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Beware friends who are not there for you. Beware heartache caused by heartache. Beware loneliness when you desperately want to be alone. Beware caring about those who don’t care enough to care about you. Think before it.
» Posted By Mara On 07.09.2017 @ 6:48 pm
Shock is a bad word to use. It’s a nothing word. A word that can only mean something to you if you’re in the thick of it. You can’t feel shock by reading it. You can’t feel shock by saying it. You can only feel it when you’re down on your knees, waist deep in it. You can only feel it if it’s taken your heart out of your chest.
» Posted By Mara On 04.26.2017 @ 8:24 am
something steely in your stomach. something you’re lacking. something you’ve never had. a love you never lost. black curls at the back of his neck. hands you’ve never held. music you’ve never heard. a room you’ve never cleaned. fear you’ve never shed. words you’ve never said. a dream you’ve never dreamt. sleep you never had
» Posted By mara On 10.20.2016 @ 4:48 pm
My heart was beating out of my chest. There was a numbness spreading throughout my body. I was slowly shutting down. Why do I get this way? I’m sobbing at the mere thought of your name.
» Posted By Mara On 01.30.2016 @ 4:46 pm
I was sobbing uncontrollably, shaking, unable to move. What is wrong with me? Why does your name keep going through my head ? I don’t want to feel like this. I don’t want to miss you
» Posted By Mara On 01.30.2016 @ 4:42 pm
i dont know and i dont make idea what is this. Maybe some fashion
» Posted By mara On 10.22.2015 @ 4:11 am
I sit at my desk and laugh, laugh laugh, my mind wandering in the depths of darkness. How dare he question me. How dare he think I am weak. I will prove them wrong. I will prove them all wrong! By god with this knife of mine I will kill them all. Weak, they say.
» Posted By Mara On 11.14.2014 @ 8:05 pm
I am a believer in the stars. I am a believer in moons and alien planets. I can see their star’s light years after it was fresh for them. Their memories are carried on it, while mine are added to it. Sure, why not.
» Posted By Mara On 06.07.2014 @ 8:42 pm
there’s nothing wild about the word wilderness; an absence of that strong vowel sound has ripped the word of its savagery. wilderness beckons. you hear it and you’re standing at the foot of a forest, and you are not afraid.
» Posted By Mara On 05.11.2014 @ 7:42 pm
Strike like snakes bearing their white fangs, gleaming beneath the sun.
Strike – I was never struck. I was never bitten, never beaten. I was thrown out of cars and pushed against walls, but never struck.
Strike – picket against the feeling that’s been tearing you apart inside. Refuse to leave until it puts on its shoes and the door hits its ass on the way out.
» Posted By Mara On 04.11.2014 @ 12:47 pm
I talked about morals with a friend today, and about how Rahab lied to protect others. She was praised, but the Bible still says lying is wrong.
I talked about psychology and religion with you today. We talked about the phenomenological perspective – how things exist because they exist in the minds of people. Is that defined enough?
I thought about love today. I thought of its barriers, how there don’t seem to be any. Is it something that should be defined?
I thought about us today, how we’re holding onto each other, how we don’t really have a name. I am not your girlfriend, I am not your wife, I am not even something you can hold at night. Somehow, I still feel your arms around me.
I could look love up in a dictionary and think of your smile when I’m supposed to be following the words with my eyes. I could look light up in a dictionary and think of how you calm me, how you seem to touch me even when you’re fourteen hours away. You are something I can’t define.
» Posted By Mara On 02.13.2014 @ 1:50 pm
Firearm. Arms made of fire. You could touch me and I’d combust. And that’s not what that means, firearms are weapons of anger. But I think if you shot me, all I’d feel would be love. Love, love, bleeding red, and I’m staring up at your face like you’ve freed me from something.
Firearm. Arms made of fire. You could hold me and I could fall asleep, for a night, for forever.
» Posted By Mara On 01.18.2014 @ 12:24 am
I imagine the taste of bourbon, how it would sting my virgin lips. I imagine what you tasted like after a shot of whiskey in my name. I have drank alcohol, but nothing is as heady as your slurring words.
