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Halloween Love

I hope you see this.

Just HIT ME

Sometimes, you'd rather take one form of abuse over another...

Love Story?

Nighttime silence is piercedBy the call of the lonely wolfHe mumbles to a froLeaving misery where he goesHe creeps along misfortuneAnd drinks from human greedIt shudders in him gravelyYet he bears his pains bravelyThis wolf so lone and lostComes visits me in dreamsHe finds me in the moonlightAnd sta..

All My Fault

It always seems to be my fault with you...

Insomnia

I can't sleep...

Leather Vest

A vest of leather adorns my breastTo set me off from all the restIt warns others not to messAnd keeps my feelings in my chest A vest of leather sets me apartAnd seperates my vicious heartFrom all the loving, caring folkMy fury is..

Misery Business

Tumble, tumble downRock bottom, bottom outCrumble, crumble nowNot sure what it’s about A sickening crack of boneStill less painful than lost loveShoot relief into my blood streamAnd pain I’ll be free of Look at myself nowWatch myself fallSee myself ruin ..

The Elephant

The elephantShe is bornShe is happyShe is freeThe elephantShe is lovedShe is adoredShe is obliviousThe elephantShe is shackledShe is detainedShe is held backThe elephantShe is not strong enoughShe is not wise enoughShe is not old enoughThe elephantShe is hatedShe is beatenShe is unlovedThe elephantS..

It Can't be Helped

Sorry. Mature for usage of language...

They are Love

Door shut behind meBehind me is my homeMy home is not a comfortComfort is in himHe isn’t so far awayFar away from home from I runI run to his homeHis home is smallHis home is quaintHis home is nice and warmHis home is quietHis home is peaceHis home, his home, is loveDoor shut before meBefore m..

My A B C's

This is so lame.

Pa-diddle

Driving through the citySights and sounds of townEyes attentive, watchingLooking all aroundOne of us is less than dressedTwo of us are fineI myself am winningOur driver we let slideI peer outside my windowI have to win this gameBecause, my girlfriend’s losingIt’s hard to keep me tameOut ..

What You Did for Me

A piece of my heart was missingAfter I left him go.And I didn’t realize what was wrongActually, I couldn’t see my weaknessPerhaps, I thought I’d be alrightPurposelessly drifting.Pitiful, however, I was thenPrying love from all I couldEven after my first mistakeEverything seemed fin..

Cutting

There she goes againFree once moreFrom pain She seeps out through her shellWrithing and slitheringAway from her hell Numb and dizzy, she smilesShe's happyFor now What she doesn't know..

Left Out

School assignment.

Fairy Tale Wolf

Little red riding hood gone horribly wrong.

Exile

I started listening to Not One of Us from the Lion King 2, and felt that it applied to my current situation. And so, I wrote.

Outside my Window

Sometimes, I wish I had the guts to kill myself. Other times, I'm glad I don't.

The Peace-making

Life moves on.

The Betrayal

Sometimes, we make the same mistakes twice. Sometimes, the second time around is even worse than the first.

I Have It

“How did we get here?”I wonder.As you kiss my flesh,I ponder:“How you could love me?I falter!”You hold me close.I whisper,“I’ll love you always.”I mean it.“How could I hurt you?”I whimper.You touch my body.I feel it.&l..

Ashamed

Rated M to protect the eyes of the childrens. Not really so descriptive, but this is indeed a sex scene. The story goes more through the mental stream of consciousness than the actual sex act.

Encounter

She curled up next to him and quietly contemplated the events that had just taken place. Her back was to him, but she didn’t mind. His arms were wrapped around her bare body, one silently stroking her. The warmth was so comforting. She smiled. He moved a bit and spoke.&nbs..

Safe

Another experimental poem. This kind is based off of a Haiku, but has two lines at the end that have 7 syllables each.

In the Dark

Look, I'm bored. I'm on a kick of trying out new styles of poetry.

Your Hell

Another experimental poem. This one was influenced a bit more by my feelings... and perhaps by sexual impulse... Don't hate me because I'm sexier than you! >:O I've been sexless for over a month or so and I'm still trying to get used to it...

Love and Hope

Just messing around with types of poetry. Eh, this has no REAL meaning, but I guess it's influenced by things that have been on my mind.

Thankful

Another poem for the thirty days of poetry thing. I kinda liked this one. But, now alot of it seems douchey. >_<

I Don't Understand Colors...

A poem done for the thirty days of poetry thingy in school. >_< I hate this one.

Regret

I hate the feeling of guilt. I thought I killed my conscience long ago, but I guess I failed. Ah well.

Kiss me Thrice

Kiss me once, shame on you, Kiss me twice, shame on me, Kiss me thrice, and it's all over

I HATE you!

I hate you! Why do you love me now?! Why not before?! You ruined it! You only hurt me! Why did I love you!!

Love Hurts

The first half is for one, the second for another.

The Truth

To be published at the right time...

Short and Sweet

So, it turns out that my ex has been shooting my boyfriend more than a few dirty looks. Ha ha! I almost hope he's jealous so that, every time he sees me, his heart burns in anger. Because, every time I see him, I want to cry.

If I Could write...

If it could write to me, I'm sure this is what it'd say. o____O

Writing Utensil

Do you ever hate that you're a writer?

First Kiss

You know you want to. Just say "awww!".

This is your story

This is your story, not theirs.

The Alpha Male

As you return to your normal life, sometimes something unexpected happens. But only if you be yourself.

The Pack

Once you heal, just go. Someone's waiting to see you.

The She-Wolf

If you make a mistake, evolve and move on.

The Shadow

Never ever do this. Yeah, yeah, I'm the Cat.

Life Poem

This is just the working title. I'll think of something better eventually. Basically, this will be a compilation of poems describing things happening in my life. Yay! Life Poem!

Darkness Light

Just how I feel about Dark verses Light.

Just Too Soon

A poem written for the 30 days of poetry thing in Creative Writing class. I really like this one. It was an odd way to write, but I really feel like I was able to express everything I needed to.

When I Grow Up

A poem written for the 30 Days of Poetry thing in Creative Writing. I'm not really a big fan of this one, but whatever. I like putting stuff up here. ^__^

New Beginings

Well, I new chapter of my life has opened up and I needed to write about it. I really don't feel that this is my best work, but can you blame me? My heads all full of the fluff, and my stomach with the butterflies! I can't think straight!!

What can You Do?

Little short story to be entered into a contest. Yay blood and gore! But, really, it's more about the torment of losing someone to the greatest enemy of all: Yourself.

Imaginary World

A poem about my exlover. It was written alongside the drawing that came before it to illustrate my feelings and appreciation.