Only Skin Deep- RunningAfter trying to escape Dante had found her and said he would help her escape and now Becka was shocked and frightened at his words.
"Demetri will only kill you if he finds you now." Dante started to put his arms under her.
"What the hell? Why are you trying to help me now?" she asked him with narrowed eyes.
"Because..." Dante picked her up in his arms and stood up. "I want you for myself."
Now he was carrying her to a black Harley Davidson. It looked like one of those ones used for crossing the country, with compartments on the back sides. He sat her down on the bike. "Do you have enough strength to hold onto me while I drive?" he asked her as he held her shoulders. She shivvered in the cold and from his touch. Dante saw this and took off his motorcycle jacket and put it around her shoulders. "Here. It will only get colder when we start to ride." He got on the bike as Becka put on the jacket and zipped it up. She felt warmer almost imeadiatly. She was hesitant and confused. Wa
Still BrokenI am not perfectStill Broken6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
no I am more broken than not
but that's what happens
when your life has been full
of fear and pain
even after you escape
the memories still haunt
and the dreams still wake you
even when you are safe
and loved and wanted and cared for
you are still broken
Broken Lovei know you are brokenBroken Love6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i have a secret
i'm broken too
hold my hand
let's heal together
My Better Half.For thousands of years,My Better Half.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My soul has walked the earth.
It has felt passion and love,
As much as it has seen blood and tears.
Every body my soul has become,
Has lived a different life,
Over come different things.
But one thing was shared during each life,
Something so special,
So pure & fragile;
My other half.
Whether it had been a short encounter,
Or a life's gesture,
My soul in each life was able to see,
The one it lived for.
I shall never know who I once was,
The great things I did,
Or the wrongs I made,
But I do know that he was the greatest part of my every life.
He was the one thing death could not take,
The one thing words could not break.
My mind & body will most likely never know,
Who he is when I meet him.
But my soul shall jump with glee at his meeting,
For he was, is and always will be,
My better half...
I Forgot About Myself.You swept me off my feet,I Forgot About Myself.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Promised me everything under the sun.
I fell so quickly & deeply in love,
But I never slowed down to think.
To get you, my prince,
I was willing to pull back on my life,
To let you lead yours through mine,
But I forgot about myself.
We made so many plans,
In them, you were at the top of your dreams,
While I was at the bottom of mine,
That was our future & I was okay with that.
I sat back as a benchwarmer,
Sitting on the sidelines of our lives.
Yet you were the major leaguer,
Hitting all the home runs for the team.
I dropped all of my hopes & dreams for you,
'Cause it meant being with my prince.
I put them inside a tiny drawer;
Today I opened it and remembered the passion I once felt.
My hopes & dreams flew around me like butterflies,
Filled me with happiness & joy again.
I forgot about myself with all this hype of being in love,
I forgot of my morals & beliefs.
I look back now;
I sacrificed so much for us.
You never sacrificed a thing,
It was all me.
Alone TogetherWe share the dangerAlone Together6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We share the wins
We share the defeats
But we take on the pain on our own
why... are we so damaged
are we so broken
that we can't even take anyone's help
even from each other
I know that the next time one of us dies
the other will soon follow
if not by the hazards of the job
then by will alone
we just can't function without the other
we keep each other sane
as we are driven farther from sanity
by the evil of the world
but through it all
we can not help our pain
we confide in pills and liqueur before we confide in each other
are we so messed up
are we so mentally broken
or do we just not believe that we can ever deserve life without pain
the world doesn't believe we're worth anything but an early grave
is it so messed up that sometimes I agree
that I just want it to be over sometimes
but then I remember I'm just to damned stubborn to go quietly into that good night
So fuck them
We'll suffer through the pain
even if we have to do it alone, together
All Alone.All alone she cried,All Alone.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As darkness filled her soul.
He left her with no goodbye,
With no one to hold.
As she ran through the rain,
Nothing but lightning by her side,
She dropped to her knees,
She screamed, cursed out his name.
He left her with nothing,
And no one even cares.
Hopeless with her heart broken,
She feels his presence,
Yet she still cries all alone.
She lies there,
On the watered ground.
She's waiting for an answer,
Which will never come...
