tasted of sour and sweet mixed by thistasteofink, literature
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tasted of sour and sweet mixed
i fall onto the bed
giggle soft
and roll
into her
she mutters
snorts in that cute way
she does when not fully awake
i tell her things
rushed out
all my secrets casual
I know
they will not
Penetrate
in this room
at this time
i can safely say
ilove you iwantyou ineed you
and in her face
there will not be
movement
just the slowest
breathing
the hint of a smile
and the eyelids flutter
her dreams
her dreams are disco dance.
I get up
with a spiteful pen in one hand
Carelessly i let it drop
Black ink all over her expensive coat
And now i can see it - the ugly ink explosion
Is just like her
sketched sin over a perfect
Because the sun always shines. by thistasteofink, literature
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Because the sun always shines.
i feel the sun beating down on my back
a strange patch of love in a storm
i feel you reach for my hand
and know that you really care.
But even through the brightest day there are sure signs
That the patch of denim blue is the sign of an earth shaking thunderstorm
And when the earth gives the final crack you have somehow found a way
For me to stand up and survive the final night on Earth
It may rain sometimes when we cry on our Wednesdays
you bite your candy coloured nails and stare
stare hard when you think im not looking
but i always catch those glances
special dances under a setting sun of passion
and i take a breath and reach
Girl of UnFortunate Fifteen. by thistasteofink, literature
Literature
Girl of UnFortunate Fifteen.
12:03.
Instant messenger gets you places.
When everyone is resting on two pillows
Dreaming of an enchanted place where they are God's among men.
Music sounds better humming humming sound of overheating.
Nothing much appears to be occurring.
I'm divided too fed up of staying
But scared of running away.
Oh but I know it'll be all right in a week or maybe five.
Girl with silver ring delicate butterflies
Stares at them and wishes with determination and narrow eyes
Butterflies remain motionless and still as if sleeping on the second finger
Finger points at the glass, which is nearly empty
She is watching and waiting
Her calm and ele
darlingdaughtertomotherdearest by thistasteofink, literature
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darlingdaughtertomotherdearest
A darling daughter to her mother dearest how amusing well
where do i begin
your excuses are the blanket in which i was covered
but they slowly unravelled like the threads of a well worn jumper.
..you always wear the white of innocence and purity but i am no longer a child.
There are no photographs of which i am thankful
they did try to get me some
Try to remember but i cannot simply recollect lost memories and sit on the toybox.
[no matter what i do i cannot shut it up.]
you subside from the silence a perfect smile
How does it feel i ask how does it feel?
Expecting even more apologies and "you are so grown up now."
But there are
Diamonds on the inside. by thistasteofink, literature
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Diamonds on the inside.
Flossing a dead horse wrapped in sickly sweet candy pink
This is not running away from you because it kills me knowing you could never stop me.
Look at me and see the expectations weighing me down
See saw see saw.
What was it that she saw?
The end.
Rattling the cot scared of facing the mere fact that perhaps.
I am merely an escape artist I see that you have been trapped a hundred times but managed somehow
We'll make a break for it my darling.
And I whisper cinnamon breath as I catch the argument of what they are-
How about I say however you see them is what is correct in some respects.
But we have come to the standstill in our jour
If only we dared to dream. by thistasteofink, literature
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If only we dared to dream.
She bit her biro until a bloodbath of dark blue poisoned her tongue
When shes finished she will look up to the sky and sink into the black leather sofa
As if she is a part of the furniture blending into the already bought comfort
Even though a blur she is ever so radiant and someone else could never sit here and be her
-she never knows quite why the sounds of silence are soothing her and helping her sleep.-
the pavement outside is misty beneath her whipping up a violent storm clipping at her heels.
her head looking at the ground then to the grass holding the most precious
Dew diamonds the skies painted orange with brush strokes of purp
an unhappy birthday. by thistasteofink, literature
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an unhappy birthday.
It takes three strokes of black mascara on my top eyelashes.
Then my eyes turn watery blue and I have to blink as I carefully apply the next
It only takes a second for me to give you a dirty look
I thought you'd be here waiting like you said.
I brush my teeth until they are pearl white I'm after a winning smile
I push my thoughts of you to the back of my head and spit them out one by one into the grey basin
[Im.starting.to.be.as.sick.as.they.said.]
There's hair that needs to be brushed and a pretty blue dress in that display window with my name on it
Eyes that are in desperate need of glitter green that is brushed on by cotton wool
Lady Of The Flowers. by thistasteofink, literature
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Lady Of The Flowers.
Glitter is bleeding from the corners of her baby blue eyes
I knew I was writing about someone when I was
Spellbound by a pearl white smile long lashes brushing against
Nearly faultless skin lips that twist only to pout out;
But wait are you seeing this as her real life or a mere picture?
The world inside isn't changing as her smile lights up the known-
Loathing what life has become for most.
She makes my world go dizzy as the colour spins
I never know where to stand in this insanity she whispered the story
When she fell down that rabbit hole life was never the same
Looking to find herself find her place only for it to fade away.
B
She's stalking you with her baby blues.
Silently judging you.
And if you see that she's empty inside.
