Authorz: KissMoon123

Who is this for? Not you, even though we stood under the stars, cold air beating upon our backs, constant reminders, but of what? Are…

You are stained with chocolate, and I almost kiss it away. You keep me closed, and I keep you open. One touch makes you a…

I remember his disinfectant smile, though why, I cannot comprehend, as you are the opposite of him with a laugh that could, make leaves shake…

If I constantly think of dying, it isn’t because I hate life and the long hours it takes, the shadows on corner streets that never…

I wanted to write an essay, but I wrote my last note instead. There was a girl with bruises, and the workers asked her about…

A blizzard pounds against my window, eyes pleading with me, desperate but cold. Everything about it reminds me of you, The color of the grey…

I could look like a War victim, knees battered, bashed and bruised, a long rip running up and down my legs. Blisters linger at the…

Their eyes pass over me, as if I am empty air, and I see her smirk behind closed lips. There’s a dent in the wall…

You left me, standing on the corner of Forever St. and Forgotten Avenue, Promising to return with champagne and roses and promises. Laughter isn’t enough…

And shivers ran up her arms, dancing quietly as the words floated lazily, drunkly, in the background. You make me want to, recite every line…

We are surrounded by sound, yet it is silent between us, a space that cannot be filled by only glances. Skin grasping skin, like playful…

You are the waves at sunset, breaking the heavenly glow that is shed on our mortal skins. You are the grass at night, whispering against…

The girl, she waits; hair piled like snow on branches, delicately perched, everything about her fragile. Her throne, rusty gold, scarlet red like blood that…

She was a fading Snow White, spiking black hair, black like night, slowly melting into brown like dry land. Lips, red like the river, frozen…

I look like a ghost in my own skin, or more accurately, like my skin is the only thing holding me here. If I could…

The ground is like a frozen lake, dangerous thin, the fear of it breaking, and falling into a maze of subway tracks. Old coins litter…

His mind, clashed like millions of colors of thread, knotted up, tangled, trapped, stuck. He reminds me of a painting I saw once, beautiful swirls…

Constellations plague the sky, the flies in the summer, honey in a jar. With your thigh pressed to mine, shoes smacking against each other, making…

The bones in her body, wiggled and moved, and it looked like she was twitching. It was just her soul trying to escape her die-hard…

As a child, rose-cheeked and sweet, the thought possessed you, ate you up, and you dreamed about it every time you passed the stairs. Sometimes…