SleepBut sleep is not sleep as on crazed meanings I chew.
Monkeys stealing diamonds,
taking away the earth.
Wow, brain is so out of it.
This is me today.
Newest
Love is over IIWhy does the heat burn my skin? It should keep me warm. Why does my love remind me of sin? For what was I born?Love is over II
For what does my heart tear? It should simply adore. What would I give to touch her hair? She wants me no more.
Why does my heart linger here when there is no hope? She no longer holds me dear. I hang from a rope.
by ~jam2point0
Love is over ISo fresh: searing mounds of fleshLove is over I
removed from the bone: (such is the pain)!
Such was the fault, ruthless and callous, executed with hatred and malice.
One love which destroyed my world: locked in my chest then torn asunder. Its fragments burnt into her flesh (she could not stand the pain). We could not stand the pain.
Weakened and crushed we fail. In horror and turmoil we fail. In tears and agony, lonely, decrepit
and ruined we fail.
Why must we fail?
by ~jam2point0
The Insect PlayEngaged in my war with the virtuous burglar,The Insect Play
I submit to theft and dystopia’s vision of stolen loves – Laden hearts trapped within a swarm
spark explosive conflagration’s torment.
Bipedal collections of three: Six legs (is more complex), six legs (there should be four) two legs
allow pain to stop the thought process, love to recede to a dark recess. Madness (takes control), a burning utopia arises and one sees the soul. Searing, scarring pain; only two legs remain.
by ~jam2point0
ViolentIt tries to escape through the fingertips clenching and reclenching. Calculated impacts, signposts of insanity; slice me open! Cut deepViolent
and remove the cancer in which my anger burns. Cut out my heart, so that its molten fragments may no longer scar my insides, with pleasure, displeasure, hatred and love - Immense batholiths forever rising into the frozen night.
by ~jam2point0
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Tender TrepidationMy dear... It's only the poetry of your soul that whispers melodies to mine. Your beautiful wordsTender Trepidation
are forever tangled around my mind
You taught me how to fly again and took me soaring through the sky. Eternal moments amongst the the clouds hearing the wind whip and sigh.
But you're neither here, nor there and your wayward nature takes you everywhere.
Bare fingers linger over quivering skin and touch awakens frozen glass buried deep within.
Somethings painted on the face my hand reaches up to touch. &nb
by ~petula-faerie
Something New...Well this is novel. So very different, yet the same.Something New...
Inflicted Emotion with stings attached. But, for some reason unknown it was I who attached them.
Why? Such a tiny word. Such a loud question.
(Insert: unintelligent gibberish) It seems that I no longer think before I speak and I'm saying things that I really don't mean.
Losing sleep while I mull over questions I don't understand
I credit other with too much. I credit myself with too little. Can't find the right balance &
by ~petula-faerie
But I Missed You Most of AllI miss the beauty of simplicity and I miss believing I could find someBut I Missed You Most of All
I crave the words that have eluded me so long and the feeling as they rolled off my tounge there were scores of cryptic messages that i longed for sense to be found in, but only because I knew no one could
I miss the beauty found in solitude and I miss how I used to long for those moments
there are still some days I wasnt to throw myseld upon the world to be known and seen and needed but more often I'm content to let that world pass me by
I miss the beauty
by ~petula-faerie
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- Current Residence: Bolton point
- Interests: poetry, mountain biking, throwing cans at drunken teenagers
- Favourite movie: Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
- Favourite band or musician: The prodigy
- Favourite genre of music: electronica/ dance
- Favourite poet or writer: Oscar Wilde
- Favourite gaming platform: PS3
- Personal Quote: 'ye of little faith, how I love you'
- Tools of the Trade: Depressy, angsty images, in words!
- Email: jared.duncan-watt@hotmail.com
- MSN: jared.duncan-watt@hotmail.com
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Pardonne mes lèvres, elles trouvent la joie dans les endrois les plus inhabituels...
Seriously though, I really like your writing style. It's smooth and fluid. Nice gallery.
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Insert witticism or wisecrack here. That is all.
No wait. It's not.
Did that vampire just...sparkle??!
Stake the sparkly bastard. Oh, but maybe instead of dying like he's suppose to, he'll twirl around and do the happy dance.
Vampires do not glisten.
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Let's play tag. You run, I'll try and catch you... with my bazooka!!
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