i wrote this the other night when i couldnt sleep and i was reluctant about posting it, but someone – you know who u are – convinced me to. I have this recurring dream that worries me slightly. in it, im sitting on te edge of a bathtub with a razor blade in my hand.… Continue reading Oblivion
Tag: last time
Poem- Kept
You’ve been on my mind a lot today Wish in my life you could have stayed Then you disappeared,you were gone,away I keep hoping you’ll return someday
All is Gone
I screamed words of harshness at him, as he told me what he had done. He invaided my privacy for the last time. He had always beat me. It was very bad, he would leave black eyes and bloody ribs. He came to me as i quivered in my cornor.
Killing My Friend With A Butterknife
Im gonna kill you with a butterknife, Im gonna stab you and carve out your head Your gonna feel every scrape i take, Because i’ll make sure your not dead.
This girl inside me…
As she goes into her room, she turns on the radio, the same depressing tunes play the same beat as the song before.
Solitary Confinement (Part Two)
This is the last part of the story that I submitted earlier. It may be a bit long, but I could not find a good place to break it up. I rewrote the rest slightly to make it a bit tamer. The original version borders on pornographic. This should be more “user” friendly *grin*.
did you….
did you ever notice how sometimes when you’re not paying attention reality slips just a little bit just enough so you know it happened colors dancing on a white ceiling or a spider smiling and saying hello and you think that couldn’t have happened and go on your merry way but then
Adrenaline
Seeing as this truly happened a few nights ago, I thought to myself “Why not write something of it?” So I am. A few nights ago at a friends house, We were exploring possibilities of what is and isnt. Just found out how alike we were and are. Nobody could understand her like me; And… Continue reading Adrenaline