Posted in Free Thought, Misc., New Post, Poetry

Negative Thoughts

By Stanciu Razvan

I see what you can’t see in me

Or what you refuse to see in me

So many years have been wasted on thoughts of unworthy

I am unworthy of a lot of things

At least that’s what I tell myself

I don’t always feel that way,

But when I do.. I really do

Posted in Free Thought, Misc., New Post, Poetry

I Don’t Blame You

Drift By Wendy Van

When I’m feeling low and unappealing

You’re always there with your natural healing

The scum of the earth with a bruised ego

Forever reminding myself why I don’t matter

And there you are

Hands ready to catch me as I fall in the pit of my own negligence

I never knew what the ground tasted like because you’re always there

Now that you’re elevated

Unreachable

I can barely pick my face up

The taste of cement on the back of my tongue

The cracked teeth to remind me of my new struggle

Which is all I know now

You used to be there

I depended on you for comfort

Too afraid to rely on my own love

Bullied by the toxic traits I live with daily

Abusing the hidden bottles under my sink

Well, they were hidden when you used to check on me

Now they’re half empty

Under my bed

On my shirts

In my nails

Oozing out of my pores

You left the moment you realized you are no savior

I resemble the plague that once invaded your pure mind

I accepted once I realized I could only save myself

Posted in Free Thought, Misc., New Post, Poetry

I Want Out

Max Gasparini

some days I want to crawl out of my body

Not because of discomfort

Because of too much comfort

I hate the daily routine

The mild confusion I get

Everything gets so foggy

The tiredness

The fact the I refuse to change certain habits although it benefits me

Too much comfort

I want to claw my way through my chest

That’s where I feel the most

I don’t want to feel some days

I want to claw through my mind

Remove all negative behaviors

That’s where it all start

Too much to bare

When it’s my time to open up

I have too much to share

I just want to free myself

Then come back when I’m ready

Posted in Erotica, Free Thought, New Post, Poetry

Sweet Zai

 Peach color

Sweet as organic honey

Salivating at the thought of you

You move as if you know you’re being watched

And I enjoy the view

I enjoy you pleasing yourself

whining your hips against your fingers

My favorite actually

I love when you serve them to me

After they’ve been so deep in your sea

Onto this soft platter

one at a time

I remove the sweet gold from your fingers

in between your fingers

Savoring every drop of it

licking the remains of you off my bottom lip

That usually gets you wetter

You part your thighs

Showing me your sweet peach

Glistening like honey

Posted in Free Thought, New Post, Poetry

It’s no Secret

Thinking of You By Donatella Marraoni

I know you still think of me

It’s like your eyes sending signals through your pixels

Starring through the device in the palm of your hands

Directly to my mind

Which is why you’re there all the time

Drinking this wine make the memories I hold on to rotate so intensely

I lose it whenever I get a glimpse

I just know I’d get drunk off just one kiss

I know you still think of me

Posted in Free Thought, Misc., New Post, Poetry

Our Complex Emotions

Divide By Lionel Smit

I don’t expect you to understand me

I expect a deep connection

One that stimulates my brain and have me weak at the knees

I don’t want you to be attached to our relations

Leave me with the satisfaction that you don’t need me

Come back to me when you’re detached from the idea of us

Lets reach a peak and leave

Just to come back and reach it again

Until we can no longer feel

That way it won’t hurt

Not a bottle could compare to this feeling

Not a blunt in this world could compare

An addiction you’ve never experience

One without real attachments

Posted in Free Thought, Misc., New Post, Poetry

Did I Get your Attention?

Drained II By Kai Samuels-Davis

What am I missing?

Masculinity?

Does my face not resemble the architect of a model?

Am I not extended over your shoulders enough to look down upon you?

Has my brain not reached the intellect capacity you seek so much?

Am I too reserved for your you?

Your narcissism has reached its peak

Stretching my arms out in desperation

I have yet to get your attention

I may never

I left a note for you, about you

Hopefully that’ll get your attention

I left a piece of my heart incase you have overused yours with worthless beings that’d rather see you cry

I reserved a space in my home incase they’ve had enough and drained you

I hope me giving is enough

I hope that gets your attention