Sufferin' for Sufferage by BeautifulAvari, literature
Literature
Sufferin' for Sufferage
I have no idea how I ended up feeling like this.
I am depressed.
I am fat.
I am lazy,
a bad daughter,
a bad friend
and a worse lover.
This is not who I feel I am.
I am vibrant,
I am funny,
I am beautiful no matter my pant size.
Fun to be around,
exciting and unpredictable.
This is who I am deep down.
All of this is put aside
for the cooking.
Put aside for the cleaning,
the opinions,
paperwork and hand holding!
All of the incessant needs
take everything from me!
My creativity,
my free spirt
and my soul!
I give so much,
everyone takes a bit
and that leaves me with nothing for myself.
*spoken* So here goes nothing!
I know this sounds funny this might sound just strange,
but lately I feel like I'm caught in a maze.
Foggy, defeated,
my shit's caught up in a haze.
I'm tripping; I'm calling while desperately falling
into these emotions I cannot explain.
I want you, I need you
I hate that I hurt you
I hope you believe me
'cause truly,
sincerely,
I'm sorry.
One day please forgive me,
I wish I could find my way back
and end up in your arms again.
I wish that I'd stayed
inside your embrace,
with our bodies entangled.
Before I knew it
my emotions were stronger
than my hollow shell could contain,
Burstin
Talking to you,
It was so
SO incredibly natural!
Letting you kiss me,
It was all I had wanted
Since the moment I saw you!
Falling asleep in your arms,
It took hours of inner coaxing.
Trusting you,
It went against EVERY instinct
In my body.
Falling for you,
It was the worst mistake
I EVER made
Tales of A Pre-Teen clutz by BeautifulAvari, literature
Literature
Tales of A Pre-Teen clutz
The summer after my sixth grade was always action packed. Day in, day out, and halfway into the night, my best friend and I always found something to do, making the hours until we could leave the house pass more quickly.
On normal nights, our pastimes consisted of normal things for twelve-year-old girls to do. Things like singing karaoke until all hours of the night, creating new and inventive hairstyles to wear to the coffee house the next day, inventing new outfit combinations, to planning our dream joint wedding, down to the flowers, dresses and locations.
That ritual worked out perfectly fine for about a month. After that, we started
A once blank book
brimmingly bursting with
new words.
Paper slayer
conquorer of erasers
and emotions.
Fear is stricken
in every word I feel,
afraid to be locked away
in my paper jail,
like a murderer does
when confronted with
capital punishment.
For I am the
Master of words,
Guardian of emotions,
and,
Defender of artistic expression.
A little time,
a few words,
and some emotion.
That's all I ask.
For someone
to love me,
to show me
I'm needed in life.
Is that too much?
To see me,
hold my hand
and kiss my fears
of tomorrow away.
Bright matchsticks
flickering lights
the heat searing my fingertips.
Just the one match
illuminates my face
teardrops
and letters.
I read and reread
that final expression of your "love"
over and over
until the tears threaten
to extinguish the flame.
Why did you leave
when things were going so well?
Why did you flee
without the slightest warning?
I love you
and those words are true,
whether or not you believe me.
Like that match,
I pray that
someday,
this pain will too
extinguish.
Nothing more than a little girl,
no more than three years old
I wanted nothing more
than to spend the day
bouncing on your knee.
As I got older,
to a girl of about five,
all I wanted to do
was to drive about
and go "faster than the airplanes"
Time passed insanely fast
before we knew it,
I was nine.
Sick as a dog on Christmas,
unable to be with you,
So what did you do?
You brought Christmas to me.
Years went by like days.
days like hours
marked off a calendar
one by one.
Happy birthday to me,
it's FINALLY my
Sweet Sixteen,
and it was all the sweeter
because you were there!
The time that passes,
It's more evident
A concrete corridor
with heat coming from the ground
and your body pulled against mine.
Discussing a topic so silly!
It's laughable, really….
but you don't laugh.
You hold me tight
kiss my hair,
and tell me it's all
going to be alright.
"Don't worry any,
there's nothing to fear
because I love you, darling!
You're all that's in my heart,
especially tonight!"
