When there is nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire.
Ok, real life right now. Help/Advice please. I've got a best friend at the minute who I've known since September and the start of college, which was a big new start for me.
I hold you in my arms With your soft delicate flesh, warm and tender, Fluttering breath. Each passing moment ebbing away from brand new I imagine your life when in the future too.
To those who wear the biggest smile... Laugh the loudest Dance the longest Thank you for being ok Or pretending to be ok at least.
Deadly kisses hard upon my lips and Passion breaks like waves against my hips. Calling so sweetly like a siren from the shore, Do you recall when love was just a chore.
I'll flirt a little Fight my case You're not going to win my heart I'll fight a little Tell some lies We're drifting farther apart I'll run a little To get away We both need a fresh start.
I'm a self confessed anti hero of love. A realist of the heart. An organ that pumps blood all day, to me has no finer art. I've never pledged an "I love you", in the closing minutes of the day.
"FASTER. HARDER!" she moans with pleasure. His full body getting into it, pressing down his torso as the rhythm picks up speed. Every surface is sticky now, the sheets absorbing sweat.
Cracks of moonlight illuminating bruised skin and flesh so polluted it's cast in hues of purple and grey. In the nighttime there's not a whisper. Only silence fills this house.
It's been so long. Since I've heard a single sound. My baby's gone. And I can't figure it out. All of the heartache and the late night confessions. I miss you dearly. And I hate you with a passion.
All our lives we ask questions; Who am I What should I be doing And why do all bad things happen to me. I try to be positive I swear, I really do.
#nightdwellers All my life I've been plagued by this sadness. A constantly ebbing feeling of a lacking or inferiority.
I'll be outside when I remember you, Blowing kisses at the Milky Way. I'll be standing on top of houses and scaling branches until I see night transform to day.
Bring on the violins Because I've seen the violence. Bring out the your living dead I know what's in your head. Don't let the world see the weakness. Just keep on collecting up the pieces.
I pull my body close to yours but feel nothing. Not warmth or repulsion. And I being to question the true beating of your heart. Was it an allusion.
I have a private confession, A certain secret to say The kind of revelation That might take your breath away.
Closer it creeps This feeling that never sleeps. It's bundled up within Burning beneath the skin.
Take me somewhere far from here & show me I'm not alone. Purge my sorrows & all my fears that have of late been grown.
/\____/\ /~. 0.||0. ~\ |~ Y ~| \_______/ ******•***** Hello there my tame tiger. What do we have hear. Why it's only a lost fuzzy creature Whose meows have grown quite clear.
Stay close and take my hand, I will show you the promised land, Where trees may shelter you from the sorrows, We will live to see happier tomorrows...
Somewhere along the way I lost many things I should have been more careful with...
Sometimes I feel like... I can not run any faster Or Live up to everyone else's expectations. I feel as though...
Occasionally I dream of that perfect night... Of you brandishing that bottle of complimentary champagne...
Bring on the chaos and bring on the song, You pushed me down deep in your soul for too long..
Hey Opussians. It's been far too long for us to be apart but my exams are over and I'm ready to start writing again. So here it goes... Do you want to elope tonight. Get lost amongst the shadows....
Some days Mr Opuss feed is bleak and empty, Other days it's comments a plenty. Likes fill me up with a warm kind of glow. And as a writer allows me to grow.
A sunburst of hot kisses hit my skin. I feel his breath whisper "let's begin". First there is smiles concealed against lips. Then their is lust and the magnetism of hips.
My friend and I, we created a list. But at the time however he was rather pissed. We downed some shots before we began to write and after that stayed up all night.
There's an illness seeping through my skin. A reckless torture brewing within. They say it's the result of my pursued life of sin. A feeling is missing from my wasteful existence.
The Opussian army assembled across the great land of The App Store. They bore the emblem of a thousand tiny paw prints and armed themselves with a arsenal of words.
You came to me once more in a dream as the stars above did gleam... It begins the same with the beat of a drum... Hands of soldiers sway to a military march like the pleats of a skirt.
To be forgotten but not yet gone... You sang for the revolution, Now you're the institution. My respect for you has disappeared, But the nightmare has persevered. How does it feel to be the Man.
