Submissions by xxbvbkatiexx (Katelyn Michelle)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Calm in the Storm
When we met, I was lost
Amid the writhing sea that is my mind
I was drowning, slowly sinking
Then our paths intertwined
You were shy and quiet
Barely speaking for awhile
Until I coaxed you open; you revealed
The most heart-warming smile
I didn't know I needed you
Until I was in your arms
Shaking, sobbing, you were there
Shielding me from harm
You are my calm in the storm
I'll hold you dearly while I can
Your chilled blue eyes fixed on me
Since our journey began
Amid the writhing sea that is my mind
I was drowning, slowly sinking
Then our paths intertwined
You were shy and quiet
Barely speaking for awhile
Until I coaxed you open; you revealed
The most heart-warming smile
I didn't know I needed you
Until I was in your arms
Shaking, sobbing, you were there
Shielding me from harm
You are my calm in the storm
I'll hold you dearly while I can
Your chilled blue eyes fixed on me
Since our journey began
562 reads
Hiding
Reflections on the water
It is not me drowning
But rather me reaching
My world is clearly visible
With a quick glance
But with further inspection
A universe exists below
While the surface seems flat and stationary
Naive may enter with expectations
To stay afloat
But the surface hides the lurking truth
And we drown
It is not me drowning
But rather me reaching
My world is clearly visible
With a quick glance
But with further inspection
A universe exists below
While the surface seems flat and stationary
Naive may enter with expectations
To stay afloat
But the surface hides the lurking truth
And we drown
590 reads
7 Comments
Taste Me, Carnie
As you dive between my legs
And your breath chills me
I tremble in anticipation
And await that first touch
You look up at me
A devilish grin plastered
You wink, a simple tease
Then go in for the kill
A loud gasp rips through my lips
You deliver torrent of sensation
My juices start flowing
As my toes start curling
A hungry growl comes from below
Causing a smile on my face
You pull me closer, and go deeper
Into the pale pink petals
My muscles jerk and my breathing hastens
Pleasure consuming every part of me...
And your breath chills me
I tremble in anticipation
And await that first touch
You look up at me
A devilish grin plastered
You wink, a simple tease
Then go in for the kill
A loud gasp rips through my lips
You deliver torrent of sensation
My juices start flowing
As my toes start curling
A hungry growl comes from below
Causing a smile on my face
You pull me closer, and go deeper
Into the pale pink petals
My muscles jerk and my breathing hastens
Pleasure consuming every part of me...
957 reads
2 Comments
8/28/15
845 reads
5 Comments
I Swear (Its Not Me)
Tear away this shroud of skin
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
Break away from this charade I'm in
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
This worn out body
Is all that you see
Its been used and abused
And I swear its not me
Detach from this weight
This old bag of bones
I'd leave all this behind
Everything that I own
Tear away this shroud of skin
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
Break away from this charade I'm in
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
God damn, what I would give
To...
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
Break away from this charade I'm in
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
This worn out body
Is all that you see
Its been used and abused
And I swear its not me
Detach from this weight
This old bag of bones
I'd leave all this behind
Everything that I own
Tear away this shroud of skin
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
Break away from this charade I'm in
I swear its not me
I swear its not me
God damn, what I would give
To...
705 reads
4 Comments
God's Graffiti
Condemnation screaming at me
On the side of the street
Black and white tiled letters
Bitter tones not so discreet
Local churches police communities
With their passive aggressive play
Damning the innocent to flames
Passing by on the highway
Nonchalantly placed
But still ever so convenient
God's graffiti shoots us down
While portraying something decent
Flocks of brain-dead sheep
Play traffic cones for our souls
Subtly guiding our subconscious
With dark intentions toward control
Are there any...
On the side of the street
Black and white tiled letters
Bitter tones not so discreet
Local churches police communities
With their passive aggressive play
Damning the innocent to flames
Passing by on the highway
Nonchalantly placed
But still ever so convenient
God's graffiti shoots us down
While portraying something decent
Flocks of brain-dead sheep
Play traffic cones for our souls
Subtly guiding our subconscious
With dark intentions toward control
Are there any...
