I am a girl I am a discarded cigarette Forgotten on the side of the road Or maybe, I'm the leftover meal You can't seem to finish Scrape me into the trash Perhaps, an old BIC lighter » Continue Reading
Five months passed Coming to know myself Learning to revel in it I am dirty and stale I reek of weed It doesn't have to be pretty; I'd prefer it wasn't When men can't have each other Violence becomes as good as sex I am an ugly thing A force not to be reckoned with I will put myself first And that does not make me unkind » Continue Reading
June The soft joy that lingers long after Earthy and sweet When the sun turns kind I see the fields, white with daises Under each tree, a doily of shade Natures lace I hope June Will bring us together. » Continue Reading
Time is too early Theres holes in yer shoes Decided I'd rather sell weed Gonna start the anarchy Dancing around the living room Shouting along to yer favorite tunes Muffled out and pushed back down Burning from the inside out Grab yer bike Ill grab my board Gotta get away Kinda need a toler » Continue Reading
Three tabs in Inherently human Tension pulled taut Tight, like a rubber band You've got me now At least until it dissipates Night and day I drift away Let's settle down At least for now Chasing the afterglow I like the way it tastes » Continue Reading
Maladroit and unforgiving Dress of fiery embers Blue frills And white starweeds Swaying in the evening breeze Hair pixie short and golden Quite like honey Raptured » Continue Reading
Our silence is perverted Sick and tortuous I'd let you drag me To the fiery depth Of this inferno If it meant my ambition Weren't a pitiful display Of nothing but a silly pipe dream » Continue Reading
Who am I without melancholy and nostalgia? I hold these memories dear, like a vice. A lifeline. Nothing to remind me, but the bittersweet photos kept hidden deep within a slew of old papers and junk drawers. It's a strange thing to obsess over a time that you will inevitably never find again. Thinking of the older years, if I had the chance to relive those days, I'd take it and run away for good.... » Continue Reading
Now that I'm out of the picture How does it feel How does it feel to be my space filler The face used to fulfill desires The one you now call yours Using you like a puppet Once I was the fool Placed into your shoes Your chains Used like a tool Biding his time until he gets what he craves Sick and twisted as it may be I am thankful You helped rip me away from that deceiving smile Than » Continue Reading
(This is a story about AI that I wrote for my English class. There's a lot of inspiration in here, and random things that I liked and added in, I hope you like it too!) What's the point of a machine if it can't complete an objective? Artificial Intelligence is nothing but a database, a tool for humans to harness. Yet Aren't humans' machines too? Mechanisms of flesh, blood, and empathy. I see human... » Continue Reading
The Bathroom was grimy an unfamiliar thing Always one less stall Scratched and scraped Covering a slew of old drawings and graffiti from past students Despite being a gross, high school bathroom, It was everything I had ever wanted I'll never turn back to the clean stalls, I walked out of that bathroom as a different person. » Continue Reading