Insomnia how you plague me, Visiting only so late, I have no desire for your dull numbing power When consciousness is a permanent state.
'Drink to me Drink to my health You know I cannot drink anymore' Ironic to toast health as one dies... Then again Pablo Picasso was a curious kind of guy..
The ocean is icy Its embrace like a fist. We dive into a blackness I have tried to resist. Foam pulling me under I fight for a gasp And all the while you escape from my grasp.
Never will I reach the perfection I long for with all my soul. My vanity desires luxuries which I can never have... I'm afraid, Of getting older, Getting married.
Hey dearies. I haven't been around too much as I've spent the last two days working on art exams, it's been fun but I have also had withdrawal from my absence on here.
Hey dearies. I haven't been around too much as I've spent the last two days working on art exams, it's been fun but I have also had withdrawal from my absence on here.
Hey dearies. I haven't been around too much as I've spent the last two days working on art exams, it's been fun but I have also had withdrawal from my absence on here.
He appears when I am alone His raspy breath heavy with criticism. His words sharp like needles. His eyes as cold as doctors hands. And still I welcome him...
He appears when I am alone His raspy breath heavy with criticism. His words sharp like needles. His eyes as cold as doctors hands. And still I welcome him...
He appears when I am alone His raspy breath heavy with criticism. His words sharp like needles. His eyes as cold as doctors hands. And still I welcome him...
Something an old teacher used to repeat constantly, Look up for inspiration, Down in desperation, But never across for information..
Tonight you will disintegrate, love, Into a drunken fool, While I sit and watch you kindle the flame with whiskey as your fuel.
Break dance, Not hearts!.
A little known fact is that writers blocks are often used in the construction of libraries filled with stacks of half finished manuscripts and starved families of bookworms....
I was thinking today that I need to start writing down what makes me happy. Things like all the moments that make me smile instead of focusing on the negative things in life so much.
(Just another experiment so please bare with me!) The first time I saw her the ghostly form of her body both terrified and transfixed me to my soul.
The sadness shall last forever -Vincent Van Gogh's last words.
(okay, please keep in mind I don't normally write poetry, I'm just trying something new :) Walking at night through a cemetery, Each of our footfalls cautious and weary, Fleeting promises among the...
Walking at night through a cemetery, Each of our footfalls cautious and weary, Fleeting promises among the tombstones, Drunken jokes about voodoo and bones.
Wandering through Opuss recently I noticed a disproportionate amount of people expressing feelings of being alone and struggling with exams/life.
Over the past few days I've been dipping in and out of Opuss only able to absorb snippets of literary genius from you guys. Sadly every time I return Mr.
Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars. Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are....
One age blows bubbles, the next age bursts them.
In the future when everyone owns a robot, I think I'll call mine Robot Downey Jr....
What do you call a psychic bacteria. A culture medium.
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars".
All that is gold dies not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by frost.
Anyone else kind of sort of missing OllieBoyne's constant presence on here?.
"A day without sunshine I'd like, you know, night".
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right, I hope you had the time of your life..
Do you think tap dancers ever walk into rooms, look at the floor, and think "I'd tap that!".
I'm really not sure how people get eaten by sharks . I mean... How do they not hear the music?.
I read something the other day that made me piss myself. It was a sign that read: "Bathroom Closed"..
I wonder how people would react if I walked into an aquarium with a fishing pole?.
'Colour my world with the chaos of trouble'.
If pro is the opposite to con, then what is the opposite to progress?.
If someone's getting you down look at them through the prongs if a fork so you can imagine them in jail.
The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
Always borrow money from a pessimist; they don't expect to be paid back.
"Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy".
"If I take one more step this will be the farthest away from home I'll have ever been".
Life is shaded through and through mostly by ones point of view, count your troubles you'll be sad, count your blessings you'll be glad :).
Be cruel to me because I'm a fool for you :{.
Thank you all for making my first day in Opuss so fruitful. Such a happy app to be part of that I shall impart more of my collected wisdom in gratitude.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat- Edgar Allen Poe.
I'm a total newbie to this whole thing & have never done a blog before but I'm intrigued by the idea and thought I might use it to muse a little.
I have no special talent I am only passionately curious -Einstein.
Fun for a boy and a girl.