I never told you how much you meant to me... but maybe you guessed. I loved you and I wanted you to love me back. I know you said you couldn't feel real emotions, but that’s a lie. Because I know you feel, just like me. So just let me care for you when no one else would. It's all I ever wanted from you, you were my reason for surving in this darkness.
Without any light, without hope to hold on to. I thought there would be nothing stopping me from falling apart, that I would end up shattered and splintered... and there would be nothing besides death coming my way. Nothing to fill my hammaring heart and a mind just on the verge of insanity... but you saved my. Even if in truth, you were my destroyer... I thought I would never meet someone that would stop me from breathing and the same time allow me to breath with a full chest fot the first time... you crushed me, you devored me with the darknes that spilled from your heavy heart.
I drowned in your rage, and got consumed by something strongert than was even imnaginable. I fell, and I burned. I died in every possible way.
And yet here I am. Rising from the ashes that you left me scorched. Stronger, in control, alive. Full of assurence that depite all of the cruelty that you pride yourself with, a sort of crest that you carry on your chest... I still saw what you hid underneth it all, with so much caution. I ignored all the distraction that you threw at me and I broke all of the mirrors that you played me with. And when everything was gone and I could see through the fog that was surrounding you... I saw who you really were and I fell deep into your darkness, enjoying every minute of it.
I fought for this love and I got my temporary prize... that love is here right now and if this means that this feeling will destroy me… than be it. I want to burn in your arms again, I want to fall into the ashes besides you… I don’t need to breath, I don’t even have to exist if you’re next to me. Just let me love you, it’s all I ask from you. I need this to survive even if I’m no longer here. So let me cherish you even if you’re the worst thing that ever happened to me... cause you’re also the best part of it all.
My nothing, my everything…
I don’t need words to describe how I feel about you, not even a touch. Just you. That’s all. Can you give me that, just a little piece ? I’ll take it and hide it in my soul… that part of me that was yours from the very beginning. You didn’t steal me… I was already yours.
So remember me, when I am no longer here... and don’t let your heart freeze again, it would be such a waist. It’s worth it you know… living, feeling and loving… thank you for waking me up, I finally had a chance to live. I didn’t before. I was just pretending so people wouldn’t stare. It’s a good thing, having your heart beat for someone else… and feel that love come back to you.
I'm running out of time. I need to go.
Don't look for me.
Mine´s bigger than yours!
My view is simple, allow guns for protection, but who in hell needs an automatic weapon, a shot gun or an AK 47 in their home!
The worst thing the American government did was allowing the people to have guns better than their own law enforcers have, that was just asking for trouble. Some of the weirdos have missile launchers, sniper rifles, machine guns, bazookas etc
They are all hunkered down waiting for the shit to hit the fan, so they get a chance to use their shiny toys. Let´s face it in many cases they are penis extensions! When you watch the documentaries on the hard core gun owners, most of them seem to share one brain cell between them. There is a type, a certain type of person who likes to own guns, a normal person will lock theirs away hoping never to have to use it.
Guns do not kill people that is true...people kill people with guns.
But if there wasn´t so many around or so easy to get a hold of, then maybe there would be less gun crime and less deaths.
Guns are everywhere now, in kids books, cartoons, vido games, all over the tv, most children think they are cool. It boils down to MONEY & GREED, weapons are a massive market especially in the USA. No way will they ban gun ownership when so much revenue is made from them, same as no way will the USA stop making wars. It´s all about the money honey!
America gets rich off selling terror, making terror, fighting so-called terror...hell 9 times out of ten, they arm the the bad guys and the so-called good guys.
Moderation is the key word here.
I deserve this emptiness
This horror of truth
Nothing in me matters
I am nothing, not a who
And in the blinking moments
In the suns burning light
I am blinded by the pain
Not even black is in my sight
Caress my skin with feather-like touches,
And whisper dirty words in my ear that make me squirm.
