|Because written words can sometimes be enough to express thoughts, opinions, and emotions.|
Dirty Animal.As our eyes metDirty Animal. by Octavias101
So did our lips and teeth
Like animals fighting over dust.
DominanceYour sweet temptationDominance by Octavias101
Runs through my warm, ruby lips
As you seek control...
Lovers' NightWhere was the momentLovers' Night by Octavias101
When you looked upon my face
And told me you loved me
One last chance...
I am consumed by the sweet despair
That comes with being with you
For you are the animal in the night
I am just the prey in dark blue
Kissed by an evil angel
I waited for someone
And that someone never came
Now I walk alone
Wandering the forest of my dreams...
HopeI'll pick myself up,
tear the insecurities away.
Take out the thorns,
finding courage to stay.
I'll keep on walking,
whisper a prayer.
Maybe tomorrow I'll find,
what I didn't find today.
Lunar EclipseSometimes it's not always skulls and bones.
Sometimes it feels just right,
Like right now.
These are the times I savor the most but go unnoticed.
(How foolish of me!)
It happens when I'm sitting near the windowsill,
And hear the rain pitter-patter.
The sky clears out,
And I feel the breeze of a thousand freed sighs.
I thank almighty God,
For this moment.
Cos' no matter how old you get,
You'll always need some air.
The rivers have dried,
The ocean calmed down,
My lungs opened up,
Allowing me to finally breathe.
The recesses of my mind,
Turned into light,
Letting a flood of wanted thoughts,
Swim back into this reflective pool.
I can spend a day or two,
In this wonderland.
Eternity is not bad either,
I'll just pretend.
I still need to work on my cognitive senses,
To not let this escape without recognition.
We all have to,
Because that's when we can say, "It gets better."
UntitledAs Pauline walks barefoot
on the black cracked sidewalk,
her soles pull up ashen
from the sun-warmed asphalt.
Her dark curls river-running
with flecks of shining mica
parallel to her striped top,
blown by the late summer breeze.
The breeze that swings the red light
hangin’ over my head.
Twenty behind me equally stopped
by the gatekeeper red.
In the afternoon, I take my time,
open my sunroof, roll down my windows,
And watch Pauline walk down the sidewalk,
ankles interweaving like a duet,
until she turns to cross
the two-plank bridge that lies across
the shallow roadside creek,
the wood as dark as her skirts
which catch on the reeds that scrape
like cat’s tongues and whisper
like the breeze.
When the light turns green,
the buzzing engine and roaring winds return
lest the horns of twenty kept come instead,
but every day when I idle
underneath that swaying red,
I’ll see Pauline walk barefoot home,
hair floating in the breeze,
feet dark and intertwining,
Goodbye, LovelyDear Lovely,
It's been a really, really long time since… well, since the 'Adventures of Lovely and Chance.'
I've been wanting to write to you for a very long time. And I don't know what took me this long to finally write, but I do know that I was too late, because one day I came back... and you were gone.
I realised then that we never really had a proper chance to say goodbye, so I wanted to write this in hopes that you'll still come across it somehow.
How does one crab of a bucket start a letter? A letter that should be short and sweet, and yet there are a million and one things I want to say to you right now. But as I can't fit a 'million and one' things on just one blank page, i'll just have to trust you to read my mind. And that, I can trust you to do completely.
Yeah, that's one thing. I really do trust you. I always did. You're like a four-leaf clover; anyone who will ever know you will be lucky to have someone they can trust. And that's another thing,
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Picture Credit goes to: me!
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Literature tag by: ~Feardomized
Gif of: Ezio from Assassin's Creed
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