Ice Cream Mountain*You are holding my hand. We are walking to get some ice cream, made of snow that *you had just created. I smile, and I look at *you and I say gratefully, "Thank you Dad."Ice Cream Mountain by PossumFan
Plea For HelpI want to crave incense instead of cigarettes.Plea For Help by PossumFan
I want to meditate instead of masturbate.
I want to love *him as a father-in-law, not lust after *him as a forbidden lover.
I want to sleep peacefully instead of sit up until 3 AM.
I want to dance instead of drink.
I want God's peace instead of my heart's pain.
Ink-Stained LoveMusic accompaniment: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9kQ-0bBkMIYInk-Stained Love by PossumFan
We carve our names into each others' back. Just to make sure we always know who loved the other. I carve my name deeply with a serrated blade, tearing *your skin while kissing where *you bleed so as to try to curb the hurt. I'm not able to. *You then take a pen and write *your name on my back in return, hard enough that it will wash off in due time. *You don't particularly enjoy me loving *you for too long. Mine will stay, because I will love *you forever. *Yours will disappear, only because *you want it to.
Unless... It's permanent ink.
Love Like A GalaxyMy bones move against *yours, grinding into pure sawdust. My eyes plead at *you to not let this end so suddenly. As per my request, *you don't. It's like *you know. *You know that if either one of us stop moving, we could both disintegrate and be returned to the dirt of humans we once were. That doesn't stop *you from taking my already bruised hand from the late night self-harm that *you inadvertently caused and squeezing it. My breathing suddenly stops. As does *yours. All of a sudden, I open my eyes and I look up at *you. *You and I are the only two people that exist in my realm of reality. At least, that's what I like to think. I like to think of me dipping *your fingers into the ethers of my body. Making *you feel me. Taste me. Making *you mine. I'd hope *you wouldn't mind, even though I know *you mind a great deal. Yet I still adore *you. I still want *you, my old man.Love Like A Galaxy by PossumFan
The Only Memory of My Fatheri.The Only Memory of My Father by Nichrysalis
Child's Name: Nicholas Aaron Swaner Sex: Male Date of Birth: Apr. 17, 1993 Time of Birth: 08:43A Place of Birth: Hospital Location of Birth: Urbana, IL
Children have a strong need to feel important and worthwhile. Parents and caretakers should praise accomplishments and provide opportunities to experience freedom and independence.
My eyes are cloudburst grey. I knew this even at age four, when I was old enough to count the years I had lived and yet still young enough to do so with my fingers.
I certify that this child was born alive at the place
and time on the date stated. James L Shepherd
Children begin to understand danger and even the concept of risk-taking at a young age and at times can become quite fearful.
I have always been afraid of open water where I cannot see past my father's lake-surface blue eyes.
I certify that the personal information provided on this certificate is corre
Firework Mishap“Mommy, where are the fireworks?”Firework Mishap by Gracethewriterartist
“Uh...They're sleeping, sweetie.”
“Then when are they waking up?”
“I don't know, sweetie. Sometime soon, I hope.”
“The guy with the shiny cannon.”
“He's probably just someone with fireworks.”
“Then why is he pointing the cannon at us?”
“Is she going to wake up?”
“I don't know. Sometime soon, I hope.”
subcutaneousi want to wear the shadows of his teethsubcutaneous by LeahShae
like a necklace,
blooming teal and violet
on the edges of my collarbones.
I Need To Remember this"Some people don't want an explanation and that's okay!"I Need To Remember this by CherishKay
remember this because it will save your precious mind from insanity,
and you'll end up completely berried in yourself if you keep wanting to explain things to people, which isn't fun at all and your mind won't be able to think straight anymore.
by all means, save yourself the agony, please.
It's good for your environment inside you.
By the way, I remember January of last year I made this goal to feel life enough, and I most defiantly reached it, phew. Now I'm done and can be happy.
I hope all you can too!
Much love, Cherisha
Current Residence: LA... For now...|
Favorite genre of music: Anything Indie (except Indie Rock), Classic Country, Classical
Favorite photographer: None.
Favorite style of art: Literature
Music player of choice: iPod touch
Favorite cartoon character: None.
Personal Quote: You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. - Ray Bradbury
What I'm here on DA to do: Spill my heart, spill my mind, spill my soul to those willing and able to listen. To make friends. To read, and be read.