Creepypasta Fandom in a Nutshell. (NOW NARRATED!)Creepypasta, creepypastaCreepypasta Fandom in a Nutshell. (NOW NARRATED!)21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Serve me up some creepypasta
Give me a side of scary story
With a dash of blood and gorey
Don't forget to add the raging fangirls
And of course don't forget the ranting ant hills
Never forget the sexualized psychopaths
The Mary Sues and the wannable crazy laughs
The endless hoodie wearing OC's
The neverending monochrome copies
The horribly drawn webcam art,
That looks like a 5 year olds fart
Add in a pinch of sexism,
Because any female character will be put into a prism
Don't forget to add the elitism too,
Because if you don't follow the exact rules creepypasta wiki will reject you
Forget putting any real effort into any OC,
Because the popular ones were made in just 3
Minutes, that is
You don't even need a real story
Just make one up or copy from Toby
Forget any effort at all, just give it some abs and make it stand tall
I Saved MyselfYesterday:I Saved Myself10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You saw my cut up wrist,
Gave it a kiss,
And told me everything
Would be okay.
It is not yesterday.
You are not here.
But I am okay.
I run with my own strength.
poetry i should not be writing at four a.m.i will love you until it hurts and even past that,poetry i should not be writing at four a.m.12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
until my chest aches with the thought of
your eyelashes and every bit of your life
has been written on my skin.
i will be your pillar of strength. i will love you
after it hurts and after i grow numb and grow apart
and we find ourselves on opposite sides of the country,
like branches on a tree that grew bigger
than we could ever imagine.
i will keep your city circled on every map i place
on the walls of my room, like a reminder
and a to do list and a promise all in one. you have
etched yourself into every corner
of my brain and i have stopped trying
to catch myself thinking about you because
most days my thoughts are running too fast
to ever even catch up with
and they always seem to lead back to you.
and right now my veins are only half blood
and half holy so i know this isn’t a poem
that needs to be written but i also know
already that if i don’t get this out, tomorrow
morning i will be crouched in front
of a toilet bowl
This Is Borderline Personality DisorderAnd I'll tell you what it means.This Is Borderline Personality Disorder2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's like spoonful of sugar,
full of empathy.
With a nasty side effect
of manipulative feelings.
It's saying and doings things
that aren't always right.
It's making many negative conversations
into colossal fights.
It becomes a controversy within,
when you suffer
from a sorry sense of abandonment.
Though you're not always sure
who to blame,
because it's you who's pushing
It's impulses pulsating like a bomb
within your chest.
And you're the sorry engineer
who has no idea
which button to press.
This is a relationship that's as stable
as water running through
Like ashes falling through
a fire's dying embers.
It's walking through a Garden of Eden
with a mass called suicide.
He taps his hand on your shoulder,
and whispers, “why don't you just
close your eyes?”
It's putting that form in the mouths
of your friends.
Begging them to say the words
because you know you can't.
It's using it yourself when you get
And Yet You WonderDo you have to ruin everything you touch?And Yet You Wonder7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must you put a sour note on every positive event?
You never stop to think how your actions effect others.
You never stop to consider what others might think.
You have no filter from your brain to your mouth.
You simply spew whatever poison comes to your mind.
You overreact to every little minor thing
And yet you wonder why no one likes you.
Who's to Blame?The gut-wrenching painWho's to Blame?1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
The compete discomfort
And jarring my insides.
The constant reminder
Of your absence
The details of that scene
Replaying in my mind
Over, and over,
A broken record on loop.
The ambiance remains
A haunting, bitter tune
A bond can break
Just as quickly as it was formed;
There’s no binding strong enough
To refrain from the snapping of the fragile twigs.
No ‘Take Care of yourself’
Everything had ended
On a cold, desolate note.
The charitable moments,
And taken for a grain of salt.
The fires of the heated fight
Had burned everything down
Leaving behind nothing but ashes
And crumbling ruins.
The sharpest of your weapons.
Lunged straight into my back
Without sound or warning.
And there’s no one else
On whom to lay the blame.
No one else
Except for me
Had I been wary of the small fire
I wouldn’t have so carelessly
Knocked it over
Sending the flames out of control
Had I been
Will You?I am burning up in shadowsWill You?4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m dissipating beneath my skin
Make me better
Make me so much better
—Will you love me when I am gone?
And these walls echo when I breathe in
But I grew to fit this space
And all these bones are aching
Parts of me concave
The emptiness of this vessel
I mended myself numerous times
But I bowed my head to the waves
Because I am burning
Will you need this shallow encasing?
I feel this wind biting
I feel the waves dragging me
What He Left BehindHis name is likeWhat He Left Behind2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A tattoo upon my skin
That wont go away,
Even though I try desperately
To scrub it off,
Leaving angry red marks
And broken skin
On the permanent scar
He left behind.
Two halves made wholeBright futures.Two halves made whole13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black and white are our life's,
We stride forward with are hands together,
The perfect fit.
Completed and strong.
