Family MedicineFamily Medicine12 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I walked home from school from the time I was ten years old and sometimes it would take nearly an hour. We never lived close to school. It wasn't so bad when the weather was pretty. I only knew one other girl that had to walk as far home in the fourth grade. Losana Wong, the only girl in school I talked to. She never said much or asked anything of me, making it easy to be around her. I walked home with Losana every day. She lived several blocks closer to school so I still ended up walking alone at the end. She was my first and only friend in Dallas. I would never have many friends in school, my parents didn't encourage me to socialize. Bringing friends to our house was discouraged. It really wasn't a place for children.
We would arrive at her house first. It was brick and completely covered with ivy. A wooden birdcage and a set o
slender manslender, slenderslender man5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the sand
take my soul
ill take your hand
Slender Man - LyricsTonight again, this meager guiseSlender Man - Lyrics6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I barely just forgot
Is watching me with unseen eyes
At the X that masks the spot
'twas faith that sunk Atlantis
For no thief invented crime
So we pray like clergy mantis
To eschew this borrowed time
That this pallid horrid creature
'neath his gentle debonair
Hid no further frightful features
'pon his faceless tranquil stare
From free will to legal tender
We beseech, to each his own
Fevers peak at something slender
That will not dance alone
The Devout, The Divine, The DeceasedThe Devout, The Divine, The Deceased3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three are they,
Of Heavenly origin.
Governed by the Highest Throne,
and led by the Horsemen.
Devout are the Grim Trinity.
As death has never ceased
So true to the cause are they...
By cursed and divine blades.
The Patrons of the Deceased and Dying...
and of those related to the involved.
Divine by right is the Angel...
Unholy by cause is the Demon...
Leader by title is the Nephilim.
By them are taken souls guided,
Through them are souls
released or enslaved.
Ash and DustHere in these fettered bonds quaking,Ash and Dust12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sorrow masked behind my eyes,
I see the world in shades of grey.
Pain, destruction, anger, hate,
Poisoning my sun-parched mind.
I cry the rivers of the bloody giving.
Chains of fallacy, plagiarism in the rind
We make ourselves the Devil's fools;
Children to deny moralistic empathy.
My eyes behold the death of Man.
Fallen from Grace, we choose to flee;
Bleakest images of Hell-torn faces.
Masochistic dreamers reap their souls
And barter the shreds of empty being
For narcissistic blasphemy.
I am terror as the flames
Build ever higher, emblazoned darkness.
These precarious children of Evil-
Abandoned as ash and dust.
RiddlesThese Are a few riddles I found while surfing the web. Tell me what you think. Answers are at the bottom.Riddles9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Q1: The following sentence is false. The preceding sentence is true. Are these sentences true or false?
Q2: A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?
Q3: What's the least number of chairs you would you need around a table to sit four fathers, two grandfathers, and four sons?
Q4: Look at me. I can bring a smile to your face, A tear to your eye, Or even a thought to your mind. But, I can't be seen. What am I?
Q5: You do not want to have it, But when you do have it, You do not want to lose it? What is it?
Q6: What goes up and never goes down?
Q7: One word in this sentence is misspelled. What word is it?
Q8: There is a frog, dead in the middle of an island. If
Running Away From HimMy lungs burn and ache,Running Away From Him8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a smokers lungs,
From such a long time
Of running away from him.
My legs throb with pain,
But I can never stop,
Even though the voice in my head
Tells me to turn around.
I can't turn and face him,
Not after everything
That has happened
Between him and me.
I'll run and run, and not look back
Until my legs give out beneath me,
And my lungs have been filled
By the stars in the universe around me.
|| (Epilogue)When I was|| (Epilogue)8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a little girl
my mother and I
would spend one day in my room
every spring and fall
getting it organized.
She would label three boxes
in fat permanent marker:
“Keep,” “Donate,” and “Throw Away;”
they sat in a row
on my bed
and I walked up with each stuffed toy
and stood with it there
beside the bed
before deciding on a box,
and I guess I’m telling you this
because it’s the first thing
I thought of
while I laid flat on my back
clutching my stomach,
my eyes looking everywhere
and seeing nothing.
The choice is not easy.
Nor is it uniform.
Nor does it belong to anyone
and just the way I stood
and knew what was right
all that time ago,
I am more prepared than anyone
to do the very same today.
It doesn’t matter
what I chose
in the end.
What matters is
that I got
CagedI SwallowedCaged1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That keeps me locked
In this cage.
I'll starve here.
Maybe you are my inner demonMaybe you are my inner demon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have my inner demons.
And they are tearing me apart.
Through my rib cage,
They are eating away my heart.
I have you,holding me tight.
