Don't Let Me Fall / Just Hoping / In This Darkness by topazcat511, literature
Literature
Don't Let Me Fall / Just Hoping / In This Darkness
Is it true?
Or is it exaggerated lies?
Can it be real?
Or it something misunderstood?
I just hope,
That if it's true you'll help explain,
Because here I am wondering at your name,
Just hoping that you changed.
Babe, I'm stuck so far deep within this darkness,
I can't see any light and I need to know the truth,
Please don't turn away,
I need you to prove to me what is real,
I just don't see a way,
Out of this terrible decay,
And every moment spent,
Dreaming,
Of a love so deep,
So deep within this darkness I still hide,
Knowing that I'll never see the light…
And every hand reaching out to me,
Telling me theirs is reality,
Slowly the angel stood,
Watching his wild lover shake,
Her mind tormented by two separate souls,
One wild, one tame,
Both to fight for their own name.
Chained to bedpost,
Clawed hands bound behind,
Her hair fell across her weary face,
Her eyes burning with fire found in cats alone.
Crouching near her panting form,
He brushed her hair from her face,
A small smile twists his lip,
And his eyes trace her shivering skin.
"What do you want from me?!" She whispers hatefully,
"What are you going to do? Destroy me like the others of my blood?
"I never knew you hunted my kind!" She spat at his feet,
Her teeth glaring in the bedroom li
Love like Saphire Lightning by topazcat511, literature
Literature
Love like Saphire Lightning
Hidden trails and wooden pedestals,
Whispered secrets and shivering promises,
A finger brushing her hair from her face,
A voice deep and wonderful to the core.
Like the sun grinning through the mossy trees,
The crackling leaves surprising her senses,
The scent of lust heavy in their breath,
And the taste of true romance on their lips.
His hand on her waist,
He pulled her close...
Chuckling as she turned, arching her neck for her request,
Trailing kisses on her ivory tone,
Every pause evoking shivers in her desire,
His eyes like the warmest promise,
The color brightened and heightened,
His voice a waterfall of ebony crystal,
Hi
Spitting hate burning my tongue,
Clenched fists believing in ghostly strength,
Nails biting pinked crescents into my palms,
The anger stirs and tenses,
She gathers her energy from behind my eyes,
Tinting everything red and hazy….
My head tilts forward,
My eyes singe any unfaithful soul in my sight,
And I feel my teeth grind,
My voice carrying hateful, malicious words of revenge, retorting and twisting every misdirected phrase,
Clawing the air with electrifying negativity…
How dare he,
How dare he,
How DARE he say such things to my kin, my family…
Taking short, unfulfilling breaths,
I raise my gaze to search the crowd of unconc
A Therian Curse or Blessing by topazcat511, literature
Literature
A Therian Curse or Blessing
When I'm near you,
And close my eyes,
I can feel my claws,
My phantom tail weighing on my spine,
The twitching ears perked,
The flattened ridge above a small nose,
Whiskers tingling.
I can imagine everything,
And it feels so weird and amazing and startling and perfect in the same second.
She may have called me a freak, but what I am is more than that.
I am not human, she cannot call me that much for my spirit.
I am feline trapped in a human masquerade,
My slitted irises burning under frosted glass,
And as I close my eyes,
And let you trace my jaw line,
Let you pull back my hair and chuckle,
I'm stuck between two worlds…
One i
Falling through their split-laced curtain,
Their venom-gilded web,
I extend my hand towards their bitter cackling,
Trying to hold on to my existence .
My mentality
They are my blood,
They are my family,
But every glance is two-faceted,
And every remark is double its original worth.
They will never accept me,
They will never understand,
And the metallic sharpness,
Creates acid from their lips,
And the stinging denial,
Gives birth to underlying hatred.
I dance between both worlds known to me,
But I'd prefer to be in only one.
I lie through my teeth daily,
I put on a show and pretend,
And I constantly rem
When your lips touch mine,
A fire builds inside,
Forcing me, reminding me,
How much I need your touch.
You ignite my blood,
And scar my neck with tempting burns,
I fear if too much is revealed,
Your love will disintegrate my soul.
Please try to understand,
that you are what burns my thoughts at night,
You are mine, and everyday, I become so much closer to losing my name,
Sweet, tempting, smirking man, I crave your special touch.
Hold me closer, still,
With every thrum of your heart,
My flame grows brighter until,
I become fire itself.
Pulling covers over chilled shoulders,
Closing my eyes to the setting sun,
I feel my lips pinch in a small smile,
As I remember everything about you that makes my days special.
Every moment spent, every text sent,
I smile, knowing that you are mine,
And I sleep into dreams of holding your hand,
And kisses in courtyards,
Darkened rooms and bleachers,
Special memories take my hand,
And guide my heart to the reasons why I need you.
As long as I can dance the dance of both worlds,
Tread that fine line and remember my lies,
You'll be mine, and I'll be yours.
No PDA,
NO PDA...
If only they knew what it is like to love someone forbidden...
We cannot love at home...
We cannot love at school...
Where are we to hide our affections?
The shadows I suppose,
will keep our secrets faster than that of spiteful teachers' lips...
No PDA,
NO PDA...
If only they knew what it's like to need someone you cannot possess...
To have an unpredictable foundation of life,
Knowing, that if caught, everything would fall...
Existence, extinguished...
No PDA,
At least where they can see,
I am fighting for something of worth,
to love both worlds known to me...
No PDA,
At least where they can see.
The Awkward Potion/ I'm Sorry by topazcat511, literature
Literature
The Awkward Potion/ I'm Sorry
I believe that at some point in my life,
I was given a potion.
A tampered bottle labeled "Awkward".
It seems I can't escape the side effects,
And I always do something well..awkward.
Maybe, I never should have gotten online after realizing
Maybe I should have left and stopped writing
Maybe, when I thought of him, and stopped hurting over you
I should have let go.
Logged off.
Stopped writing and vanished into reality.
But I couldn't I live through my words my arts
I couldn't let go and forget everything
And you almost never log on because of your new life
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry