Recent content by sallekhana

We undressed the evening of my affliction and held it between us like a feeble morsel of sting; a flickering candle to fill in the cracks of my chest. rushing forward, my words undesirable; labored children of sad brown eyes leaving you forlorn. The ocean's bottom view...

it wasn't a poem

yea, this might be the last cigarette i smoke. i'm a figure skater doing figure 8's. stuck on the ice. so much ******* work for nothing, sure it looks pretty but where does it get me? it's like saying you shouldn't talk to yourself...to yourself and laughing when you want to cry. i want so much...

donnie darko!!!!!!!!!!! got that DVD! great film

HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP! one of the best things i've read in awhile. wow man, wow. one thing makes her happy. then the darkness. holy crap man! trust me when i say this, this is tha honeysuckle :p

I've been writing this story in a form a poetry. it's a long one. 3 books. i'm done. BUT! the second book needs A LOT of work. it needs to be completely redone. i've already got the first one published and in my hands and i refuse to publish the third till i finish the second completely. i...

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how goes it?

lunchbox stop

I'm 19 but i feel 50. i know the feeling. also i deal with panic attacks. i'm sorry. you are not alone! i'm here. if you ever need ANYTHING pm me please. i'm here for you, we all are

HOLY CRAP! I love this! an image behind glass gives the image of clawing at the glass wanting to get back what has left you. the last line of the first stanza screams to me. it's what i'm going through. those days where so great and so amazing and while they were happening you thought there is...

The ports are empty And the streets are bare, Your smiles have left you And you’re the only one To keep you from caring Too much about it. You went so long without him (Keeping yourself busy and ignoring the fall) But with oceans of opportunity You found yourself back at the docks. I waited on...

This place is just words And empty letters sent home, I scribble them down To give them some hope But it’s only A dream That’s clear. I’m just a ghost Screaming out at the sea, To which no reply Falls upon me. So many faces But no smiles, Just mine. This place is just words And empty letters...

Everyone around me is dead and dark; from all the books I’ve read to the wallpaper. I am older but I’m cold, my age defeats me and you don't know, you'll never know. Chasing a bird with the sun at my back. My shadow tricks me, it'll never come back; letting go. Oh no, I haven't crash...

It feels ways too good To keep lying to myself, You think it’s okay but it’s not And you’ll keep it that way. Everybody’s laughing in the halls And I just want to go home. Constantly fighting with yourself To keep from going crazy But you don’t seem to care at all. It’s been like this for too...