Never apart as we are always near,
Hearts in our hands and our love made clear.
Strange thingLove is a strange thing,Strange thing17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It comes in many forms and it has many meanings.
Sometimes we can tell when we are falling,
Other times it happens as instantly as a crash.
cold doesn't bother me (it's all i ever felt)anger is quietcold doesn't bother me (it's all i ever felt)9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my mind,
in my heart,
it's nothing compared
to the blizzard of sadness.
anger is quiet,
anger is cold,
cooled down to the point
where the volcano
can hardly make its way
past its own past,
and there's nothing left
to burn away
once the point has been reached
where anger is even necessary.
no, it's grief that hurts,
grief and sadness
that tear away inside,
and break down,
the silent raging of tears
desperate to make
a new way forward.
were never what i wanted,
never what you wanted,
but the anger
behind these words
is what happens
when the blizzard settles.
the anger is the hard part,
in one way,
because it's so controlled
that I can hardly tell
what I feel
any longer –
it's numb, numb like sadness
should be, but
sadness is the hard part,
the tearing part,
the part where
there's a gun pointed
at your head
and there's nothing
you can do to get away,
the point when
your wrists are open
Why do you want me?I don't understandWhy do you want me?7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why you hold my hand
I'm nothing special
so why don't you let me
why don't you leave me
And when I'm mean
when I'm a drama queen
You clean the imaginary mess
you still want to impress
Why do you want me?
Why do you fight?
why do you try so hard to win me
and keep me in your sight?
I don't understand
why you hold my hand
Boy, MisunderstoodThe scars upon his wrist have faded whiteBoy, Misunderstood12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but on his heart they still do burn as hell.
Remembrance of a godforsaken night
when he at last was set to say farewell.
But still he's here, alive but not content.
In fact he's but a fucked-up, lifeless doll.
They've never understood just what it meant
when he had made this late and drunken call
And said he was about to take his life.
"It's over. Boy, I can't go on. Goodbye."
He hung up then and took a sharpened knife.
What happened next was nothing but a cry
For help. But no one asked him why he did
believe that there's no hope for boys like him.
'Cause he has always been that happy kid,
his suicidal thoughts a passing whim.
Anxieties-Loneliness-Inside My HeadAnxieties-Loneliness -Inside My HeadAnxieties-Loneliness-Inside My Head12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anxieties,depression, insecurities, isolation,
loneliness,low self worth, shyness, OCD.
Whydo I proceed with hesitation?
Makes me feel like I am jailed in my own head.
I say no thanks to any and all of the meds.
Meds with a billion side effects, including suicide,
wanting to be dead, someone please euthanize.
Make sure you do everything times three
or panic might be widespread.
It kills me to know that those I love
would be better without, free of
me holding them back
to live their lives free and happy
not surrounded by darkness of black
not to be unhappy.
Others take for granted the simple things,
things that would make me feel alive!
Doing things in front of people like
dancing, sports, games, singing
would give me wings!
Being goofy, driving, just being me
would make me thrive!
Being the center of attention,
gives me a panic attack,
makes me sweat and shake,
feeling as if I were in a wolf pack.
I am much happier being in the shadows
The Reality of Deviantart. DeviantartThe Reality of Deviantart. 22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A place to gather fellow artists
A space where creators join united
However it's not as expected
For everyone is right and lefted
The elite are put on a pedestal
While the small fries are put to the pedal
Those daily deviations you see
"Oh how I wish it was me"
What a dream to have to be so bathed
In such attention it's no suspension
So many notifications and occasions
Far as the eye can see
Oh how I wish to be
My artwork never seems good enough
I've tried so hard I've done fucked up
My hands gone black and blue
Oh how I wish to be noticed too
I get some comments every once and a while
Some faves and watches here and there
But they never care or lift a hair
I'm starting to lose my patience here
Why won't they notice my hard work?
I feel I'm wasting all my worth
These days all I get is thanks for the watch
It makes me want to smash their crotch
I'm tired of the same old line
You loved musicRemember, you loved musicYou loved music13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You told me years ago.
And I did, too,
I told you so.
You spoke a lot
And great orchestras
But you never tried
To take us to the opera
Because you knew
We would hate it.
In your strange way
You knew everyone of us
Better than we did by then.
A father for a couple of
Orphaned souls in a
World too fast for
Everyone of us.
Remember, you loved the music
And we played your favorite song.
We saw you crying
Through smile and beart.
And today, your wife says
The CD is still there
But like all of us
You got way more familiar
Needs and WantsI want companionship, but it always escapes me.Needs and Wants23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want security, but every day just leaves me more insecure.
I want to speak up, but I know no one will hear me.
I want to be here with you, but nobody seems to want me.
I need friends, but they're all leaving me.
I need help, but no one seems to notice.
I need love, but no one seems to offer me any.
I need you, but you don't need me.
I help with your needs and wants, but you don't even glance at mine.
In the end, this is what I expected.
You only needed a toy. Only wanted a wall.
In the end, I will always just be someone with empty needs and wants.
