Showing posts with label bits and pieces. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bits and pieces. Show all posts

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Bits and Pieces - Sleeping lines

Lines...
I can't stop staring at the lines, your lines...
Your peaceful lines of your sleeping expression.
The sound of your steady breathing hypnotizes me...

I can't help but stare, I hold myself from giving in to the desire of touching you, afraid of disturbing your sleep.

I feel so powerless, so addicted to simply sitting by your side and hearing you breathing, just staring at your lines...

Sometimes I feel like I am not here, that I'm just a silent ghost watching you, hoping one day you will sit and stare at me, just stay there hearing me breathing while I sleep... Just as I do.

Maybe I am just crazy, insane, for feeling the way that I do...
But all I know is that now all I want is to watch you, watch your lines and simply hear you breathe next to me.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Bits and Pieces - Hollow

Here I am again
Starting to freeze again
The warmth is slowly evading and I can't complain

My light is burning low
The fuel of my soul running low
How I wish I knew it would escape so slow

No more pain and no more joy
I no longer feel like a toy
No longer a puppet for the world to enjoy

I feel the void creeping over me
I am no longer a slave to that cruel destiny
I was cut loose from the trap you laid for me
No more illusions, no more fantasy

I felt it burn as I turned blue
Burned by the ice, it felt so untrue
Just like a lit cigarette stepped under your shoe

I tried so hard to never come undone
But I looked around and waited for anyone
To take my hand and show me someone

Desire and lust only left me numb
Hollow and shallow, deaf-and-dumb
Just an addiction to any breadcrumb


I feel the void creeping over me
I am no longer a slave to that cruel destiny
I was cut loose from the trap you laid for me
No more illusions, no more fantasy

The emptiness is my protection
I am tired of all the aggression
I know I can't take possession
Of the answer to my silly question...

Can you see me in the shadow?


I feel the void creeping over me
I am no longer a slave to that cruel destiny
I was cut loose from the trap you laid for me
No more illusions, no more fantasy
No more illusions, no more fantasy...
No more fantasy...



Friday, May 3, 2013

Bits and Pieces - Eternity unlocked



It always starts as a joke, a simple game of minds.
But nothing is really that simple or stays simple

Between the lines I could read you oh so well, though the stroke of your pen told a different story.
I wrote my tale of serendipity and naive happiness, but you read it all wrong.
Soon the games of innocent play became harder and harder to keep up with,
the much dreaded emotions crawled in and tore us apart with each lie produced and each burning touch.
The truth set me free but it was too late, I was already hooked on you and your little show of virtual feelings.
The masochism of my devotion so inevitable.
So I seek you out and gorge on the taste of your skin.
Oh yes... Keep feeding me with your passion and pretend love.
It hurts so good while I am in the high of your ecstasy, I never want to come down from that.

Let it burn baby, let it consume and clean the aftermath of my past engagements.
Let me consume all of you as well, all of your pain as if mine, let me lick your wounds and fester mine.
Let me tire you, exhaust you and take you to bliss along with me, I'll give you my blood to drink and allow you to claim my soul.
When we are bursting with pleasure, desire and lust,
we shall rise again, powerful, free within our hearts and reborn ready to take on the world side by side
As Lamia, as brethren, as one and as immortals.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Bits and Pieces - Awakening


The sun had just set under the tall mountains and her crept bones started to come to life once more. The bones slowly reattaching themselves, skin leaving its emaciated look gaining a soft blush.
Her eyelids slowly fluttered open as the distinctive sound of the creatures of the night awaken from their enchanted sleep.
Softly she raises her cold torso and eyes warily her chamber. No one but her and her beautiful slave boy inside.
She listened to the sounds of the night mixed with the scrapping sound of her brothers trying to access her resting ground, the smell of the sweet man's blood allured them as they rise with the burning hunger inside.
He was not her first, it would not be her last but while he served her, there would be no other.
She tentatively tried to use her voice, feeling her throat raw from the thirst but as if compelled he raised his eyes to her and walked to her, kneeling by her stone bed, lowering his eyes as he turned his palms up to show his devotion and obedience to her.
She smoothly emerged from the cold coffin that protected her during her deathly sleep and demanded for one of his wrists. Swiftly he raised it to her, bracing himself for the pain and pleasure that followed, feeling himself strained and confined inside his chastity cage once her teeth brazed his skin, borrowing life from him to renew and empower his lady.
Her needs and appetites must be sated, he knew this inside and complied willingly with a loving and blind servitude. His frail life at her mercy, so easily taken from him if she so wished it. But even so, he could not help but to feel he had his on claim on this demoness that captured his heart and soul. He desired to be the only one to serve her, to make her become alive once again night after night even though his life years and youth would not accompany her through her long afterlife.
Secretly he wished for it not to be so, he wished that she would grant him with her gift of eternal life as he gave her his blood every night, he wished she would find him worthy of accompanying her into the eternal Night into the arms of Lilith and rejoice in immortality. But he would not ask it, he dreamed day after day that she would value his devotion and love and one night she would deem him worthy.
She released his wrist and ran her thin fingers over his head, entwining them in his clean and perfumed hair as she started to move fluidly once more, rejuvenated by his life essence.
"Thank you boy..." She spoke in her melodic and bewitching voice.
She opened the chamber door and the animals and brothers shrank back as she observed them with red rimmed eyes. They kneeled for her just as he did and watched her carefully not to look her in the eyes while she extended her arms up in praise with moon beams reflecting in her pale skin.
"Mother, welcome me into your arms again..."

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Bits and Pieces - Thoughts about rebound

Ah rebounds... who can ever say not to have gone through one of these?

