

LoveLove To you something cherished To me something unattainable To you something beautiful To me something far-fetchedLove
Love It’s for fairytales and storybooks Not made for real life It’s a fantasy that can’t be reached One that I’m not sure I want
Love I hear wonderful stories of it Of soul mates who find each other But I see real life See couples torn apart
Love Why must we find it? Why must that be our life’s goal? Why can’t I just live, The way I want to live?
Love I don’t want to end up lik


Overwhelming UrgeI have this overwhelming urge To scream To scream at the top of my lungs To release my anger My pain My sadness My undying loveOverwhelming Urge
I have this overwhelming urge To cry To cry these hot tears of mine To set free my loneliness My fears My sorrow My never ending devotion
I have this overwhelming urge To love To love you with all my heart To liberate my pleasure My ecstasy My bliss My heartache


Perfectly ImperfectMy feet could be smaller My knees could be less knobby My thighs could be thinner And my legs could be longerPerfectly Imperfect
My butt could be rounder My stomach could be flatter My breasts could be bigger And my shoulders less broad
My skin could be softer Maybe a little less pasty white My cheeks could be less pudgy My hair could be more blonde
I could stop biting my nails I could wear more make up My clothes could be more revealing I could care about my appearance
But why change all of that When I’m perfect just the way I am


My MuseMy muse left me one day. I sat, pen in my hand, paper on my desk, but nothing to write. No ideas flowed from my mind, no ink dried on the paper. She had left me high and dry. I cursed her then. A slew of insults streamed from my mouth. How could she do this to me? Now, of all times, with a deadline creeping up and no incredible ideas in sight.My Muse
As the final moments of desperation filled the air, a familiar presence entered the room. A smile lifted the corners of my mouth. She had returned. It was then that she began to whisper in my ear.
My


PerfectionA victim of your vanity Hopeless Venom A tragic beauty Envoked by stares Illicit resolutions [Who do you see?] A manufactured deity Obsessive caretaking Lying infatuation Narcissistic dreams Unacheiveable perfection Blunt vulnerability Scars A permanent reminder Of her spectacular flaws The crippling simplicity Desperate consumption Scratching away the surface Revealations of true red beauty Sparkling honesty Purity PerfectionPerfection
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