RedButterfly3

It rubs against the page, Sweeping away the words, Slowly, the paper wears thin, And the words no longer fade, As the eraser disappears, The blackened words remain, Unable to be removed.

      Do not read this. Really, don't.      Please.      Stop reading.      Okay. You're stubborn.      Since you're still reading this, then go on. You'll think this is lame, and I don't care.      This'll be the shortest story you'll ever read in your life, for why should I bother to write such a long prose when it just ended sadly?      In this scene- Me and Trace.      Okay. So it went like this:      TRACE: You know what? my love for you's as big as the world.      ME: Really?      TRACE: Oh yeah. And just like the world, it's about to end.      See? I know you're thinking that this is lame, and I'm sorry for wastin

as i lie here in your arms in the cold your tears crash down around me like the saddest raindrops theres nothing you can do for me now as i lie here bleeding as i lie here dying i can crying growing ever softer as my life slips away i went down the road instead of across the street i know i promised not to go there again but my misery was to unbearable i have to say goodbye now for the other side awaits maybye i will allways linger in your heart

a painless day an extreme haircut a graphic pierce immaculate sunblock greasing up the impact of night's thud from the morning freefall in the wake of having risen to the call of the outside sunshine stares of admiration open-ended for the lack of notice or acknowledgment but a painless day of numbed moods and nil to lose in loss of mind

Lilith "Get up now!" the voice sounded pleading, but strong. It was a male voice, definitely. It sounded so familiar, the voice. Like I had been listening to it, all my life. But I hadn't, had I? I felt it like my eyes had been glued together. It was hard to open them, but at last I succeeded. Bright light was the first thing I saw, or I actually didn't see it. I just felt it, burning my eyes. My hands made their way up to my eyes, to protect them from the bright light. When I placed my hands over my eyes, things started to get clearer. I could see two figures on the floor. One male standing above the other one, who I thought was a male to

                       Heartbroken Memory Box I can remember us as clear as yesterday, Two soul lovers caught up in a dance. We met each other at a tender age of 13 and 18, And immediately we became enticed. You became my reason for living, my other half, We kissed, we hugged and made love. I thought I had everything until… That faithful day my family moved, That was when I thought I lost you for good! Then, four years down the line we got reunited, That time, again, I'd thought you be mine! But, it seemed your heart had changed, You didn't seem interested, our love had faded. We began to quarrel, argue and I made mistakes,

Eyelids so heavy.. Tears escaping from my sight.. Teasing my makeup's precise. Making me feel weak- Turning my pale nose pink, My smoked eyes a racoon's wet dream. Here I cry, Just wishing for you to abide- To forgive my mistakes.. My darkest secrets. To realize I love you- More than anything, More than a butcher knife; More than the pills I sneak. More than the laughter my baby sister tends to leak. I just want you to know, How I care for you so. That I think of you as I fall asleep at night- That you're my sweet lullaby. Saving me from my nightmare's dark might; You're my lovely vaccine- As cheesy as that seems. My vis

Sailing the Seven Seas has become my destiny, Won't you come and sail as captain with me? Everything will be just fine and dandy. I see the constellations up in the sky, hoping to become one when I die. I'll never succeed if i don't ever try. I see myself enshrouded in fear. Won't you stay by my side my dear? I'll never let your eyes shed a tear. And it all comes back to this one way track, looking for color but it always goes black. The pressure can be punctured with a tack. Won't you come and fly with me? I'll promise you a night of pure ecstasy, leaving you craving for more baby. We can watch the rockets blast off as I try

I hate you, big underwear Why are you always the last pair Staring at me from the drawer Laughing cause you know for sure Just how much I loathe to wear You giant-sized underwear

Sitting under the shade of an oak tree Soft summer breezes ruffling my hair. Two hours to go A long time to wait A childhood game lurking in my memory. In my hand A small dandelion Plenty of petals No way to know. One at a time I pluck them all off Every last one Not a single one missed. Under my breath I mutter As another yellow stem falls free      He loves me                He loves me not...      He loves me