wrapped

July 9th, 2013 | 142 Entries

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  1. Wrapped up in the shit
    that is family

    Not the sweet of it
    kids with dirty knees
    and love thrown around
    freely.

    But in the other stuff ~
    the shit.

    By dinamspice URL on 07.09.2013

  2. I’m wrapping myself around my skull. Receding. Safely. Escaping quietly, away from this, from you, your breath, your choking scent.

    By Danaé on 07.09.2013

  3. So he wrapped her up in his skin to shield her from herself
    he wrapped her in words and kisses
    and promises of a better tomorrow

    By lys on 07.09.2013

  4. Wrapped around your finger,
    like a tightly wound string,
    you pull me every which way you want to go,
    and I follow,
    hopelessly,
    unknowingly,
    into the dark,
    into the light,
    no matter.
    I follow you.

    By Caleigh Darragh URL on 07.09.2013

  5. Wrapped around your finger,
    like a tightly wound string,
    you pull me in every direction,
    wherever you want to go,
    I follow,
    hopelessly,
    unknowingly,
    into the dark,
    into the light,
    no matter.
    I follow you.

    By innominategirl URL on 07.09.2013

  6. wrapped up in my blanket of thoughts, of worries, hopes, and dreams. . . some days it keeps me warm. other days it feels like they’re smothering me, and I’ll succumb to it

    By Mel on 07.09.2013

  7. a sweet embrace within your arms, don’t ever let me go

    By kelly URL on 07.09.2013

  8. You had me wrapped around your little finger. I had unwrapped myself thinking that is what I want. Now I find myself trying to make you wrap me up again.

    By Con URL on 07.09.2013

  9. envolta em mistérios, desceu a rua até a esquina com a avenida principal. tomou o ônibus, sabendo que seria procurada. riu por dentro.

    By Juliana URL on 07.09.2013

  10. Tightly, like string around my purple fingers;
    traced around every appendage like it deserves to be there.
    You are in bows surrounding me,
    and I am loose knit, but comfortably dressing you,
    caressing you,
    and enjoying every inch.
    You are the string around my pinky.
    I am the the hand that holds you there.

    By Marissa URL on 07.09.2013

  11. Warm and content, that was the current status of the beast in question, wrapped up against the harsh realities of the outside world, enveloped in the most carnal of warmths. Slippy Slippy slide slide

    By jivehoneyjive URL on 07.09.2013

  12. I wrapped the yarn around my finger absentmindedly. I wondered what she was doing right now. Was she thinking of home? Was she lonely? Did she miss me? I thought back through 18 years of memories…

    By Elizabeth URL on 07.09.2013

  13. She wrapped herself in a warm blanket and stared at the fire longingly. She could feel the warmth his lips left on her neck, the warmth his fingers left on his hips. She could still feel his presence in the room

    By Giuliana Maylee URL on 07.09.2013

  14. I like my burritos wrapped tight,
    just like my weed.
    Wrap me tight in your arms girl,
    you’re all that i need.
    I’ll do the same,
    after all, we’re all wrapped in different covers,
    but have the same types of feelings.

    By Andre on 07.09.2013

  15. She was wrapped in nothingness. She felt lost. Lost in a sea of monsters that would soon turn on her and rips her body parts apart until they reached her organs. She felt empty inside without him.

    By Giuliana Maylee URL on 07.09.2013

  16. Tightly woven in time
    the essence of all beings
    surpassed only by natural beauty
    to astonishing for words
    yet play around on my lips
    wrapped up in my cerebellum
    infused with what it means to be
    be alive in such a world
    where perspective lies within ones self
    to understand certainty
    that this life is not just a riddle
    but yet reasoning for why
    why things are how they are
    answers are questions
    and questions are answers.

    By Cortney Woods on 07.09.2013

  17. wrapped up in worries, lies, hopes, dreams. . . this cover has a beginning, but no ends. . . feels like I will suffocate some days

    By Mel URL on 07.09.2013

  18. The turkey was wrapped tightly in the ham and cheese in preparation of Father’s homecoming. It was, according to Mother, his favorite snack and something that he had personally requested her to make when he returned. She told me this in such a way that I knew there was something that I wasn’t getting–that I couldn’t get without further information–about his choice that Mother wasn’t telling me, but I didn’t care. I had never been close to him; he had always been so distant and far away with me (though he was, according to Johnathan, much warmer with his sons) that I had eventually chosen to act the same with him.

    By Brandi URL on 07.09.2013

  19. The wrapped box of life never goes untangled. Please unravel carefully.

    By Alexa URL on 07.09.2013

  20. The wrapped box of life never goes untangled. Please unravel carefully. Yank the frail layers and there’s a risk of causing a tear. But that doesn’t matter, those pieces are just left crumpled up on the side to be thrown away anyways. Fuck life.

    By Alexa URL on 07.09.2013

  21. Wrapped in the cellophane, thinking about the pain of trying to fix the drain, I stare into the hole. How did I find myself in this predicament? Things were going so well just washing the dishes. Why did I decide to take out the saran wrap anyway? Was I trying to put some food away? Sigh. I guess I’ll be stuck here for awhile.

    By Joe on 07.09.2013

  22. She wrapped the wound tightly, praying for the best. They were hundreds of miles away from the next town and there wasn’t a single bar on her cell phone. Her daughter whimpered softly beneath her and tears fell from her cheeks. This was hopeless, utterly hopeless.