You can feel the pulse of my soul
I am afraid,save me.
Make those evil creatures go.
I have monsters under my bed.
They whisper only bullshit in my ear.
Their voices are so quiet for others,
But so loud for me to hear.
I feel like losing my balance,
I will fall soon,
I wonder,did Lucifer
Have his inner demons,too.
I trust them,
And they say you'll leave.
It's like they want to kill.
But you caught my body,
You're the one with my soul's key.
With the color of my artery's blood
on your body,you said to me:
"Don't talk to monsters under your bed,
Cause they don't like us at all.
Sleep,I am here,my love.
They don't know what we know."
You Don't Know MeI don’t think you know meYou Don't Know Me8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like I know you
I don’t think you worry
Nearly as much as I do
Why can’t I just be happy,
And not overthink every thought?
I’m left here in my head
Like a prisoner left to rot
The thought engulfs me
As I lay here in my bed
I could lay here forever
Until the day they find me dead
Curled up in a ball
The only way I feel okay
I’m just a lost young girl
Caught up in all the gray
I don’t want to move
I just want to cry
Left in solitude
Until the day they let me die
FreedomWe were bornFreedom8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the world
around us. Now,
we're just trying to
Break the chains
We built for ourselves.
Insert Name HereWe are what they tell us;Insert Name Here4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
No matter how strong,
No matter how wrong.
We are moulded by our distrust,
And when needs must,
We just want to be what they can see,
And so let them tell us what we must be,
Even when it hurts.
Tell me who I am;
Who you want me to be,
I'll change if you don't want me.
I just want to be labelled and to belong,
To be known in what life must prolong.
I just want to be what they can see,
And so let them tell me what I must be,
Especially when it hurts.
Tell me who they are;
The suicide kids of now,
Forever wondering how,
They ever got to be who they aren't,
As if they've been told they can't,
Be them and be what the world can see,
And so let themselves be told what they must be,
Then just lie about how it hurts.
Tell me who you could become;
If you followed your dreams,
They've been torn at the seams,
By a bunch of worthless liars,
And drowned out by criers,
Making you a victim of you,
And what you put yourself through.
Because you just want to be what they can s
WordsmithsTo all those who admire me, admire any authorWordsmiths3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(simply for being a lunatic which in all tongues is called a writer):
There is something you must understand.
These words are not ours.
We did not create them.
They simply sit, waiting quietly in the dusty wings of our brain.
We are the directors of the play, telling the words where they must go, what message they must give to the audience, what they must represent.
The words, so quiet and compliant,
Impact others if we know how to use them skillfully.
For we are just hoping you will enjoy the show.
In My Master's EyesIn My Master's Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was standing on the edge of a precipice
and from it's edge,
I would have fallen into the bottomless pit
where shattered dreams and broken hopes snaked in blinded fury,
but the abyss closed on itself
and I found myself in a wood's clearing;
summer sun shining down upon me,
glittering the foliage of emerald green,
glistening the faint river of liquid sapphire...
And there I was,
lost again in my Master's eyes,
unfolding a landscape
only my heart could map
charting valleys and canyons of emotions deep;
had I been lost,
I didn't wished to be found,
had I been found,
I'd long to get lost in his universe again
In his eyes, the vastness of existence
was but a mere glance,
and yet ...
a glance filled with promises eternal.
How To Survive a Horror Movie1. If you're a blonde, dead-meat, blondes die instantly, so dye your hairHow To Survive a Horror Movie6 years ago in Horror More Like This
2. Never sleep with another person when a killer's on the loose,doing thiswill get you killed
3. Killers usually show up at parties so don't throw one or go to one
4. Don't be high, because you'll have no clue as to what's going on
5. Don't be drunk, you'll end up dead within two seconds
6. NEVER GO ANYWHERE ALONE, SEPERATING FROM THE GROUP WILL GET YOU KILLED VERY EASILY
7. Don't where high heels, you'll trip and that gets you killed faster
8. Do not go investigate any strange noises, its the killer and you're falling in his trap
9. If you're home alone and you KNOW something's in the house, get the hell outta of the house fast (this one has actually saved my life)
10. If the killer is near you do not scream no matter what
11. If you're a guy, don't hang out with the girls, they'll scream and the killer will get you faster
12. Do not try to be heroic, just run
13. Never go upstairs, unless zombies are outside
NumbI feeling nothingNumb8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
only the ache in my chest
Fighting AloneYou saw me standing there,Fighting Alone5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold, broken, and alone
You somehow knew my flaws
Before I did myself.
You aimed your rifles at me
Your talons poised to strike;
I came out alive but scarred
Heaven only knows how.
