creative writing – Page 3 – pretty words for wicked girls

scared of the dark

I’m scared of the dark Mostly Except when I’m feeling particularly apathetic Then I think Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad If some unknown entity swallowed me whole

Spinning Outthey call ityou’re losing controlthey call ityou’re making no sensethey call itwe don’t want to deal with itthey call ityour feelings are too muchthey call ityou’re making it upthey call itit’s not real they call ityou’re faking itthey call ityou want people to feel bad for you they call it. We’re so sorrythey callContinue reading “Spinning Out”

Cupids Arrow

I sat in front of my full length mirror, putting on my makeup slowly, letting the gentle brush strokes caress my cheeks as I admired my work. Each action was made with intention, a subtle manifestation for a night of pleasure and love ahead. Me and Ahava had told our boyfriends we didn’t care whatContinue reading “Cupids Arrow”

the tiger and the kitten

Have you ever looked into the face of a docile purring catand seen the tiger lying underneath the surface? A brief glimpse of the stealthy predator that lives withinwaiting to pounce at it’s preywhen the moment is right? Have you ever felt that way about your own tiger within?Known this humdrum life is not allContinue reading “the tiger and the kitten”

The Weekend

Ah the weekendthis human conception of timethis monetization of freedomWe live all week for some reposeonly to spend half of it dreading the nextfor whatWhat life is this?

on existence

I keep writing of dreamsof loves lost found again only in slumberI poeticize the hell out ofunattainableunrecognizablesubconscious renderings. Except it’s not totallyunrecognizableI see shapes and sounds that are vaguely familiarthey resemble my waking lifein a painfully sharp wayleaving me longing for pasts unreachable. Waking up sobbingchest heavingbody tremblingsomehow louder in the calm darknessI curse myselfContinue reading “on existence”

into the void

I am tiredtired of giving more than I receiveand still feeling so alone.Constantly lost in my thoughts, drowning in despairno one to turn to.People always offer “but you can talk to me!”yet when I do, I can feel the discomfortor they give me some stock reply‘I’m sorry you feel that way!’ ‘That sucks!’Cold & clinical.MaybeContinue reading “into the void”

love letter to the sun

The winter sun is so much different than the summer sunsure she shines all the samebut the heat is barely there.I wish I could adequately explain the way the feeling’s different too.The way she touches my skinand meets my eye, reminding me of all the winters passed.Shivering cold, replaying memories of warmer days.The summer sunContinue reading “love letter to the sun”

there’s no place like….

There is nothing worth saying right nowWe have been stripped of our freedoms time & time againI am a caged bird who refuses to singI am bored and restless and anxious for the future.Others are wondering how they’ll pay their rent or buy foodand I’ve been there, albeit for different reasonsI know it’s hard andContinue reading “there’s no place like….”

One Year

A year has gone byand not a day I haven’t thought of youSometimes I feel like my heart was buried with younot my physical heart, of course but the one that still hurts. I loved you at a time when i needed to be seen and somehow you saw me You taught me a newContinue reading “One Year”