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amie Feb 2015
you're dangerous
but i like it
loving you
touching you
soaking you in
it's like licking chocolate
off of a knife


you draw blood
and then you dance in it
leaving red footprints
**all over my skin
this is a dark one.
Haylee Dicker Feb 2015
Your eyes they scare me
But they're so ****
Your smile is devious
Dangerous  
Delicious
My heart wants you
My head says no
I keep holding on
While letting go
ruby stains Jan 2015
like summer rain,
she osculated flames.
[my feeble attempt at rhyming.]
галт тайван : fiery calm in mongolian form//osculate: to kiss
Anonymous Dec 2014
It's late again and I'm too tired to sleep.But I've been thinking, which is always a dangerous thing, and I...I don't know what I want anymore. I don't know if i want to keep my morals or toss them to the wind.

I guess all I know is that I want you.



(w.n.)
Calm down-
it's almost over.
Just wait a little longer,
and the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Your thoughts are like fog,
a fog so thick breathing is agonizing.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Blink and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Pain won't make it end,
it won't end because it'll cause more pain.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Close your eyes and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Follow my voice,
for my voice will get you through this mess.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Don't let the blood leak out and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
You will be alright,
*soon enough that you will see the light again.
Don't let the darkness bring you to self-harm. You're more precious than the plants or water or universe. You just haven't seen it for yourself.
WickedHope Dec 2014
I am cold
And you're far away
My hands are covered in stars

I am crying
And you're probably asleep
My hands are covered in snow

I am candlewax
And you are matches
My hands are covered in sins
I wonder if you'd understand this...
- - -
(Latin means "I am only a girl")
Taylor Moore Nov 2014
When the moon takes cloak
in an orange robe

I rise up from the ashes
Paint my claws
and sharpen my teeth

When the moon takes cloak
I’ll begin my hunt
s Nov 2014
we were on a venture
with our hands intertwined together,
thinking love was an adventure,
a sweet journey of seeking forever
im out of titles sorrrrrry
Eleanor Rigby Nov 2014
You are the morphine kinda person;
Dangerous and addicting.


F.Z.N
elizabeth Oct 2014
A few months ago
I found comfort in walking
dangerous streets
alone
drunk
tired
upset

I could have walked
for hours
because the feeling
of something possibly going wrong
soothed me

Perhaps whatever I may have met
on those dangerous streets
would have been more real
more terrifying
than the monsters I faced
with closed eyes
and a clenched jaw
each night
and every morning

I no longer
see those streets
with blurred vision
but instead eyes
that cannot look in as many directions
as I would like
because that gum wrapper
might not be
what I think it is

Maybe my fears are fading,
no longer stored inside
where no one can see them

Maybe my walls have broken
and I feel too vulnerable
to face anyone I may encounter
because I am not confident
that anyone else
would come
to my rescue
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