How can you keep
F U C K I N G
me when I am
B E G G I N G
you to please
S T O P.
How can you
L O V E
me when I am a canvas of
B R U I S E S
inflicted by your
H A N D S.
I thought you were my
P R I N C E
but it turns out you're
N O T.
wasted youthhey, where are you from?wasted youth by loverz116
from wasted youth.
i am from a mad sad youth, from
dreams covered in mist, from old
broken homes, from funeral sobs
and weathered books, from empty
seashells, from crushed memories
and faded photographs, from moon-
light scars and rainbow moans, from
untamed flowers to infernos, from
childish fears and "Berlin Wall"
barriers, from moments of glee to
months of melancholy, from a place
that reeked of loneliness and dead
naked bodies, from post-orgasm
fucks, from beautiful screams, from
this & that & there & nowhere &
did i scare you away?
no, i don't think so. at least not yet.
dear dreams.dear dreams,dear dreams. by loverz116
you are not worthy of a long letter and
i'm sorry i broke you with my tongue and
you spill secrets i never want to see and
yet you tempt me to sleep forever and
please fuck me to the dream world.
forever or never(a boy and a girl drove all night for their "forever")forever or never by loverz116
enjoy life, he said.
screw life, she said.
it's that simple, he yelled.
it is not that simple, she yelled.
we make life complicated, he whispered.
but we don't mean to, she whispered.
enjoy life, he sobbed.
i'm trying, she sobbed.
(but the boy and the girl crashed blindingly into "never")
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permutate: a math poem.'no, i don't care what order we do things in. i don't care if you give me a handjob first and then hold that same hand after. i don't care if you blow me and then kiss me and i don't care if you take all the blankets, it just doesn't matter anymore. did you know that when you call it a combination lock, you are in error? because that suggests order does not matter. if your combination was 14, 28, and 18, you could not put in 18, 14, 28, nor 18, 28, 14 and so on. that is a mistake. it should really be a permutation lock. combination means order does not matter, that means you can do whatever in any order and it will be okay. there are many less options for outcome then, exactly the number of permutations divided by the permutations of your selected objects. that means, in our case, that there are only so many different outcomes for us, many less than there could be. do you understand? it won't matter if we're going too fast or not fast enough or all wrong or backwards. do you understandpermutate: a math poem. by dead-neon-light
everything is ok.it is released from my shoulderseverything is ok. by dead-neon-light
like many caged demons.
i exhale it,
the many creatures,
the legions of carcinogens
locked in behind my eyeballs.
everything is ok.
it is ok to breathe,
ok to talk and walk
and speak and such.
it is ok to be,
to free your worries
and the smells that
it is ok to raise your hands
and scream to heaven,
to you and me and mine
because this day
is my day.
and to be alive
is to be ok.