TitsMcGee Posted July 1, 2014 Report Share Posted July 1, 2014 And she cried. Not silent tears, which were the only ones she usually allowed. No, these were gut wrenching sobs she had been unable to hold back. The memories flooded her to tonight and all she could do was drown in the pain and salty tears. oXMiahGraceXo 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted January 16, 2016 Author Report Share Posted January 16, 2016 The cruel moon eats the mind of the heart. The blackened well devours the sight from within. This is the scar of the world, and this is the path we all follow. Alas If we ever whisper the eye will open and the past will leak to the floor What dose of dream do we need to crush the idea of betterment? Gnaw at the ropes as they gnaw at your wrists. Alas Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted February 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted February 15, 2016 Formless thing that follows, taking on what it needs. It feeds. If there is a weakness, it will put on it's costume. If there is a fault, it will cause it to crack. Now we see it's truth. Now we feel it through the echo of nothing. It will always take a new calling. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Troy Spiral (13) Posted March 26, 2016 Report Share Posted March 26, 2016 Darkness Descends the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we. the god for which you lust flares once, then dies, swallowed by the abyss. all hope must surely perish. your love is no more. how could you not understand? spirits surround us, crying, we have lost our light. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Troy Spiral (13) Posted March 31, 2016 Report Share Posted March 31, 2016 yes I wrote one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted April 2, 2016 Author Report Share Posted April 2, 2016 Every day that moves me a long I am just a little further away... and it is a little harder for me to come back. What I like is not what you like. What I see is not what you see. What I miss is not what you miss. I am okay with there being no answer. Alone is a thing that we have all been since the beginning, we simply enjoy the illusion of companionship until the lie gets to be too much to bear. There was a time when someone tried to prove me wrong, but the fact that I was being honest made that proof impossible. Close but the fact that it was close made it so far away. Close but it would rip itself apart before it would be true. Close but but it was a promise that was broken before it had even been thought of. Life goes on but it really doesn't. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Troy Spiral (13) Posted April 13, 2016 Report Share Posted April 13, 2016 On 4/2/2016 at 6:16 PM, phee said: Every day that moves me a long I am just a little further away... and it is a little harder for me to come back. What I like is not what you like. What I see is not what you see. What I miss is not what you miss. I am okay with there being no answer. Alone is a thing that we have all been since the beginning, we simply enjoy the illusion of companionship until the lie gets to be too much to bear. There was a time when someone tried to prove me wrong, but the fact that I was being honest made that proof impossible. Close but the fact that it was close made it so far away. Close but it would rip itself apart before it would be true. Close but but it was a promise that was broken before it had even been thought of. Life goes on but it really doesn't. Nice Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted April 18, 2016 Author Report Share Posted April 18, 2016 Tell me a story Tell me something that made a difference in the strange places where we met. We could ask questions and have the storms in the distant sky answer in their obscure way. We could avoid eye contact for fear that something might be conveyed that we did not intend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bav Posted April 20, 2016 Report Share Posted April 20, 2016 Sometimes I see Phee And we will watch some movies Sometimes we do not Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted April 26, 2016 Author Report Share Posted April 26, 2016 The cold that made the world The blood that made the food The stars that made the light The ones who watched us, fell apart. The heat that mocks us still The meat inside the mind. The water fell and fought The dark clouds that rise below Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Troy Spiral (13) Posted May 4, 2016 Report Share Posted May 4, 2016 Death Reserved What have you wrought? A shadow of shock as feelings twist. Once we enjoyed bliss, wide-eyed and untainted, but your heart soured. A vengeful fever of bitterness - tears follow rain, follow night, love ground to dust. In a storm of righteousness, I see you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted October 13, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 13, 2016 Concrete black wall that reflects only my breath so sharply. No sound inside me has broken my barrier. This is how it shall be, and what I am. Is it interrupted? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marblez Posted December 13, 2016 Report Share Posted December 13, 2016 Roses are red Violets are blue Wait, i thought violets were purple What the heck? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kat (1) Posted November 10, 2017 Report Share Posted November 10, 2017 (edited) What a dumb bitch! You played a beat for his heart and weep all the blood black from your veins dying inside, yet nothing to hide for I've emptied my guilty, my shame I let it all go, poured out my soul right unto an unwilling muse The nerve of me the beast I freed, laid it all, my misery how could I be so selfish for you didn't choose, of course you're amused! I created a delus that I brought you into, you unknowing, me unrelenting I encased and cemented something I had no business to do, no meaning to you and now all I can say is what the hell was I thinking..I wasn't..I was feeling so drag me into the fire and expose my stupid desire I hung myself for you but you didn't have to say such things to keep it burning, my passion my yearning but I bet it was fun to play with anyway. Another dumb bitch move. Edited November 10, 2017 by kat Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted August 7, 2023 Author Report Share Posted August 7, 2023 This is a very necro post.... (which is kind of bad poetry) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scary Guy Posted August 7, 2023 Report Share Posted August 7, 2023 On 12/13/2016 at 5:45 PM, Marblez said: Roses are red Violets are blue Wait, i thought violets were purple What the heck? Sorry, this reminds me of a favorite one of mine. "Roses are red; Violets are violet... idiot" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phee Posted August 7, 2023 Author Report Share Posted August 7, 2023 26 minutes ago, Scary Guy said: Sorry, this reminds me of a favorite one of mine. "Roses are red; Violets are violet... idiot" Very good Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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