Grab me roughly and pin me against your muscled body,
And suck the skin of my neck into your mouth.
Make moan and groan in ways no one else has,
And kiss my lips until I can barely breathe.
Don’t Tell Me...
Don't tell me you'll be there and I'm left standing alone.
Don't tell me you love me and then break my heart.
Don't tell me you care for me but never show it.
Don't tell me I'm beautiful and then treat me like shit.
Don't tell me.
Do You Want Me?
He smashed his lips against mine, hungrily. I felt the animal in me release itself and I threw my arms around him, feeling as if I wasn't close enough. Our lips moved in sequence, tongues battling. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine, both of us panting hard. His hand slipped in my shorts and I gasped when I felt him cup my sex.
"Do you want me?" he asked, pecking my lips as his fingers skillfully worked its way inside me. I moaned and gripped his shirt, pleasure rolling through me in waves.
Veins of a Librarian
Even if broken
hearts still beat, it's not blood, but
ink sustaining me.
Geologic Time Scale Poem
COME WITH ME
A SIGHT TO SEE
TO TRAVEL THROUGH PREHISTORY
AND UNRAVEL LIFE’S MYSTERY
THE HISTORY OF EARTH YOU YEARN
THE PERIODS FROM THE GEOLOGIC TIME SCALE YOU WILL LEARN
THE CAMBRIAN IS STOP NUMBER ONE
541 MILLION YEARS IT BEGUN
WITH OCEANS AND SEAS ON THE RISE
STRETCHING FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE SKY
LIFE MAKES ITS DEPUTE, THAT’S WHAT I SAID
WITH TRILOBITES RESTING ON THE OCEAN BED
THE ORDOVICIAN IS ON OUR TRIP NEXT
STARTING 485 MYA, ACCORDING TO OUR GEOLOGY TEXT
LIFE CONTINUES TO DIVERSIFY
IN THESE MURKY SEAS NEW CREATURES SWIM BY
THEY INCLUDE INVERTEBRATES, SUCH AS BRACHIOPODS
THESE INCLUDE MOLLUSKS, SEA STARS, AND CEPHALOPODS
AFTER THE HALT OF THE ORDOVICIAN
443 MYA STARTS THE SILURIAN
THE FIRST VASCULAR PLANTS EVOLVE
UNFORTUNATELY, MUCH LIFE DESOLVE
BUT OUT OF THE FOGGY THAW
COMES THE FIRST FISH WITH A JAW
THEN COMES THE DEVONIAN, RISE OF THE FISH
GOBBLING THEIR BRETHEREN IN A TASTY DISH
THESE INCLUDE LOBE-FINNED, RAY-FINNED, AND SHARKS
SWIMMING FREELY IN THEIR WATERY PARKS
THE WATER DISMISSES, LEAVING GLOPS OF SAND
GIVING NEW CREATURES THEIR OWN FREE LAND
WE JUMP TO THE CARBONIFEROUS
WITH THE FIRST TREES LOOKING MARVELOUS
ALL THE CRITTERS MOVE ON
TO THE LAND OF A NEW DAWN
THEY FORM INTO AMPHIBIANS WITH MEGA BITES
AS WELL AS INSECTS THE SIZE OF KITES
THE PERMIAN CREEPS ONTO THE SCENE
WITH A LAND COVERED IN LUSCIOUS GREEN
THIS LAND FORMS A SUPERCONTINENT
A LAND CALLED PANGAEA, IS WHAT I MEANT
DISPITE NEW FINDS IN THE GEOLOGIC HISTORY
90% OF ALL LIFE PASSES AWAY; QUITE A MYSTERY
THE MESOZOIC BEGINS WITH THE TRIASSIC
LIFE STARTS AGAIN WITH A GIANT KICK
THE DINOSAURS TAKE THE CENTER STAGE
STOMPING THE GROUNG IN THUNDEROUS RAGE
PLATEOSAURUS, EORAPTOR, AND COELOPHYSIS
NONE OF THEM ANY NEAR THE NICEST
200 MILLION YEARS ENDS THE TRIASSIC
AND KICK STARTS MY FAVORITE PERIOD THE JURASSIC