Like my favorite band says "The hardest part of ending is starting again", so most of people engage on what I like to call a false restart a.k.a. rebound.

There are a lot of situations that can lead to a rebound but the most relevant one is that you really had true feelings for your previous partner/ boyfriend/husband, and you left or were made to leave with some sort of damage, whether it is loss, hurt, low self-esteem, self-hate, numbness, a total abandonment of the thought of ever loving someone again or considering the possibility of someone loving you back without eventually leading to the situation you are when at the end of a relationship.

Attention, not all people go through the rebound process, I am aware of that. Some people are actually able to "fix" themselves without a "cane". I say good for them and it only makes them better than the rest and namely me. Oh yes, I'm a rebounder in recovery, just like an ex-addict... we'll get to there.

There are different kinds of rebounds but I can only comment and give my opinion from a woman's perspective and from shared female knowledge. The men will have to forgive me but I've never encountered one that even admitted that he was rebounding or willing to talk about it (What? Me? No woman brings me down... I'm totally over her... Her loss...)

Let's see some of the rebounds:

1) "Multiple one night stands"
The most common type of rebound that happens commonly in nightclubs.
You go have a few drinks to release our inhibitions, relax and when the bad memories start flooding back, you find your mission :  Have sex until you forget your name and without someone you don't want to know the name.

The end result: this can have a lot of consequences, especially because we still live in a society where if men fuck all that moves they are "The MAN", a true playboy and so on, but if you are a woman doing that the word that comes to all minds isn't to appreciate her skills as a seductress, the word is as you already know - whore.
You don't care about your reputation, that's fine, but consider diseases and the dangers you put yourself in for leaving a club with someone you don't know. It may be a killer, a rapist or whatever, what you need to consider is - Is that really going to work for you? Are you going to feel any better by waking up in the bed of some stranger that you intend to never see again?

2) "Revenge Date"
This is what I call the next type of rebound. I called it a date because I don't think we can classify it as a relationship.
You are hurt and you want to hurt someone like you were hurt, so you find that guy that you don't particularly like but is kind of o.k. and you punish that poor bastard for everything you put up with on your previous relationship. He so much as breathe and you fall on him like a hammer of justice. You feel your stress and frustration leave you temporarily and the guy just suffers.

The end result: Unless you choose a masochist or someone with little self love, you are going to get dumped again, because no one is going to put up with that since the beginning, even if they have true feelings for you. Another consequence of this one is the fact that you are the villain, you are becoming the same thing that destroyed you in the first place and you are hurting someone who has no fault of what happened to you and you may be ruining your future chance to have another shot at love.

3) "Fuck buddies style" & 4) "Friends with benefits style"
These are the most complex for me and the most dangerous types of rebounds.
So you have that male/female friend that you have no feelings about but he/she is willing to get down and dirty, so you engage in an agreement that all you will exchange is bodily fluids, no obligations, no strings attached just pure sex. So here is where you draw the borderline on the transition to "FWB".
Until here it's just sex, you finish it, you leave.

The end result: There is no talk, except for the dirty one, no tenderness, nothing. Empty and meaningless sex - which is why eventually you will stop, grow bored because it isn't enough or progress to the next stage.

FWB unlike FB has content. You discuss your day, you have a higher level of intimacy, you might even spend the night and find yourself in a cuddle. You don't lie to one another or pretend to be ok because you don't have to. For me, it's a relationship without calling it that.

The end result: The proximity to an actual relationship makes it easier for you to get involved, even if it is not mutual. When that happens, the whole purpose of the arrangement falls to the ground and you get hurt once again. Instead of helping you heal, it ends up making it worse and that is why I find this type of rebound the most cruel and dangerous one. Eventually someone is going to get hurt and you will lose a friend on top of that.

4) "The dive"
This one is my personal favorite. You have barely licked your wounds but you force yourself to find someone new and start over again because you hate to be alone and don't want to be alone. So you find a nice guy, that will have his flaws and may not be that compatible with you but you choose to overlook it and invest in a full on relationship. You hope that with time you will forget the other guy because the new one is so nice.

The end result: Well, one day you will wake up and realize that you have made a big mistake by letting it drag for a long time. He gave you what you needed and now you are finally ready to move on. The worse part is there is no way to predict when it is going to hit you, if it is after a few months, after you're engaged, married or with kids which can be very complicated and stressful.
There is a reason for that saying that goes like "Never marry your rebound guy", because one day you may wake up and think "Oh shit".



The conclusion is that eventually rebounds end up bringing more bad things upon your hurting heart, ego and self-esteem, than good but when it works it makes you feel good and more empowered and eventually happier. I focused on the negative because it is the part we never think about when starting a rebound relationship but also something we should have always in mind too. You have to be able to decide and consider if it is really worth it or not.

Here is a suggestion, the "Me, myself and I" rebound. Take some time away and be alone to think what went wrong and to rebuild yourself, piece by piece. It won't be as easy as screwing your feelings back into submission but it will have the best effect long term.

Feel free to hit the comments box with your opinions.

(It's great to be back!) xoxo Sofia


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Bits and Pieces - Untitled

You speak...
You cry...
You scream...
Whines and complaints that don't have an effect

You ask...
You demand...
You beg...

Forgiveness and acceptance that will not favour you

You dream...
You hope...
You wait...

Understanding and trust that are beyond your reach

You despair...
You expect...
You resign...

For nothing is what you believed and the world is a closed nut shell
Its inside nothing but the memory of fruit
Dry and rotten
Succumbed to its own faults.


Sofia P.