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 Erotica, Free Thought, New Post, Poetry

Sweet Shiraz

Hands Study By Ivan Alifan

Stuck on the couch

It’s 3:27 in the morning

The wine stain on my shirt reminds me of the leftover wine in my glass

I take a sip

And a few more

It’s 4:30 am and I am suddenly awakened by a thump between my thighs

I try not to call you because I like to wake up alone

And you like to tell me sentimental things

But I need the company of your warm lips to take the edge off

The way your tongue massages the parts of me that are most sensitive

With a kiss she is reassured she will be cared for

My body is so light

So warm

Floating at the thought of you caressing me right now

Planting my fingers in my mouth for preparation

Visions of your face framed between my thighs

With this look of hunger in your eyes

I could no longer wait

Lightly gliding my fingers across my clit

Nipples growing

Breathing heavy

Your name slipped a few times as I got closer

Gripping onto the cushion beneath me as if I am falling

That intense feeling,

Building

And

Building

..

A sudden breeze from my window glazed over my body

cooling me down

Sweat sitting on top of my skin,

slowly evaporating

Just like my visions of you

And the rest of the wine in my glass

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

Passing Time

Passing Time By Adam Lupton

Help me escape the place I’ve created in my thoughts

Pillow talking to myself hoping it would make it serene

I dug a hole in my mind to hide you from myself

The parts of myself I have yet to control

But you always seem to find a way out

Almost as if you’re trying to be me in order to free yourself

Tired of being a prisoner of my mind

I want to forget you and you want to disappear

It sometimes make me feel wanted when you’re around

Like I once existed in your world

But I know it was just a phase

And I’m just another girl

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

Posted in New Post, Poetry

If Words Could Speak

They’re hesitant to be heard

Afraid of the reaction it might get

Afraid of how they’re perceived

No matter how many ways they’re expressed

They always come out with meaning,

Sometimes they’re interpreted lazily

They’re sorry when they’re hurtful

So they replace themselves with more compassionate meaning

The ones that makes you smile instantly

The one that make you pull you panties to the side,

and make up words that only make sense when you’re almost there

I love you

Lets do this

I’m sorry

But when there are no more words left to say

There is no more passion

We go silent

Eventually we disappear