GIANTS ROAMED UNDER THE SCOURCHING SUN
YET THEY MAKE ROOM FOR THEIR FUN
THESE GIANTS INCLUDE STEGOSAURUS AND ALLOSAURUS
ALONG WITH LONG-NECKS LIKE APATOSAURUS
THE CRETACEOUS PERIOD MARKS THE END
OF A PREHISTORIC DYNASTY MY FRIEND
THE LAST OF THE DINOSAURS MAKE THEIR FINAL STAND
BEFORE THEIR HOME BECOMES A BARREN WASTELAND
A METEOR FROM THE HEAVENS FALLS BELOW
CREATING A HELLISH LANDSCAPE 65 MILLION YEARS AGO
FEAR NOT BECAUSE LIFE DOES NOT CONCLUDE
THE MAMMALS RISE UP IN SEARCH OF FOOD
THEY STARTED OFF SMALL IN THE PALEOGENE
A PERIOD WHERE GRASS GROWS GREEN
TINY HORSES, TERROR BIRDS, AND TITANBOA APPEAR
ALONG WITH RHINOS CALLED BRONTOTHERE
THE NEOGENE PERIOD COMES LATE
WITH THE LARGEST MAMMALS TO DATE
HORSES, ELEPHANTS, AND PIGS OH MY
AND EARLY APES REACHED FOR THE SKY
YET THERE IS A CHANGE IN THE TIME SO OLD
THE TEMPERATURE STARTS TO BECOME VERY COLD
OUR TRIP, UNFORTUNATELY, HAS COME TO A CLOSE
AT THE QUATERNARY PERIOD I SUPPOSE
ON THE ICE MAMMOTHS AND SABRE-TEETH TIGERS WALK
AND EARLY HUMANS CRAFT TOOLS AND LEARN TO TALK
WE BEGAN DEVELOPING CIVILIZATIONS THAT STAY
FROM 10,000 YEARS AGO TO THIS DAY
BEFORE YOU GO, I THANK YOU AGAIN
FOR EXPERIENCING THIS JOURNEY TO THE END
I HOPED YOU LEARNED SOMETHING FROM THIS TALE
ABOUT THE HISTORY OF THE GEOLOGIC TIME SCALE
You are laying on the floor surrounded in your own liquids.
Sweat. Tears. Snot. More sweat. More tears.
You don't care that your face is covered in salt. You don't care that your eyes hurt.
You don't care that the tiles are cold.
You don't care.
Eventually the sound of your own cries starts to feel distant.
All you hear is pain. All you see is pain.
No. No. No.
Your body is trying to shout through every nerve ending, "NO."
Nothing matters when your heart breaks. Only that one nagging thing.
Your pain feels eternal. Everything seems to be egging you on to completely rip in half, and it feels as though you already have.
There no longer is a "you". There are pieces.
Arms. Legs. Torso. A lack of a heart. Scattered bits of a mind.
Everything is upside down and your fragments feel discarded.
It's the feeling when you find out someone you love does not feel the same way.
It's hearing gossip about yourself and not being able to negate it.
It's anguish and angst and a huge "Why me?"
It's breaking your favorite possession in anger while trying to mend your broken heart.
It's wanting everything to look as broken as you feel.
It may shock you
Or stop you
From loving again
But in the end
Your head always wins
No matter how hard you fight
It will keep you up at night
Making you question your self worth
The tears on your pillow
Will be filled with self hate
As the mirror twists your vision
So you see someone
You utterly distaste
You'll think you deserve it
Every stab wound
All the fear
You'll come to despise
Your own eyes
For whispering all those lies
Lies that you're beautiful
That you matter too
How could you
If he didn't love you