SmileyGuitar

“I pour my heart out in the form of words and hope someone will read them”

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SmileyGuitar

“I pour my heart out in the form of words and hope someone will read them”

Writings

Followers

Following

Anxiety

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

Noise, so much noise

Screams, tear through the flimsy walls

So many voices competing to be heard

So many emotions fight for control

Tears of sadness well up

But are beaten back by anger

The walls are falling under the tumult

The foundation cracks under the weight of

Chaos

But it’s only in my head

The storm found deep in my eyes

The cry for help is silent

I am the picture of tranquility

Exc...

Poetry

Actor

SmileyGuitar

2 min read

Do you know what it is like to be seen and yet invisible? To be know and yet forgotten? That is the life of a shapeshifter. I put on new faces like make-up and bodies like clothes. For the moment, I am a brunette. Loose curls and wide almond eyes give me an innocent air, blending in perfectly in the background of a suburban high school.

As I walk through the halls I wonder what it would be like ...

When the Walls Fall

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

It’s a quiet Saturday morning. The sun is just starting to rise over rolling hills, painting the sky a million different colors. The little town is just waking up, murmured hellos not breaking the peace. Sitting in the corner booth of my favorite coffee shop. It’s warm and cozy, the morning chill leaving my bones as I sip sweet heaven.

The coffee has just the right balance of sweet and bitter so...

Best Friends

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

Sideways glances

Eye-contact lasts a second to long

Nervously looking anywhere else

_Did he see that?_

_Did he feel it too?_

Playing it cool

Just two friends hanging out

Nothing more; Nothing less

_Does she look at me like I look at her?_

_Does she feel this longing too?_

Getting hard to hide it

This wanting deep inside

It fills my dreams with bitter sighs

_Can he see my turm...

Poetry

Romance

364 Days

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

You love me

How wonderful!

Now I have you in my grasp,

There’s no escape so make it fast,

And make me love you; too.

Teach me to love,

And 364 of these days I’ll be yours.

The last day I’ll take to find,

Someone a bit more refined:

Someone glamorous,

Would be advantageous.

Someone with money and power,

To comfort me in my darkest hour.

With a sharp mind and a quick wit,

Though o...

Poetry

Romance

Silence

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1 min read

Silence is heavy. It presses down on me from all directions. It is suffocating, squeezing the air from my lungs. I long for a sound. A drip or a sigh, anything to give a sign of life. It entraps me, daring me to break it. I cannot escape this trap.

Silence is heavy. It holds me close. In the quiet that follows harsh words, it wraps around me comfortingly. I hold onto the moment. The peace in nic...

Morning Coffee

SmileyGuitar

2 min read

It was a normal Thursday morning. I was in line for my morning coffee before work when I got a text from my friend. She was going on and on about her new boyfriend. Caileb was exactly her type, nice, quiet, had glasses and liked writing poetry. He also had that soft brown hair and blues eyes she loved. Amy was head-over-heals for this guy! He had woken her up this morning with a text-poem about th...

Romance

Love

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

Some people feel loved through a random act,

Like cleaning the garage or feeding the cat

Others like gifts and things they like,

Like jewelry or candy or Turkish delight

Some like compliments,

pretty words making them feel more than competent

Still others a touch, a warm embrace for when you’re tired of the race

And others, like me,

Would rather just sit under a tree

We don’t have to talk

But...

Poetry

Romance

Numb

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

June 15, 2001

_Dear Diary,_

_I’m writing this because I was told it would help. I just found out my boyfriend of two years has been sleeping with my best friend. It’s a little hard to breathe now that the two people closest to me I can no longer trust. I’ve been walking in a stupor ever since, and the only thing I can feel is pain. But it won’t last forever, right?_

July 24, 2008

_D...

Horror

Lion

SmileyGuitar

1 min read

Soft fur slides beneath my hands, and muscles ripple beneath my fingers. A rumble of contentment reverberates in my chest. The smell of warm grass mixes with the faint but sharp smell of blood. His foot steps pound the ground with pride. Until at the smell of prey they go dangerously silent. Scratchy strands of mane tangle in my fingers. And the roar of territory fills me with pride, while filling...