Comments Posted By Lace
Displaying 1 To 21 Of 21 Comments
these worries are heavy
icy glaciers that fall on my shoulders
the devil lingers on
and my feet are too numb to run
my only friend are these glaciers
they know me well
» Posted By lace On 09.05.2015 @ 8:29 am
sip at your iced mocha
watch the fog on the windows consume your view
of the outdoors
let your breath warm your lovers cheek.
» Posted By Lace On 12.22.2014 @ 7:22 pm
I’ve thrown my last tantrum for the month.
I’m simply over spilled coffee and undisputed argurements
i”m giving up, finally.
» Posted By Lace On 10.08.2014 @ 5:53 pm
Running after him was probably the stupidest thing she could’ve done. She didn’t get far from Kisame and That also got her knocked out. When she did finally wake back up Itachi would be dead.
» Posted By Lace On 09.07.2014 @ 7:15 pm
he left me
wanting his kiss for one more time
there I stood idle in the airport
I will miss your love
I will miss you
» Posted By Lace On 05.06.2014 @ 4:19 pm
She lived in a tiny apartment
singing and dancing
eating and praying
writing and crying
home was her church
praising this alone time
» Posted By Lace On 04.03.2014 @ 1:45 pm
so he ran towards her like stampede from lions.
missing the scent she carried.
the way sweat would sit on her brow.
he ran towards her and gave her the warmest, sincere, punch in the face.
» Posted By lace On 10.16.2013 @ 5:21 am
I am nothing without you. You run me dry. I wilt away simply because my existence means nothing to her kingliness. I am nothing.
» Posted By Lace On 08.31.2013 @ 7:43 pm
he left her body flaccid
drunk her dry
wilting, her womanly flower had become
» Posted By Lace On 08.31.2013 @ 7:09 pm
I am alone
alone is how I like
solidarity is my friend
it comforts the waves inside
gives them a bank of sand to rest unpon
» Posted By Lace On 08.20.2013 @ 7:42 am
» Posted By lace On 04.30.2013 @ 10:24 am
Fractures are similar to a break. It’s like barely breaking something, but the break is still there. A fracture is noticeable. Just because it’s barely a break doesn’t mean the person or thing being broken doesn’t feel it. Anything can be broken.. trust, friendships, relationships, bones.. anything.
» Posted By Lace On 06.22.2012 @ 6:00 am
There were alot of stunts I pulled in my youth. By youth, I mean last summer. I had alot of fun but at expense. I lived it up quickly, got over that phase, and now I retired from it. It was really stupid I made alot of mistakes, but regret nothing because it made me who I am now
» Posted By Lace On 05.26.2012 @ 12:21 pm
Without a doubt in my mind, I knew that I was a lesbian. Whether to come out or not, there I was un-certain.
» Posted By lace On 11.11.2010 @ 4:10 pm
Mother can’t eat much
in everything, on everything
shotglass in the morning, shotglass at night.
better than dying I suppose
but not by much
» Posted By Lace On 01.07.2010 @ 11:12 am
He was wearing stripes. Yes, they did clash with his plaid pants.
» Posted By Lace On 11.22.2009 @ 2:59 pm
i sure wish there was one to cure my kind of disease. sometimes I can’t imagine how the world keeps turning, and it still does somehow. People die and people are born to take their places, and we all crawl into the grave naked and alone.
» Posted By Lace On 01.22.2010 @ 10:49 pm
perhaps there comes a point when there is nothing left to be brought in, when the money finally runs out and everyone else is tired of playing lender. Maybe then you’ll emerge from your piles of aquisitions and use your hands once again to CREATE.
» Posted By Lace On 01.22.2010 @ 1:29 pm
Like an angler in all ways, those thigh high boots may as well have been fishing waders. The way she would bait men with her eyes, dragging them towards certain death in the grasping hooks of her polished-taloned hands.
» Posted By Lace On 01.19.2010 @ 7:11 pm
he always kept a clipboard nearby. He would at times stop and stare at a specific person, glancing up and down whilst scribbling furiously. The person would leave wondering at the cause for the through examination. He, however, went home with a full sheet of meaningless doodles.
» Posted By Lace On 01.18.2010 @ 10:39 pm
«« Back To Stats Page
emptying of one body to fill another, my blood is your blood. You can just toss me away like an empty juice box once you’re done. Couldn’t get my jollies off donation anymore. I had to get rid of it ALL. Every. Last. Drop.
» Posted By Lace On 01.17.2010 @ 8:33 pm