber
Breath in the crisp and purifying air
Find rest and peace .....
The dawn shall break soon enough
When once again, I shall draw from you, that which was gained......
Ever wonder how
The brain began to pulse
Ever wonder why
Our heart keeps beating
Ever wonder what
Gave us the power to think
Ever wonder just
How many stars there are
Up in the horizon
Shining ever bright
Ever wonder for
Tomorrow and the next
Wanting you to notice me.
You hear my words and say nothing.
Your silence speaks volumes.
Crushed, i feel myself pull back a little more.
Watching as the bright and beautiful people flit around you,
Whispering praises in your ears.
As you bask in their attentions.
rain down upon my misty throne
Admire the darkness of this new home, a place new, yet I somehow know,
Creating a new scene with a fire in my eye and a passion in my heart
I'll make this my time, my world, my dream.. It's starting now, the beginging a new light within this...
....by M. M. 2/08/2015 .....11:30 A.M.
Seeking Extra Ordinary Experiences
Where The Silence Beckons Me
Where knowledge Sometimes Evades Me
Then like a Tidal Wave I Am Overcome with The Spirit with its knowledge of What I need for the Moment.
Does it last 24 hours....Maybe Not...
The house still needs work
The mail will come and the trash will go
Work will be done but not really
There we be will moments of joy and sadness and madness
Yet the day goes on no matter
Reflection of earlier deflection of later
The sun floats away as the moon shows...
Distracted by what my body is telling me, I wait for your warmth
Unable to stop thinking, a craving, then a longing for your warmth
Touch me and let me have it, that feeling is worth saving
Hold me close so the warmness goes between us, yes your warmth
Take me as you will and...