Sufferin' for Sufferage by BeautifulAvari, literature
Literature
Sufferin' for Sufferage
I have no idea how I ended up feeling like this.
I am depressed.
I am fat.
I am lazy,
a bad daughter,
a bad friend
and a worse lover.
This is not who I feel I am.
I am vibrant,
I am funny,
I am beautiful no matter my pant size.
Fun to be around,
exciting and unpredictable.
This is who I am deep down.
All of this is put aside
for the cooking.
Put aside for the cleaning,
the opinions,
paperwork and hand holding!
All of the incessant needs
take everything from me!
My creativity,
my free spirt
and my soul!
I give so much,
everyone takes a bit
and that leaves me with nothing for myself.
*spoken* So here goes nothing!
I know this sounds funny this might sound just strange,
but lately I feel like I'm caught in a maze.
Foggy, defeated,
my shit's caught up in a haze.
I'm tripping; I'm calling while desperately falling
into these emotions I cannot explain.
I want you, I need you
I hate that I hurt you
I hope you believe me
'cause truly,
sincerely,
I'm sorry.
One day please forgive me,
I wish I could find my way back
and end up in your arms again.
I wish that I'd stayed
inside your embrace,
with our bodies entangled.
Before I knew it
my emotions were stronger
than my hollow shell could contain,
Burstin
When you're far
I want you near.
When you're near
I push you away.
My heart flutters
in ways I never
thought it would
when you touch me.
Your voice,
it defrosts my emotions,
allowing me to feel,
despite my deppest efforts.
You have
a special
glint in your
eyes.
Did you know
that?
When you're
happy,
you grin
and your face
lights up...
Have you
noticed that?
If the flirtatious
nature in you
excapes,
your arm
fits perfectly
around my shoulders.
Do you
feel that too,
or is it
just me?
You're the most
adorable thing!
With your
charming grin,
gleaming eyes
and warm hands.
Bouncing back
and fourth
like my little
social butterfly.
Just knowing
you and I
are in the
same place!
At the same time!
Why,
it's enough
to distract
me for the
rest of the
day!
I remember it,
us, four and five
sitting ar our marble breakfast bar
every Sunday.
Children played in the toyroom,
while adults had martinis around a blazing fire.
Everything seemed so exquisite,
but to a little girl of four,
she's Alice
and her world,
Wonderland.
Why is it while gaining age
our childlike innocence retreats?
One day evil is a myth,
seen only on the silver screen
and hte next
it's lurking around every corner,
waiting to snatch us up
and open our eyes.
I can't help but think
what would happen
if for only one day
the innocence we once had
we should regain.
If for one day
we saw the earth
through the e
Time flies,
people change.
Emotions grow
and
relationships fade.
Once a kind,
caring and adoring
soul twards me,
now a distant,
social being
deserving much
more than me
Emptiness,
that's all I've felt
without you.
Loneliness,
it envelopes my heart,
for it has nothing in it
to fight it off.
Darkness,
encases my eyes,
because you're not there
to flip the switch.
You never knew this,
but you were my everything
sky, land, water and mind.
You,
the foundation
of my entirety.
Thousands of times,
I wanted to tell you
exactly what you mean to me,
and each thousand times
I discovered a reason
not to.
Maybe I should have told you,
made you understand
all of this,
but instead
I just let you walk away,
leaving my heart forever,
taking all light and joy with you.
The whole point of life,
is living it!
"Participating" so to speak.
But if living is what
life's all about,
why is it that
so many are afraid to do it?
Instead of rockin out
to that LAST song;
DANCING,
like there's NO tomorrow,
living it up!
Most sit back,
and blend into
the scenery.
Covering the dancefloor of life
with millions of wallflowers.
Beautiful daisies
that fade into
the woodworks
I cannot believe that it has been 5 years sunce I have updated. I went from having the internet at my fingertips to living a life without it for a while.
So, lets see, since I've written last I have obviosly broken up with Ian, I fell madly back into love with the first person I ever kissed and loved. We were together for four years.I learned a lot about myself in that time. How to love someone through all of their faults and see what it is that is good in them, how their strengths complement your weaknesses and vice versa. It was a very tough thing to end, but I am happy to say that even though we're not what we want to be at the moment, we