Rogue- Chp2 Runnin AgainRogue ran into her room and slammed the door and locked it. She felt the tears spill over her cheeks as she let a future with human contact slip through her naked fingers. She felt that the turmoil would swallow her whole and never let her go. So she reached to feel anything else but heartache and pain. That's when she found anger and bitterness. She let the rage fill her. Rogue let that fuel her heart to beat even when it was frozen.Rogue- Chp2 Runnin Again6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She took the first step to get ready. She changed into jeans, a dark green long sleaved shirt, and black gloves. She then put on her brown leather jacket. She got on her black boots and had to get out. She needed to leave for a little while. Needed to be alone.
She suddenly heard a knock at her door. "Rogue?" it was Logan. He sounded worried. She looked from the door to the window. There was a tree right outside of it. She might be able to make it. Rogue goes to the window and heard footsteps in her room. She turned as she opens the window letting in the
Never Escape What I Fear.Crawl away and die.Never Escape What I Fear.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Fly up high and cry.
Swim deep down and drown.
I can never escape what I fear.
traitorssometimes when I open my mouthtraitors6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the words come out wrong
all jumbled up and out of order
turning into something I never meant to say
you traitorous lips
how could you fail me so much
singing out the truth in a way that taints it so
when everything in my head is kept silent in fear
fear of sounding even more wrong
wrong and senseless
but hey who cares huh
me that's who
so now I am ever silent
so that my lips can not betray me ever again
such a pity
I loved to sing
Silentsometimes I miss the voices in my headSilent6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we used to be such good friends
but now it's silent and peaceful
but sometimes it's lonely
and I miss the whispers and screams
at least it was never boring
Rogue 15 HeatAs the elevator rose Rogue felt herself build up her walls again. She knew that Pyro would need her support to take those steps into the manor into the mutants that he left those years ago. She saw him finger the zippo in his hand and she felt that even though she was freaking out about her powers that she needed to let Pyro know she was there for him. So she concentrated on being careful as she slipped her gloved hand into his.Rogue 15 Heat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pyro's eyes locked onto hers as the elevator stopped on the first manor floor. Rogue gave him a reassuring nod. She didn't need to say anything. He knew she was with him in this.
The elevator door opened to reveal Bobby standing on the other side. Rogue saw his eyes widen at the sight of her holding Pyro's hand. The silence hung so heavy in the air that Rogue could feel it.
Rogue looked down to Pyro's thumb resting on the Zippo poised to strike a flame into life if he needed it. Rogue saw Bobby start to raise his hand and she stepped in betwee
I BelieveAnd I still believe that there is more love than hate, there's more heart than ache~ Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- BelieveI Believe5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I believe that while there are still people on this planet that mean another person harm, there is no way that we can live in peace. I am not suggesting that we eradicate those people, just their ill intent. We should just accept other people for their differences.
I believe that there is a purpose to us being here, though we are never to find out what it is. I am not suggesting that we give up on searching, just stop being so targeted upon the results of the search. We should just do what we want to do in life.
I believe that life is easier than we make it out to be, although we secretly enjoy making it more complicated. I am not suggesting we ease up on the difficulties we create for ourselves, just that we should not whine about them. We should just match our capabilities.
I believe that the word 'love' is thrown around too much, which makes the real thing
Rogue-chp 1 the CureThe sound of the early morning rain hitting the window was soothing as Rogue sat in the kitchen eating cereal and reading her text book for the exam tomorrow. She looked down and smiled seeing her gloveless hand. It still made her smile that she was cured. That she could touch. For three months she had been able to touch without endangering anyone. Even the voices in her head had dissipated. She loved how quiet her mind was without those voices whispering or even screaming in her head. Now it was so much easier to study.Rogue-chp 1 the Cure6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was smiling as she saw a groggy Jubilee walk into the kitchen and run a hand through her long brunette hair. Jubilee was wearing a pair of pale yellow pajamas. It was her favorite color. Like her personality, bright loud and happy. Rogue had started hanging out with Jubilee when Bobby left her to be with Kitty.