So now you've launched a surprise attack
Thinking I'd be alone
You dared not stare me down with your hateful glare
As cowards, you couldn't meet my eyes.
You were ready to strike me down
And leave my body all ablaze
You didn't realize
This solitary soilder was not standing alone.
You didn't see their faces.
You didn't hear their voices.
You didn't know they were there
Until we conquered you from within.
You counted on me fighting alone
As I always used to do.
But you didn't notice
Our extensive arsenal
You underestimated our strength and our power.
You thought you would strike me down
With a single blow.
You didn't count on my having a verifiable army behind me.
InvisibleMy throat is aching,Invisible4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My voice is gone
Sitting in the classroom,
Heard by no one
I want to shout,
I want to scream
But it is only a dream
Standing in front of the others,
Trying to get their attention
I poke on their shoulders,
But nobody mention
No, nobody mention
My throat is burning,
I have no voice
But I now decide
I will make a choice
They shall see the real me
And I will show them what I can
I will no longer hide,
But make them know who I am
Standing in front of the others,
Trying to get their attention
I poke on their shoulders,
But nobody mention
No, nobody mention
I will be visible
I want to be known
Using my voice
To get their attention
I show them my written words
Now everybody mention
Now everybody mention!
With silenced words written,
I show them who I am
Because I am me
And I'm no longer invisible
Don't Give Up- PleaseEvery day, every minute, every second, every where you look, there will be someone there to push you down. Someone looking to make your life a living hell and screw up what could have been the best day of your life. In middle school and high school every thing that happens to you is such a big deal. She called you ugly, he called you stupid, they laughed at you when you tripped down the stairs. No one had the balls enough to be a decent person and help you. Your world seems to be crashing down around you, and all you can do is sit there and watch it come down, brick by bloody brick. You think you have no one to turn to.Don't Give Up- Please3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
But that is not true. For every five people that hurt you, there is surely to be at least one friendly face in the crowd. Some one who has been there and understands the pain of those days. Someone who wants to help you. Some one to put there hand out and catch you when you fall. But you have to be able to trust enough to reach out. You have to put yourself out there
.did we all fall down?.for a moment, silence..did we all fall down?.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
then click, pause.
a rush of air, translated into electric signals
spinning along livewire cables in the night.
sparking, echoing along miles of black string
held high by blackened trees.
the second of silence
rushes from your lips in a sigh
and resonates through my tired paper skin.
the music speaks delays and we relay, in such clever rhyming words.
its all as we predict,
as we watch the winter rain pour once again.
and every hour we begin anew.
once upon a time, I could feel gravity, pulling at my fingers,
oddly heavy in the glow of light sunset evenings.
it tugged at my body, holding me down, holding me back from the sky.
but now, the only thing holding me here
is hazy sunlight hair, and eyes ringed with blue.
you blink and pull me into sanity-shaped reason,
and we share secrets in the dark, voices lost to the black.
somewhere under summer skies, Im watching you laugh
and I'm singing you all the songs we never had a chance to share.
Highly Unexpected:: PrologueHighly Unexpected:: Prologue5 years ago in Drama More Like This
The night had not yet conceded defeat. It held a dark and starless vigil over the formation of figures gathered, rapt, on the earth below. Governor John Ratcliffe led his men, blinded by rage, and in their leader's case, greed. They marched onward, stained crimson with the braziers of fire lit throughout the encampment, to wage battle against the land's natives and to either free their captured fellow man or to avenge his death.
Only one man - the governor's manservant- remained behind just as he had been instructed. Wiggins stood, a small fellow even without the comparison of the droves of settlers storming past him, unnoticed. He had never been one for fighting or bloodshed and he certainly wouldn't begin now.
As much as he wished to attend the coming fight at his master's side, he stayed firmly in place, for, after all, orders were orders. His faintness at the mere mention of blood would have been less than helpful, in any case.
He was shoved aside here and there as the last of the
Rebel Rebel (TurkeyXReader)You hummed to yourself as you wiped down one of the tables in the food hall. As you were a volunteer you had to pretty much do as you were told, but you were acquainted with one of the main organisers, you did have a bit of a say in things.Rebel Rebel (TurkeyXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Adnan! Put some light into it!” You called at the teen who glowered at you. You were about the same age, and that put him off even more when he had to take orders from you. Growling, he rolled his sleeves up a bit more, his hood still covering most of his face.
He was one of the problem kids you’d met and unfortunately you’d been chosen as his supervisor. Which meant you had to stick with him most of the time. Sadik thought you to be a nuisance at first, but soon realised that you had no choice in the matter.
Slowly he was warming up to you, it was hard not to. He was a teenage boy after all and he couldn’t really complain when a pretty girl hung around him. In fact, at times, the two of you had really quite good conve