It's crystal clear
that her heart weighs less you can tell she's heartless
Pity we weigh our lives with blood and gold
There's something about the way her smile dances on the false faces she's pulling
You can tell she'll be telling you 'don't do it'and going ahead to do so hypocritical her point of views Stereotypical what's her strength and her weakness?
A do gooder turned junkie.
She's rotten to the very core and she suffers from sickness
She needs a saviour so fuck your God and all religion starts for.
She's pouting at yo
Seems to me that everytime i shine
There's my raincloud right over me.
I don't remember anyone asking me
If i've ever seen a sunbeam in a world so drab and gray
Would you take me for admire me if i was a sunbeam?
If i was favoured by someone somewhere in someplace far away
Seems to me everytime i want to stand i can only crawl.
-Burnt out scratch out my eyes.
I don't see anyone noticing me
If i'll ever see a perfect sunbeam-through the thick curling cloud.
Sunbeams are made a different way not with people like me-
Heard to me that everytime i sing
There's my raincloud about to drench me.
Would you appreciate me if i was soaking
Two of the misunderstood souls seeking comfort in each other now arms firmly pulling them face to face with each others.
tantalizing kisses placed on one of the figures necks..
Touching and Kissing for what seemed like forever lips pressed against each other the feeling of lust in the air the stars forever singing just for them
Walking up the stairs now a vision a girl with eyes of blue and clothed in grey her blood falling to the floor splashing the wooden flooring time still stands still the girl walks into the bedroom her eyes searching her mouth open but no words come out. She sits reciting elegies of the past forever entombed b
So beautiful what does he see in me? I find myself spinning out of control and into the light towards him but every time I try to reach for him find them its just hard to try and fix something that's so beautiful he's falling even more now im the only one who can see the sorrow behind his eyes he's breaking his own heart and losing the pieces but I'll always and try and shine like he does. He'll always be untouchable but he's my untouchable or so he says.
One day he's gonna save you all when your sitting looking at the sky fall and the stars come crashing down pieces of them glowing on your front lawn hes gonna be the one who'll tear this ap
We All Get A Little Mad. by thistasteofink, literature
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We All Get A Little Mad.
A few last words before they carry me away,
Tied up in a straight jacket suffering day by day
Visions of frightful creatures,
Left screaming in my bed.
Felt so real.
Just created by my head.
Bundled into an ambulance
Soft words to say,
"It's going to be okay you've just taken too many sleeping pills"
But they wont save you now.
Switch to the scene of an open door,
A vision of me lying on a wooden floor
Blood trickles from newly open veins
Laughing at humanity deemed sick by all so not afraid.
Slipping into a dreamless slumber,
Although too scared to sleep,
For I'm strong
When the rest of this world is weak,
I walked through
Kicking And Screaming. by thistasteofink, literature
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Kicking And Screaming.
I press the silver pad as the phone is in my hand
You leave it to ring this feeling i cant take
Please Hold it says but i cant hold on for much longer
I put it to my ear as i intently listen to the words im hearing in my head
but you dont say them.
I step back as you've already hung up on me
It didn't make sense then.
And it certainly doesnt make sense now.
Walking with my head to the ground
I learnt my behavior from you
I read your note over in my head
You wish you were dead dont you?
I cant blame you anymore.
Its the lack of communication thats causing another severe breakdown.
Maybe its a breakthrough.
Pick up the phone give
You know how someone once said
"A pictures worth a thousand words"
Well im not sure if i agree completely with the above statement
Because although that quotes remember
The person who said it hasnt been remembered at all.
My thought free of logic and rationally
I know the following wont make sense at all.
I blow bubbles while i try and use pretty enough words that people can relate to so
I take a deep breath
Nervous.
I've got that picture on my screen you know the one of us.
The three of us and we're all looking at the display
Looking how the picture in my hands going to be.
When i saw you you squeezed me so hard
I thought i
Did you have any idea?
How i felt that day...
I was sick to my stomach yet i still managed a weak smile
As you ran down that narrow lane and wrapped your arms around me.
I struggled to breath.
Stepped back.
Chance for me to reverse the crushing feeling in my rib cage.
You worry about my perception of you.
I never saw you through rose tinted glasses.
I saw you through my eyes.
Always with my eyes.
We talked the whole way
We picked up on what the other didn't say.
Silence covers the few things we couldn't dont you agree?
I didnt want to let you down.
I didnt want to let my guard down.
See once i let people in
I fear the worst
You know sometimes i get a little crazy
You know sometimes we all get caught up
We burst our bubbles so we arent protected
Protect me from them.
You say.
Say we could be the best of friends if you like.
Like when im walking down desperate streets
Streets that dont lead me to your door
Door into your house where maybe i could feel contented
Least for a while.
When i first saw you it was a collection of words
No pretention could i detect using my mind.
Last summer i used to climb on the underground
Secretly hoping i would find myself sitting next to someone
Someone being you
You are the most amazing person
I have it all planned
I wonder if im asking too much
Too much
You take everything from me
But Still
You expect me to give
I take nothing from you.
But Still
You take everything from me
You say you take what you deserve
Deserve?