835 reads
1 Comment
1:50
Its 1:50 and there is literally nothing in the world that i want more than you.
Its 1:50 and this bed would be comfortable if not for the fact that I've felt you in comparison
its 1:50 and my lips feel stripped and bare because every trace of you has faded away from them
its 1:50 and my hands are vulnerable and weak because they haven't felt yours in seemingly ages.
its 1:50 and I am madly in love and loss with you. Love of feeling, loss of feeling. Love of time well spent and loss of time as well. Love of you and the loss of sensation. Loss of you.
...
Its 1:50 and this bed would be comfortable if not for the fact that I've felt you in comparison
its 1:50 and my lips feel stripped and bare because every trace of you has faded away from them
its 1:50 and my hands are vulnerable and weak because they haven't felt yours in seemingly ages.
its 1:50 and I am madly in love and loss with you. Love of feeling, loss of feeling. Love of time well spent and loss of time as well. Love of you and the loss of sensation. Loss of you.
...
875 reads
4 Comments
A Mere Flashback
1016 reads
3 Comments
Another, for her
When the stars come out to play
My tired mind wanders to her
I wonder if she thinks of me
When the house is quiet
Does the moon look the same, down there on the coast?
Do the craters form your freckles like I see them here?
Maybe she weeps exactly when I do
But I wonder if she feels this helpless.
Or maybe the smoke clouds her thinking
And I'm merely background static in her head
My tired mind wanders to her
I wonder if she thinks of me
When the house is quiet
Does the moon look the same, down there on the coast?
Do the craters form your freckles like I see them here?
Maybe she weeps exactly when I do
But I wonder if she feels this helpless.
Or maybe the smoke clouds her thinking
And I'm merely background static in her head
848 reads
6 Comments
Ringleader
Platinum stars provide light
As the night's skin turns into coal
Glinting off conspirator's incisors
While they discuss their victim's soul
She's laying in damp sod
Choking on the fabric round her mouth
Glassy eyes reflecting the flames overhead
Held high by the vicious crowd
The ringleader bends low
Tracing his tongue across her cheek
Leaving a trail of slick acid
She forces her stomach not to heave
Yellowed teeth laced with tobacco and lies
In the dim light, he cracks a grin
She sees Satan himself in the...
As the night's skin turns into coal
Glinting off conspirator's incisors
While they discuss their victim's soul
She's laying in damp sod
Choking on the fabric round her mouth
Glassy eyes reflecting the flames overhead
Held high by the vicious crowd
The ringleader bends low
Tracing his tongue across her cheek
Leaving a trail of slick acid
She forces her stomach not to heave
Yellowed teeth laced with tobacco and lies
In the dim light, he cracks a grin
She sees Satan himself in the...
744 reads
4 Comments
Let Go
As the flood lights washed my skin out
You stayed hidden quietly away
Watching them gun me down
Gazing, amused, at my blood spray
With a sick grin upon your face
You drew her near and moaned
Thinking I'd never find your sin
But it still aches me to the bone
Your tongue is like a serpent
Slick, sly, and sickening
I trusted you, caught up in your eyes
With their deep blue glistening
If I could gather every drop of blood
Or tear I've shed for you
I could bathe in our contrition
And be absorbed by stains soaked through...
You stayed hidden quietly away
Watching them gun me down
Gazing, amused, at my blood spray
With a sick grin upon your face
You drew her near and moaned
Thinking I'd never find your sin
But it still aches me to the bone
Your tongue is like a serpent
Slick, sly, and sickening
I trusted you, caught up in your eyes
With their deep blue glistening
If I could gather every drop of blood
Or tear I've shed for you
I could bathe in our contrition
And be absorbed by stains soaked through...
993 reads
6 Comments
Red Alert
1132 reads
12 Comments
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