With that thought Rogue looked down at her cereal and tried not to think about the day Bobby had told her that he didn't want to be with her anymore. She di
Heart of A Rogue: Part OneThe Heart Of A RogueHeart of A Rogue: Part One8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'Blue oh so lonesome for you
why cant you be blue over me'
Blue oh so lonesome for you'
God did that woman have a voice. She could sing just about any note, for any length of time. Something Ah could only dream of doin. It was times like this that Ah wish I could belt out a melody just like that. All deep an rich, filled with the pain of a heartbreak. Mah heartbreak. Ah dont even know why ahm writin about this. Ah guess it does help a lil. Just like Kurt said it would. Damn brother, bein right like that. Oh Ah've dated before, gone so far as kissin boys. But this was different.
'tears fill my eyes
till I cant see'
The first time Ah kissed a boy he wound up in the hospital in a coma for several weeks. The next boy afta that was Bobby, Iceman. Smooth and cool, his breath was like drinkin a fresh glass of summers first lemonade. Even on a winters afternoon he tasted good. Course this led ta me tastin like that for some days afterwards. But ah d
DysfunctionalI need to know that I can breathe,Dysfunctional6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I can not be surrounded by your presence
And still be okay in the end.
I need to walk away from this dyfunctional relationship
But I get lost in endless circles that always leads back to you.
We're too indifferent to survive another day
That is full of nothing but dysfunctionality and guessing games.
And it scares me to be away from you but losing myself along
The way of this love journey scares me even more.
I got lost and entangled with your heart as we blended and got blinded
By a four lettered word that shouldn't have been.
Don't leave me hanging here because I'm starting to drown now.
Only Skin Deep 7Becka woke up in a hotel bed she didn't remember getting into. She was immeadiatly on edge. She shot up out of bed and got in a fighting stance as she looked around. She noticed that it was eather early or late out from the little light coming in from the window. Looking around the room she found that one she was fully clothed in the clothes she remembered wearing and two her duffle was at the end of the bed. "What in the -" she heard a knock at the door.Only Skin Deep 76 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Hey! I only paid for one night! You have to wake up!" she heard Jesse's voice from outside the door. "You hear me in there? Get up!"
She went to the door and opened it. "What's going on?" She asked.
"I only paid for one night." he said looking down at her. "I had to make sure you didn't sleep through another night."
"You paid for my room?" her mind was still foggy from sleep.
..."Because you were dead asleep. I couldn't wake you up." Jesse told her looking frustrated.
"Oh... Sorry." She turned back into her room. "I'll
The Heart of A Rogue: Part Two"If you Really wanna knowThe Heart of A Rogue: Part Two8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
she comes here a lot
she just loves to hear the music and dance."
I Couldn't help but follow her. She was dangerous ever since he'd left. Not exactly dangerous to anyone else but volatile to herself. No one at the Mansion knew Anna Marie like I did. Anna was the first girl I saw. Actually saw. The others like Kitty, Jubes, BoomBoom , they were all just girls. Messing around. But Anna, no Rogue, was the first girl. I don't really know what was different about her. Even after he showed up we would always talk. Okay so maybe it never really amounted to much, but she still trusted me right. When she came downstairs to talk after midnight. Sometimes Id be playing a game, others, id be just thinking, and shed come down and start talking. Not in the least like Kitty does, but more... I don't know Anna like. Speaking softly, hinting at somethings, being so very blunt about the painfully obvious. Sometimes she'd tear up, but she never actually cried.
only 110 billiononly 15 years ago in Emotional More Like This
is just a way to tell you
you're only 1.
Only Skin Deep 5...Only Skin Deep 56 years ago in Fan Fiction
Fight the good Fight was buzzing out of the speakers as Becka drove down the highway. "So. What's your name anyway?" she asked tired of not having anything to call it- him?
"Well right now I'm Eli Flores." he spoke nonchalantly about the person he was ... imitating?
"No." Becka shook her head. "I mean what is YOUR name?" shw asked again. She needed conversation to get her mind off of how tired she was. The pounding in her head had decreases to a gentle thruming because of the pain meds. So now she was just bone tired.
The skin-walker was hadn't answered yet. Becka looked over to see him looking out the window. "What? You don't have a name?"
He sighed. "I had one, once." he deadpanned. His voice was emotionless.
"So you don't have one now? What happend? You forget it?" Becka asked curious.
"I wish." He whispered to himself. "No."
"Look Guy. I'm gonna need something to call you by or I'll just be calling you Skin-walker." Becka was tired of his cryptic answers.