    By DreamerGirl on 07.09.2013

  23. The gift of life is wrapped
    Please use caution when unraveling
    Rip the layers too quickly runs a risk of sharp tears
    Fragile and torn, life has been victimized
    But what does it matter if layers are damaged?
    Those pieces are left crumpled and thrown away anyways
    And there’s no point in rewrapping, the paper will never be its crisp self
    Life should not be thrown away
    Take care of those layers

    By Lexx URL on 07.09.2013

  24. I pull the sheets closer, my secret safehold — tightly rolled round my body and head. The only light that comes through is soft, muted. The only air is warmed. I am safe, I am warm, I am comfortable, I chant.

    By terradi on 07.09.2013

  25. THis is what I learned to do when I had treatment for cancer and lost all my hair and started to wrap my head with scarves and hats in various styles.

    THat was a good thing to learn.

    By Stephanie URL on 07.09.2013

  26. Lost in a world, filled with the fatal gases of suffocation. The warm, yet attractive grasp ensnares it’s victims, only then revealing its smothering nature. The harsh climate of reality lingers in the backs of it’s patient’s minds, slowly creeping forward to the decent in the ground. 6 feet under.

    By Lizzie Summers URL on 07.09.2013

  27. She wrapped herself in the skin of the people she slaughtered. The lone wolf longed to not be lonely.

    By Giuliana Maylee URL on 07.09.2013

  28. i think of nice shiny preasents at christmas that you tear open wondering whats inside your heart is full of joy and you

    By winter on 07.09.2013

  29. let’s get this all wrapped up
    right now
    I’ve been wondering how
    you do what you do
    your thing is new
    let’s get this all wrapped up
    I must
    I’ve been brimming with lust
    because you are you
    you make me undo

    By Aley URL on 07.09.2013

  30. ugh,
    *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak*
    This wrapper is hurting my ears… :'(

    By Evan URL on 07.09.2013

  31. And yet she still faced some hurdles. She would have to adjust to a new way of life, no longer wrapped up in the cocoon in which her fake father had kept her captive. She would have to make a new life for herself, new friends, new challenges.

    By tonykeyesjapan URL on 07.09.2013

  32. My heart is wrapped in rose petals
    There are paint spots on my skin
    There’s no magic on my outside
    But I know there’s some within.

    My lungs are full of breezes
    There’s glitter in my blood
    I have fireworks on my insides
    While my outside is covered in mud.

    My teeth are crooked
    My skin is pallid
    My hair is poorly dyed
    But I have all kinds of beauty
    Way deep down inside.

    My stomach is full of butterflies
    My bones are made of trees
    On the outside I’m plain and quite dull,
    But I’m quite beautiful where no one can see.

    By Calista URL on 07.09.2013

  33. My gift was there. It was wrapped. Wrapped in the most beautiful papel I’ve ever seen. But my life was dark. Papa was not with me. My gift was there, wrapped in beautiful paper, and I was there, desiring a bigger gift: Having daddy one more time

    By azw on 07.09.2013

  34. Such thoughts flow through this being
    trapped among the tides of a new day
    a presence lingers far too long
    desperate for another look
    at life itself
    wrapped up in metaphors
    and monologues.
    such ease this life can be
    yet all that is mirrored
    when gazed upon
    is the face of uncertainty
    yet when things
    when they seem so bleak
    can push through the darkness
    push through the insecurities
    and lifted the weight of standards.
    and the sky weeps for those
    who are in pain from these lands
    and yet the sun shall smile through
    and warm the skin again.

    By Lovelysunnyday URL on 07.09.2013

  35. in cellophane and gleaming gold, i found them today. a small sweet piece of my childhood, treats from my grandmother’s house that used to slip accidentally down our throats and scare us but that never kept our hands out of the candy jar. these aren’t the cheap, corn-syrup ones, but the real brach’s butterscotch wrapped snugly in yellow paper.

    By amy URL on 07.09.2013

  36. Wrapped up in himself – that’s the problem, I said.
    Him? she cried. “What about you? I’ve never met anyone who is so trapped in their own head as you.”
    I didn’t answer for a long minute, wondering and watching her expression for some meaning behind what she’d just said to me – what was she really trying to say about me?

    By Creepy_Snowman URL on 07.09.2013

  37. I’ve been so wrapped up in my own thoughts, that it has helped to write things down. That way, doing a particular thing isn’t so debated… it just “is”. Productivity is the topic of my thoughts today.

    By Starla J URL on 07.09.2013

  38. I swerve around the corner, scuffed shoes. Dirty Laces. Head bobbing in the Night. No longer to the music. But to echoes of the the night I just had, the mistakes I’ve made. A street light buzzing in the air. Pale light attracting clouds of moths casting darting shadows on the amber sidewalk, tiny black dancers.

    By Criss on 07.09.2013

  39. I love being wrapped up with the one I love. Never having to move…but free to move if I want to. being wrapped with another person is the best feeling in the world…a feeling more complete than I ever feel when I am alone.

    By Megan on 07.09.2013

  40. I love being wrapped up with the one I love. Never having to move…but free to move if I want to. being wrapped with another person is the best feeling in the world…a feeling more complete than I ever feel when I am alone.

    By Megan on 07.09.2013