• alias commented on the post, cities 6 years ago

    I think a piece of me died that day
    when i wasn’t paying attention
    too busy looking at the lights
    and the people
    to busy falling in love to notice
    that……….

    I think a piece of me died that day.

  • alias commented on the post, under 6 years, 3 months ago

    I was always the underdog.
    He hated me.
    I hated me.
    We all hated me.
    Only some underdog stories
    Missed their happy endings.

  • alias commented on the post, satisfy 6 years, 4 months ago

    I will never be enough.

  • alias commented on the post, measured 6 years, 4 months ago

    I measure the days
    By the red dripping tick marks
    Down my arms
    And the beautiful carvings
    Woven into my legs
    Not by your smiles
    Or your scorn

  • alias commented on the post, shown 6 years, 5 months ago

    She said shed only show you once
    But her smile is slipping
    Grey eyes glinting
    In the firelight

  • alias commented on the post, wet 6 years, 5 months ago

    His hair was wet, clothes hung in rags around him
    Blue eyes flashing
    There was a knife in his hand.
    It split the raindrops into a thousand slivers
    That reflected the light from her cold eyes
    She did not […]

  • alias commented on the post, dominant 6 years, 5 months ago

    He throws her to the ground, face burning red
    She screams but he can’t hear her
    She’s crying but he can’t see.
    Rage is taking over his body, contorting it and twisting him into a monster
    Not the man she married

  • alias commented on the post, vote 6 years, 5 months ago

    “And if you wanna speak out, speak out”

  • alias commented on the post, people 6 years, 5 months ago

    A million stories
    Blended
    On a black page with
    Double yellow lines
    A thousand colors
    And beautiful words
    Flowing and interlocking
    Leaving their families and
    Stories and
    Walking
    Forever

  • alias commented on the post, asthma 6 years, 6 months ago

    Her face was turning blue
    And
    I ran for the inhaler
    And
    I tried to save her
    And
    She was too far gone
    And
    It was too far away
    And
    I’m sorry
    And
    I’m sorry

  • alias commented on the post, dysfunctional 6 years, 6 months ago

    Dysfunctional Daughters Unite

    Sorry Mom

    Sorry Dad
    But I didn’t get like this alone.

  • alias commented on the post, headphones 6 years, 6 months ago

    He wasn’t looking where he was going. His eyes were closed. He couldn’t hear my warning, his headphones were too good. And that’s why. Just that. No other reason, no matter what anyone tells you. That’s the real […]

  • alias commented on the post, whether 6 years, 6 months ago

    In the space of one breath
    A choice is made
    In three words, his fate is decided
    Who? Who? Who? Who?
    Anyone
    Someone
    No one
    You

  • alias commented on the post, sustain 6 years, 6 months ago

    to continue is
    always a losing game because
    Eventually even forever
    comes to an end

  • alias commented on the post, covered 6 years, 6 months ago

    He is no longer covered by the sheet, it has been kicked off and balled in the corner of his big boy bed. his curly blond hair is matted to his face and his feet are tucked up under him. His mother bends over and […]

  • alias commented on the post, texture 6 years, 6 months ago

    The side of the couch is rough, like stone. I can’t see your face but I know your sitting there, in the dark. I can see the glowing end of your cigarette. I reach out my hand and touch your cheek. Your face is […]

  • alias commented on the post, dehydrated 6 years, 6 months ago

    cracked lips running
    over a dry tongue
    bending folding
    drifting
    caught somewhere between reality
    and
    a night mare
    shapes jumping and
    feathers floating
    and still more
    sun on your back and
    suddenly nothing

  • alias commented on the post, darlings 6 years, 6 months ago

    the word is passed
    from pink lip to ear
    a coffee stained promise
    to be known forever
    as dear
    and the songs they are sung
    and the words they are spoken
    but no matter how sad
    to me you’ll never be broken

  • alias commented on the post, salvation 6 years, 6 months ago

    It was my salvation, on that hot steamy day, to find an ice cold bottle of lemonade. It was glass, like they used to make all bottles, and it had drips of ice rolling down the side. I sat in the shade and sipped […]

  • alias commented on the post, magazines 6 years, 6 months ago

    The cover was dusty and filled with plastic girls, all covered in make up. They had painted on faces that I imagined would wash away in the slightest rain leaving them with blank empty canvases, nothings, just […]