Because that's what the world wants, and society needs.
A shell with no needs or wants, to fill with your own.
And that is me.
Just A CoincidenceI grew up feeling I don’t belongJust A Coincidence41 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I’m never good enough.
They said it so much I believed it.
No matter how hard I try,
It is just me, trying.
When I thought,
Finally, I’m getting somewhere.
I’m almost there.
I jumped for joy.
I was never happier in my life or felt more satisfied or accomplished.
I was almost there.
I was patient.
I was so, so close.
The road before me...
Nothing in front but darkness and sorrow and...
I was no longer near,
Not even close.
My happiness immediately turns to disappointment,
I slipped back into the past
Into who I was before.
The girl who was never good enough.
The girl who no one appreciated.
The girl who was just a quiet girl no one knew the name of.
I wondered, times and times again,
What did I do to deserve this?
Someone tell me.
Maybe somewhere back there, I made wrong choices and wrong decisions
UnworthyWhat is life worthUnworthy13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
When nobody wants me
What is life worth
If my actions have no effect
What is my blood worth
If I don't feel it dripping
What is love worth
If mine gets rejected
What is society worth
If it doesn't help
What is a rose worth
If it's useless
What is heaven worth
If hell soon follows
What is oxygen worth
If it only sustains a meaningless existence
What is technology worth
If it allows all the hate to spread
What is our love worth
If it's possesive
What is life worth
If there's no hope?...
Eyes Are Windows to the SoulThey say the eyes are window to the soulEyes Are Windows to the Soul8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The reflect the emotions one feels
Weather it be pain, happiness, joy, sadness
But they reflect a person's true intentions as well
Yes, the eyes are windows to the soul
Weather they be pure or vile
But look deeper in... you'll see the truth
Don't Tell Me...I have a golden smileDon't Tell Me...1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
But a half empty heart
Don’t you tell me you’re there for me
Don't you dare even start
At 2 in the morning
I wake up and I scream
I can’t gather peace
From the terrifying dream
At 3 in the morning
When i’m crying even still
Begging and pleading
For my heart to just heal
At 4 in the morning
When i’ve grown silent with shock
When the emotions aren’t there anymore
And I feel like a rock
At 5 in the morning
When i’m still lying in bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing I was dead
At 6 in the morning
When you’re submersed in a peaceful sleep
I’m still awake, trying to close a wound
That’s far too deep
Don’t tell me you’re there for me
Don’t tell me that you love me
Don’t tell me that you care
Words are cheap, you’re just wasting air
Prove your words…
Or they’re simply sounds ….
Spit from a liars mouth
Creaking treeUnder this tree, that I thought only had a few branches,Creaking tree11 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
turned out to have many, with a mysterious aurora.
The leaves were in clumps, doing their danses,
the sound was of something that was not boring.
I look up, searching for a tree house.
The noises the tree make is of creaking wood,
as if from an old cottage, where nothing stirs but a mouse.
But there is no tree house, and still tall it is stood.
This tree with unknown wonders
is in the back of someones garden,
sticking out into the small field of green colours
and always seemed forgotten.
Now I visit it everyday,
confused and amazed at the sounds it makes.
I can't fully describe it, it's impossible to say,
but underneath it, I can make no mistakes.
I feel safe under its branches,
hidden from judgy peoples view,
I can take my chances,
watching the sky full of blue.
The Deep WebA place that people fearThe Deep Web23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A place that none go near
A place where grown men cry
A place where children hide
A place so evil none will go
A place with brave people who've broke their soul
From a single visit down that evil hole
Can take a humans mind at toll
For any who go there,
Be absolutely aware
You may never come back intact
For this is an absolute fact
From child pornography to cannibalism
To human experiments and human torture
From drug cartels to gun smuggling
From hired hitmen to stolen credit cards
And animal torture to things most obscene
Gorey things and none too clean
This is the place the human race
Gathers to show its real true face
This is humanities lowest of low
This is the place where pedofiles go
This is the place where criminals hang about
And without a doubt none make it out
Those poor kids will never have a home
Never become know
The Words I've LostI sit on the window and watch airplane on the sky,The Words I've Lost19 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A beautiful day out there,
But I feel more like I could cry.
All the things in my room I start to rearrange,
Just to touch my pencil,
Like it could somehow make a change.
I stare on the wall like on another blank page,
I’m poet without inspiration,
A blind bird trapped in his cage.
The words I’ve lost,
Without them I can’t dream,
Too high is the cost,
I am coward it would seem.
The love I’ve lost,
Too shy or scared to ever ask,
Fire turned to frost,
It feels like impossible task.
In between my wooden table and the creaky door,
I reach to touch my heart,
It makes look beating like a chore.
I put down my pencil and stare on my shaking hand,
Maybe a pause will help,
But it feels more like the end.
I sit back on the window and see the airplane is gone,
I’ve seen it in the evening,
I search for it when it’s already dawn.
The words I’ve lost,
Without them I can’t feel,
Too high is the cost,