everyone likes ghost stories by deathbysea, literature
Literature
everyone likes ghost stories
I like the bitter winter
I love its pull
The tide still moves under the ice
And that’s my soul
She died many summers ago
But I was just a child then
So how can I know,
If I was lied to?
I think I’d know
At least now, when I can feel her ghost come and go
Every summer, like a timer
Till the snow
That’s how I know
She’s gone to haunt some other place
And I get to taste the cold again
I get to sing
And I cry less
She has died, he said
She’s dead, I guess
your lips today
were different because
when they were hugging mine
i could feel them there
you've already distracted me
you don't have to wave your hands
i already pinch smiles away
to seem like the sad one when you've excited me
you carefully indulge me
so that i am aching and not even realizing
what for
what
was i aching?
I want to lose my virginity to the right girl
But not because I feel it's sacred
I want to lose my virginity to the right girl
Like I want to try dessert pizza for the first time
With the right girl
once there wasn't a bear that didn't eat diana
its noggin wasn't phone
it gave paula herpes and genitals
paula was in the classroom baking human pies
nick wanted to find some loving
and diana ate oatmeal
I would rather be terrified than bored
The feel of those new heels, tumbling under you
Is far sweeter and richer
Than that math test
I want to be haunted by something terrifying
Something with no mouth
But, oh, it can speak
And it comes to me
When I get a drive across the bridge
Especially at night
I want to be shoved out
And take a swim
everyone likes ghost stories by deathbysea, literature
Literature
everyone likes ghost stories
I like the bitter winter
I love its pull
The tide still moves under the ice
And that’s my soul
She died many summers ago
But I was just a child then
So how can I know,
If I was lied to?
I think I’d know
At least now, when I can feel her ghost come and go
Every summer, like a timer
Till the snow
That’s how I know
She’s gone to haunt some other place
And I get to taste the cold again
I get to sing
And I cry less
She has died, he said
She’s dead, I guess
your lips today
were different because
when they were hugging mine
i could feel them there
you've already distracted me
you don't have to wave your hands
i already pinch smiles away
to seem like the sad one when you've excited me
you carefully indulge me
so that i am aching and not even realizing
what for
what
was i aching?
I want to lose my virginity to the right girl
But not because I feel it's sacred
I want to lose my virginity to the right girl
Like I want to try dessert pizza for the first time
With the right girl
once there wasn't a bear that didn't eat diana
its noggin wasn't phone
it gave paula herpes and genitals
paula was in the classroom baking human pies
nick wanted to find some loving
and diana ate oatmeal
I would rather be terrified than bored
The feel of those new heels, tumbling under you
Is far sweeter and richer
Than that math test
I want to be haunted by something terrifying
Something with no mouth
But, oh, it can speak
And it comes to me
When I get a drive across the bridge
Especially at night
I want to be shoved out
And take a swim