You deserve nothing.
Is it asking too much
For me to want you here right now
You ask me over and over
"Is it ever enough?"
I dont ask for anything.
Your silent songs do nothing for me.
I wonder why your singing
Singing through my sorrows and pains
Pain is what you put me through
Through it all
I wonder why your singing
I ask for way too much.
Im not even happy
Happily i repeat.
Repeat performance.
So now im left h
Seeing things through your rose tinted glasses
Glass all over the floor
Shock to the system
Who made this mess?
Walking on tiptoes in her ballerina shoes
Careful not to cut themselves
Yourself.
People expect her to fall
Head raised high
She's got it all.
All of the friends she needs surrounds her.
Her significant other there to wrap his arms around her.
Be careful not to cut him Patchwork Princess
Be careful now.
The way she holds herself.
Herself.
Graceful for one so tall
She falls harder than most
But i pull her up
With hair of gold
And a stare
That could break through
The darkest most troubled mind.
The smile that
im nothing to everything by XcutxupxangelsX, literature
Literature
im nothing to everything
i find the answers arent as clear
as i would like them to be
i find the memories arent as near
so that i can watch and see
people are distant
but did i make them that way?
when i thought it was them
maybe im the one pushing away
and as i scream at the top of my lungs
"im independant, none of you i need"
i find that im wrong
i need you like the blood i bleed
i find that the cutting
doesnt quite take me there anymore
that the high i once got
has dropped to the floor
im not the same
as i was once before
maybe thats what leaves you wanting more
im everything you wish you knew
Her crimson curls were no match
for the snapping jaws
of green eyed monsters,
airbrushed and pirouetting through a
(60 watt)
typhoon.
Her disarming salutation
(claiming ownership of inches)
kissed their forehead pretentiously
under the floodlight rainstorm.
This exclusive glitter acetate
though dipped in brushed steel
lay garnished with ink and fabrication;
a sugar coated gambit. (low calorie)
Wrapped in fruit she cracked
her whip
deliciously a closet rebel
a figur
sometimes surgeons like to kid by inmyroom, literature
Literature
sometimes surgeons like to kid
Sometimes I cannot sleep.
Earthquakes burrow into sheet fibres,
knees meet the radiator, the chunks clunk
then chip away, like the roller coaster thoughts
that spin around the room.
My head smacks pillows, and I remember
all the faces I scanned today,
up/down; they sighed boredom --
and had eyeballs where mattresses should be.
Fingertips feel sore, they say sorry
for touching you. I only wanted to see
what your heart felt like on the inside
but these hands did not belong
blood-drenched in you. Right then I decided --
I will never go to the dentist ever again.
He compliments my oral hygiene
as he asks me to open wide. I
Because the sun always shines. by iheartpirates, literature
Literature
Because the sun always shines.
i feel the sun beating down on my back
a strange patch of love in a storm
i feel you reach for my hand
and know that you really care
But even through the brightest day there are sure signs
That the patch of denim blue is the sign of an earth shaking thunderstorm
And when the earth gives the final crack you have somehow found a way
For me to stand up and survive the final night on Earth
It may rain sometimes when we cry on our Wednesdays
you bite your candy coloured nails and stare
stare hard when you think im not looking
but i always catch those glances
special dances under a setting sun of passion
and i take a breath and reach o
She's a raver girl
On top of the world
Tripping the light
Eyes so bright
Dancing to the beat
Moving her feet
Can't stop
Not gonna drop
Body moving
Twisting and grooving
Turn the radio on
Her favourite song
Hands in the air
And she doesn't care
Only one on the dancefloor
Thinks your all a bore
Sweat dripping down
Wears the raver crown
Waving glowsticks
And cheeky hair flicks
Biggest grin
She's gonna win
She's the Raver Queen
Best theres ever been
Tank tops
Never gonna stop
She's a raver girl
On top of the world
Turn the radio on
Her favourite song
And she goes again.
I stand before you all ladies and gentleman to
Say that honesty is usually the best policy
And I swear by anything you care to call upon
I don't mean to brag but I have been remember as well
I'm the best witness in the history of civilisations crime
Would the defendant care to tell us what has happened to bring us all here today?
H o n e s ty.
Order in the court.
The judge shouts as the room is overcome by a sudden silence
I rise in my pinstripe suit as I prepare to serve justice in the dish of your despair.
Feast on the fatal mistakes you have made during the process that lead up to this.
"I am honest your honour"
They question
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If you manage to read through this.
- She Is-
a few words. creative.complex.complicated.artistic.a writer.a dreamer. a milkshake whore. etc etc.the girl who walks in the rain and smiles.
She fakes a smile with most but a rare few she has beam for her friends when she wants to truely.
She smiles at strangers.
She switches between first person and third which gets confusing.
She just screams confusion.
She is an ebay junkie.
i am lara
remember that name
i will do everything to make sure you dont forget it.
Even though you probably will.
from these key things.
the sights.the sounds.my touch.my fist in your face. only if
just a little message to say infortuntaly Lara was hacked so cant currently get on her DA accounts, deviantart is being incredibly slow at sorting this out so hopefully she wil be back soon