Fictional CharactersFictional characters are who we meet,Fictional Characters19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as we read the pages of a book.
We fall in love with them,
For their traits, and lives, despite not even knowing how they look.
Chivalrous, courageous, villainous and vile,
We each pick and choose who we like.
For these characters are more than you think,
when a reader invites them into their life.
Time and again, we’re told it’s fake,
That the stories, and tales don’t exists.
That the characters we love who fight monsters and dragons,
vanish when the story ends.
I know it sounds crazy, to say that for me,
A fictional character is real.
That I see him as more, than a page in a book
he’s something that I can touch and feel.
For many who read, create their own worlds,
because reality is just too much to take.
When life gets confusing, stressful or tragic
we feel like we just want to break.
There’s no one to comfort us, not even our friends,
nor family, can understand what’s inside.
Because in actuality, though it
Another +500 points giveaway~!Hello everyone~!Another +500 points giveaway~!18 hours ago in Personal More Like This
So the premium membership giveaway is over now, which means it's time to start a new giveaway~! And according to the poll from before did you guys want another Point giveaway with a few winners, so that's exactly what I'll be doing. ^v^/
The giveaway will end the 1st of March.
The amount of winners there will be depends on how much points I can get. But at least there will be 5 winners that will win 100 each. In other words, every winner will resive 100 and all the winners will be selected randomly through https://www.random.org/
There are two things you need to do to enter:
1. Fave this journal
2. Comment something nice/ leave a heart in the comments
It's soon Valentines day people, lets spread the love shall we
Good luck to you all and I hope you have an amazing day~!
Here is another giveaway I'm hosting too <
the last poem i write about my depressioni want you to know that it took me yearsthe last poem i write about my depression8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
to figure out the worst part. cause, sure, there’s
so many bad parts, there’s so many moments
when dragging air through your mouth feels
like letting in all the water. your body becomes
your own battlefield, your mind—the most
ruthless enemy. it does not cut corners.
it will not spare you. it will leave
no summer-tinted memory untouched.
every exit sign looks like a suggestion.
if you ask someone if they are happy they will say yes
but they will not look you in the eyes.
you will never learn how to feel permanent.
you will drink grape juice and try to remember how it felt
to be holy. you will not think of yourself as wholly,
you are not complete. something vital is missing.
some dark monster has been feasting on you
when you lay down for sleep.
these are bad moments. these are scars that mar your skin
like tattoos that have too much meaning, like a map
of all the dirt roads you’ve walked down.
some days i can