• JaneDoe commented on the post, bronze 6 years, 11 months ago

    The scenery i have on mind is a thin, cold violet sky. But the horizon that i gaze upon is an early summer sunrise. The orange rays slowly wake onto my eyes, clipping the houses ahead. “Ahh summer at last” I think to myself. “Its finally here.” I go back to this same time, last year. And remember you. The sun in your hazel stare, and hands soft…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, knock 7 years ago

    The house i grew to adore, and happily call it my home. My safe haven. The house with floors so speck polished, and stair banister shining silver all the way down. A house you consider movie-like prestige. No blemish of the raw furniture around, spic and span they say. And the fragrance of cherry blossom fields on a spring day filled the air.…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, bleeding 7 years ago

    Stepping into the shower, the water begins to gently peddle my closed eyes. Looking down i watch as the pretty red follows down the drain. More blood than water, it makes me feel as if i just brutally murdered someone.
    The water burns my fresh cuts. The burning sensation throughout most of my body, pleasures me. Glancing down again, just clear…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, cave 7 years ago

    There’s a savage dragon within the walls of my flesh undermine. Throbbing , throbbing, throbbing from inside! His running fire burning through my veins. Unheard roars breaking through the brittle barriers. And day by day his cries are louder, but yet no one can hear. One day his voice will no more breathe the flames, burning his vehement soul…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, think 7 years ago

    “How are you?” He said with a small warm smile. How are you; The gesture we all know, but the answer we will never be able to figure out. My mind traces down the long list of answers:
    Not well.
    Alone.…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, swell 7 years, 1 month ago

    You continue so effortlessly to lie to me. And with every word my heart swells. Like harmful little honey bees. And with each lie proclaimed, your stinger stabs. And the pain of poison slows down the process of every beat. And soon this flower will be out of the sweet taste of honey you so much crave. Killing the flower one petal at a time. You…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, visitor 7 years, 1 month ago

    You lived your life on a long rode full of wonderful experiences and beautiful sights. Now your engine has stop running and your wheels have come to a halt. You’ve arrived at your final destination: the long bridge to serenity. But you deny the walk across.
    I can’t see you, but i feel you. You resemble the wind. Unseen but it’s presence is…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, speak 7 years, 1 month ago

    Speak to me with out using your voice. Use your lips with mine. Foreign or fluent, I’ll always understand. Your words like magic running through my lines. With sparks and fireworks we combine. Creating the truest of poetry. Verses connecting with rhymes. So speak out loud or whisper it in my ear. I’ll always listen to you, my dear.

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, end 7 years, 1 month ago

    Never stopping on this midnight swim in the ice water atmosphere. But this was a rare night. One step away from falling off the cliff to my insanity. Silent enough for my eyes to float with the stars. But a cat’s subtle meows startled me.
    I had no idea where I was going. Lost in the turns and deadends of this footed rollercoaster .
    The…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, compass 7 years, 1 month ago

    Can a compass lead you to your Wonderland? Cause that’s where my heart desires to rest. But I’m lost. Stuck in the jungles of hate. Stuck in the sea of deception. Stuck in the valley of sorrow. Stuck in the deserts of death. Stuck in the mountain sides of depression. And the compass I use is pointing me into disaster. It’s lying to me. When it…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, cry 7 years, 1 month ago

    Tears that flow like streams. Tears that fall like cascades. Tears that taste like the old sea. Tears that dry clear like crystals. Tears with a warm getaway like the beachy sands in paradise. Tears hidden like secret gardens. Tears gone like each day that passes. Smiles like sunshine on a warm spring day.

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, promise 7 years, 1 month ago

    ”Promise me you’ll never leave me, pinky swear.” As she looked above herself to look to me with her innocent twinkled lit eyes. I felt the cover of guilt wrap around me knowing it would be the most empty promise I make. ” I pinky swear promise” with my oversized pinky tangled with hers.
    She smiled with such glee, it hurt me even more. Knowing…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, reference 7 years, 1 month ago

    Whether by the temptations to bite into the sweet poison of an innocent apple. Or pricking your finger from the beautiful lie of a silver thread spinner. Smashing your head at the bottom of the hole to Wonderland. Drowning in the disbelief of fairy fantasies. Betting your soul for legs with the thought of love with someone not of your being.…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, experience 7 years, 1 month ago

    In a life-span streaching thick at only 14 years young, you expect them to not know anything you ”grownups” already do. But I don’t feel 14. My body at youth but mind at aging. I know things, that I shouldn’t know. Dark things. Somethings a 14 year old girls shouldn’t feel.
    So go ahead and say I haven’t experienced anything yet. But you have no idea.

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, lord 7 years, 1 month ago

    Awoken by what I expect to be the sunrise shining through my windows on a beautiful sunday morning. Barely looking up with tired eyes the light that shines above so bright it blinds me. But looking away doesn’t seem to be an option, so captive in this mysteriously stunning horizon. No longer feeling the sensation of laying in my warm bed, I now…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, placed 7 years, 1 month ago

    Placed into this bitter-sweet world as another number amongst these digit proned. You may have a name but it doesn’t place you. The numbers stick to you like plastic magnets on a fridge. You can’t escape them. Shed them. Or hide. I mean how can you run from yourself?

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, officers 7 years, 2 months ago

    The people who protect us. The ones wearing their suits and shiny silver badges. They call it their duty. Watching over the citizens. Keep them from harm. Bringing imprisonment to the bad. But that bad seems to be creeping in all of us. Slowly taking control. The unspeakable evils lurking through our empty thoughts. What really happens behind…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, soil 7 years, 2 months ago

    The soil is to me, one of the strongest materials. Something so easily moved about can grow and support something so beautiful such as the delicate rose. Her petals so soft felt and colors so majestic . And so how is it just some dirt can create and tarnish something so catching to the eye.
    Thus, soil brings in and out the life. Makes desert…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, shows 7 years, 2 months ago

    What shows behind my smile? Fear. Pain. Insecurities.Nope. Teeth, a tounge, the swallowing all of those traits. I have to shove them down my throat, trying not to taste the bitterness of them. Swallowing them so then all im left with is a smile. Keeping a steady breath to control them. Still smiling. Fighting. If they show, my smile would be gone…[Read more]

  • JaneDoe commented on the post, now 7 years, 2 months ago

    Just now. Your a seconds late. Time is like a backwards bomb. Counting from the beginning, up. Saying now, soon is your pass. The nearest of passes. It sounds presently but its for the second its stated, then time goes on. So, starting now, soon will be that time, instead of this time. And now your bomb will keep ticking until now is gone.