» Posted By Mara On 01.09.2014 @ 11:42 am
I got this word twice and I don’t feel like writing the story again so I’m just gonna sit here for a minute.
» Posted By Mara On 10.27.2013 @ 12:23 pm
i don’t know what to write it’s annoying it’s just an insect but how strong when you can’t catch it.
» Posted By Mara On 10.22.2013 @ 11:27 am
lots and lots of tales. short ones long ones skiny ones tall ones. they all paint a picture of something magestic that happened to a single individual and they use words within these tales to show us and re-create the amazing experience so that we all may live it.
» Posted By Mara On 03.11.2013 @ 1:45 pm
the one thing in the world we want to forget. the one thing we always remember. Tearing us back to the world, holding us down for awhile. You can be struggling for air, or finally taking it all in. Those moments you hold onto forever, the ones you let go of. The seconds it takes to come back to life. Everything in your world,and outside of it. holding it, touching it,seeing it having it right before your eyes. It is all too real.
» Posted By mara On 01.22.2013 @ 4:45 pm
flowers in the sun. The swaying breeze gently touches me. It is a happy time of freedom and relief. Yet sadness is coming. It can not last forever. that is how it must be. What would joy be without sorrow? How could we enjoy the happy if we never knew what it was like to cry. July is happy. July is warm. But July will only be momentary.
» Posted By mara On 12.07.2012 @ 8:22 pm
a lion in a jungle as me when i see you all shiny and ready to do things to me,
» Posted By mara On 11.10.2012 @ 5:47 am
love left alongside you.
» Posted By Mara On 10.12.2012 @ 8:40 pm
I wish everything was possible.
but some shooting stars nosedive.
» Posted By Mara On 10.06.2012 @ 1:39 pm
Your torrid body has quenched my parched thirst for love and lust and safety
in oak arms I am protected delicate lace
together we battle the crowds
together together together I am glue on you
aching to be permanent
» Posted By Mara On 08.31.2012 @ 7:44 pm
There was once a chain on the fence near the house where I used to live. It was a lonely chain, hanging low and cold during autumn nights and winter mornings. I never thought much of it but I always noticed its presence on that fence.
» Posted By Mara On 08.26.2012 @ 8:05 am
» Posted By Mara On 05.28.2012 @ 3:56 am
I was leading them into failure.
I don’t know if they could see it, but it was always clearly in front of me, whichever way I turned, whichever way I led– the failure. The end. Certain death for me and all of my too-trusting friends who so blindly placed their faith in me.
» Posted By Mara On 05.25.2012 @ 1:05 pm
I had to find it. What had I lost, anyway, that had turned me into this dull creature, this pathetic bit of flesh? I suppose I had to figure that out first, but, bottom line– I couldn’t go on like this.
Something had to give. Something had to break.
It wasn’t going to be me this time.
» Posted By Mara On 05.24.2012 @ 6:05 pm
SPLASH- a puddle wraps around my ankles.
GUSH- the sound of galoshes
CHIRP- a tweet from a feathered friend that wishes to say hello.
» Posted By Mara On 03.30.2012 @ 8:20 pm
Take my heart, scrape it, clench it in your hands,
I am weak clay in them,
I am just mud if left alone.
Shape me in an image, capture your thoughts,
I am tangible, I am real if you make me so.
So create me, I will be your masterpiece,
Your flesh statue that breathes.
» Posted By Mara On 03.28.2012 @ 5:13 pm
It covered her. Soot was everywhere, the fire had burned the city to the ground; her world, her life, her everything, was a powdered ash that hovered in the skies.
» Posted By Mara On 03.23.2012 @ 6:57 pm
Back To Stats Page
This damage you’ve caused, it broke me.
I am a snapped branch after the hurricane,
and you were the storm.
Your eyes were lightning that hit me in daze and
separated my soul and body.
Your words hit me like hail, like cold stones that
tear at my usually rough bark as if I am cotton and you
are the hand that picked me.
» Posted By Mara On 03.21.2012 @ 7:45 pm