Creepypasta Fandom in a Nutshell. (NOW NARRATED!)Creepypasta, creepypastaCreepypasta Fandom in a Nutshell. (NOW NARRATED!)22 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 Myself11 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.13 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
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
This Is Borderline Personality DisorderAnd I'll tell you what it means.This Is Borderline Personality Disorder3 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
Will You?I am burning up in shadowsWill You?5 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
And Yet You WonderDo you have to ruin everything you touch?And Yet You Wonder8 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.
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 thing18 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)10 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?8 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
Anxieties-Loneliness-Inside My HeadAnxieties-Loneliness -Inside My HeadAnxieties-Loneliness-Inside My Head13 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. 23 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 music14 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 Wants1 day 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.
UnworthyWhat is life worthUnworthy14 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 Soul9 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
The Deep WebA place that people fearThe Deep Web1 day 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
my heart on friday eveningsometimes, i see only vague hedges and think of a labyrinthmy heart on friday evening10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
where someone piled up their thoughts to build their home.
and i just want to be a whole person again
comes complete with the cracks but all
i have is an equilibrium of fear and then this headache
which i still blame on the weather -
but what business do i have with the weather?
when i left the house today for no afternoon walk
and only with chocolate cake in my purse.
yes, i did.
and i can barely make out
my own handwriting - my own running thoughts -
(running, yes, i'd like to think that)
over the dark stains of butterflies, i state:
i have never rejected the aesthetic of butterflies.
my bags are not packed for anywhere
and actually i think there are holes in my emergency plan again
but i learned something today as i always
learn a lot from reading things in labyrinths in passing.
my favourite word is no, my favourite state
is fear, i state:
still here for now
to battle my dislike of butterflies.
Let Me InHe hides behind walls.Let Me In21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Walls he built so high not even the strongest climber could get to.
Walls so strong not even the biggest bulldozer could knock it down.
Cowering alone in his prison, he refuses to budge and demolish it.
For if he knocks it down, surely, surely someone will make it hurt again.
Behind layers of fabric he hides his true identity.
He flinches at the slightest touch.
Fears the greatest impact to come.
The closer you get the faster he runs.
His broken heart guarded with chains so tough and thick that if you were to reach for them,
Your hands would be pricked by thorns.
And yet he secretly yearns to let you in.
He longs to feel your touch.
He desires your every kiss and affection.
He craves everything you offer for him.
Maybe, for just a little while, he'll let you in.
But instead he rather hide, behind his walls again.
Oh my dear lover, please, let me in.
SelfThis is your blank page,Self7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one you never wrote in.
But someone else picked up the pen
And traced your outline
Over and over again
Until they ripped apart the paper
And the ink bled through.
This is the book from before
you were you.
A children's rhyme
With so many pictures
They multiplied and grew
Until the colors spilled
From the binding
And left puddles of blue.
Look AwayLook awayLook Away1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
You won't be able to handle the truth
Just close your eyes and cover your ears
Let me feed you lies so you can continue to smile
Forget your reality for a little while
Never forget to hold your bile
Surround yourself with your games and gadgets
Tell yourself it's nothing tragic
Make yourself believe there's nothing wrong
As children die from gastric bombs
As women starve to death combing the plains for food and water
As men get raped, experimented, and tortured on
As the world goes to shit as it's always gone
As you continue on with your peaceful and serene life
As you try and struggle in this useless strife
When will the madness ever end?
To the darkest pits we continue to descend
You wish to change it all but can't do a single thing
You realize your helplessness and try to scream
One man can't change everything
Yet it's peace we seek and peace nay found
Love Is ConfusingThis is just a short and simple poem that I wrote to express what I've been overcoming and feeling for the past few months. You're more than welcome to share your experiences below!Love Is Confusing1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love Is Confusing
I love you,
but I hate you.
You bring me happiness and comfort,
but you take them away.
You protect and fight for me,
but you hurt me.
You feel and care for me,
but you turn your back on me.
I'm so confused sometimes.
I miss your sparkling dark blue eyes,
Your flushed red cheeks,
Your crazy laughter,
and your endless warm hugs.
Why are you doing this to me?
I miss you,
but don't come back.