In the early hours
When you lay your head
To sleep
Close your eyes
And think of me
In the predawn light
When you have lost yourself
To your dreams
I will seek you out
And covet your fantasies
In the time before you're waking
When all is...
Dream, First Person, Love, Poem
You mustn't be afraid, my love
For there is no need to fear
Even though you have been lost
For so very long, my love
I will guide you here
You mustn't think yourself undeserving, my love
For your doubt is unnecessary
Even if you've locked...
First Person, Love, Poem, Sad
Sometimes I lie awake at night
Entertaining thoughts of you
Your smile
And your eyes
All the things I love about you
And as I lie awake and still in the night
Thinking of you
I wonder quietly
Are you thinking of me too?
Copy-written to...
Emotion, First Person, Love, Poem
I came from deep within the flames
I am old, no longer fresh with the searing burn of fire's youth
I am light
Carried tenderly upon the restless breeze
Away, away
From my once home
All I knew
I'll settle atop the frigid beauty of the grounded...
Emotion, First Person, Poem, Sad
A flaccid ocean stretches
Outwards from my feet
Being lost in broken imagery
A photograph shattered
A million shards of perforated memories
Mirrored destruction in my heart
Floating atop the water's edges
A silver stream of forced...
First Person, Poem, Psychological, Sad
Coolness surrounds my body
I float; light
And sink heavily all at once
I can see clearly above me
As I fall deeper within
This cool haven; silent
My mind is filled with rolling thunder
My lungs burning in my chest
I breathe in the wet around...
Death, First Person, Poem, Sad
Your touches are like snowflakes
So soft, they make me shiver
You deceive me with their faithless gentleness
For a moment I believe this is genuine
Your poise
And your sensuality
Ensnare me so transparently
And my body will betray me
When your...
Angst, Dark, First Person, Love
I never planned on being like this, i never wanted to be. it's everything i've been through that turned me into the person i am today, and i hate it. was there a purpose for making me the kid i am today?
Sad, hurtfull, life experiences, personal
As life's consumed by flames of desire
I feel the tears crawl down my emotion
Burning shells cov'ring soft interiors
Been there for so long, knew not how to feel.
Just like I took a venomous potion
A potion that harms more than it can...
First Person, Other, Philosophy, Poetry
He was a rather neutral person unless his path was crossed incorrectly. i knew not to anger him. he knew of the demon that waited dorment in my inner mind. he knew not to cross hairs.
First Person, Male, human form
The nightmare began. He was arguing with himself. The other had nothing but
violent ideas, whilst he attempted reason and logic. In the end, the other
always won, and as he reached for his throat, he woke up in a fit. This was the
third night...
Horror, catso, catzo, personalities, split
It was night.
Normally such a night would have me filled me with ease, as the sun bites my flesh and stings my eyes.
But tonight was different my many margins, the unnatural chill being the least of my fears.
How was it possible, that there...
First Person, Horror, Male, fantasty