my mother says i'm angrythe bruises on my knuckles aremy mother says i'm angry5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lilies of the nile, blooming in black and blue
my mother says this is what you
get for being so angry,
this is why no one will get close to you,
it's because you are an angry soul
so i hang my head, hang it up with
clothespins, the kind that hurt when you
clip them on the sagging skin that
swallows the bends in your fingers hard,
so can i just ask you why it turns red
the second you let it go,
can i just ask you some questions and hope
to God you can't answer them,
like what is it with
girls with trees for names
and why do my legs
hurt when i think
and how do you know
when i'm full of shit
and when are you coming
to my house
to sit on my couch
and laugh at my face
and sleep in my bed,
because it's wednesday and i don't want
to write nonsense words on my
calendar and make myself feel like i'm
busy and just let
take you away.
Letter to a FriendI'm actually glad you died.Letter to a Friend10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
You didn't deserve what this life did to you. It was hard to notice the pain at such a young age. At first I thought it was rebellion. Not until much later did I end up realizing it was more like desperation. I rode your rollercoaster for quite some time, but soon it brought me down and I had to get off. Still, thanks for the ride.
Do you remember German? I swear we'd spend the entire class period searching our dictionaries for any and all swear words and dirty phrases...and we'd use 'em, too! And there's no way we'll forget our teacher, Hitler's grandma. We used to laugh when she'd yell at us for saying, "Alle Deutsche Maedchen sind haesslich!" We didn't care that the only reason we thought that was because our books were printed in the early 80s. (I mean, come on. Everyone was ugly in the 80s.) However, my two year stint in Germany sure proved us wrong. Those Aryan hotties would've made you take back things you never stole!
As long as I knew you, making fr
Ode to My Deceased Teddy BearOde to My Deceased Teddy Bear11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
An Ode to My Deceased Teddy Bear
My poor deceased, old teddy bear
I fear you've passed away
But do not fret, oh teddy bear
for in my heart, you'll stay
My teddy bear, dear teddy bear
you left with sudden start
and though you're stuffed, oh teddy bear
a knife went through your heart
And so here you lay, sweet teddy bear
and I hope you're not in pain
for if you are, my teddy bear
I'll still leave you in the rain
And then you'll be soggy, teddy bear
your stuffing all over the street
the garbage will come, sweet teddy bear
for I fear I must be neat
Only till Tuesday, old teddy bear
and then they'll take you away
To the landfill, my friend teddy bear
the place where old teddy bears stay
But do not mourn, tame teddy bear
for there'll be others there
many just like you, teddy bear
so many no one will stare
Forgive my temper, teddy bear
and Rest in Peace, my dear
I was aiming behind you, teddy bear
and I guess I placed too near
The kidnappingHe'd put the forty-watt bulb in deliberately. Its dull glow filtered through layered fumes and added just the right touch of atmosphere.The kidnapping10 years ago in Humor More Like This
Three thousand bloody words.
He swore and sucked hard on the spindly, hand-rolled cigarette. The raw, bitter kick at the back of his throat nearly made him choke and he spluttered, swallowing the reflex and the smoke and holding his breath until red lights danced in front of his eyes.
In the corner the girl cowered, limbs crunched tightly against torso, her weeping muffled.
The cigarette dropped into last night's coffee mug with a faint hiss. Grunting heavily, he reached around the desk, fumbled another paper and carefully pinched a tiny wad of tobacco.
Not much left. Damn.
Two of the joss sticks had gone out. He relit them with his lighter, savouring the burnt sandalwood that thickened the atmosphere. The laptop's shine was muted, but the nearly blank white page was beginning to be irritating. Licking parched lips, he checked the word count. 166 Word
time.time.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
time is an illusion,
brought on by man,
when it is endless,
it is thought to stop,
time keeps going on,
even if you are here,
That Punk Rock FeelingShe walks down the street,That Punk Rock Feeling9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Headphones in her ears.
Angry music playing loudly,
To keep away her tears.
Her hair is short and messy,
Her black polish is chipped.
Her combat boots thump loudly,
Her goodwill jeans are ripped.
She likes her rough fashion,
Ahough she hates her face.
It masks her emotions,
Her hearts delicate as lace.
Yet she grins at passersby,
Who stare with pure disgust.
She leaves them speechless,
Coverde in her dust.
Dark RomanticHe looks out to the starsDark Romantic7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And he thinks of your eyes
How, even in the darkest nights
They glisten so brightly and beautifully
He stands at the edge of the tide
And he misses the passion
That he can only know
Just by being near you
He does not ride a steed of snow white
And he will not compose a sonnet
Never will he stand at your door
Carrying a box of chocolates and roses
Your love is like the blood in his veins
The only thing keeping him alive
And every night you sleep alone
He dies a painful death
He will tear down the gates of hell
And rip the devil apart
Face the wrath of all Gods and deities
Just to wipe away your tears
And if your heart was broken
He would pull out his own
And offer it to you freely
So you may live on
His words are of macabre
But his soul is only of love for you
He is your strong-in-heart poet
Your loving dark romantic
Lost LoveDid you know?Lost Love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It takes a minute to like someone,
and an hour to love someone,
but to forget someone takes a lifetime.
Well its true.
Cuz it describes what happen when I met you.
You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see,
but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel.
Its just not possible.
Just like I can't stop the rain from falling,
I can't stop my heart from loving.
Thats why I can't talk to you anymore,
its not that I'm mad at you,
Or that I HATE YOU,
its just that when I talk to you I realize how much I love you
and when I realize how much I love you,
I realize I can't have you and that kills me.
If only I never met you.
If I never met you, I wouldn't like you.
If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you,
but I did, I do, and I will.
And I cant do anything about it.
Its like no matter what I do,
I never seem to get close to you.
Thats why I'm pushing you away.
Cuz I want my love to die today!
I want it to
Broken MirrorI am not,Broken Mirror6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What you see,
Although you may indeed,
Choose not to believe
I am a fabrication,
Built to make you smile,
So you don't know that I lie
I am not,
As strong as I seem,
And it is not laughter,
That in my eyes gleams
I am a tale of woe,
And one of sorrow,
So weak that I can't lead,
I can only follow
I am not as whole,
On the inside as out,
I am full of misery,
And so full of doubt
I am nothing more than illusion,
A master of it, I am,
I hope that you don't notice,
I don't expect you to understand
Pieces, big ones and small,
Force me to my knees,
Again and again,
Force me to crawl
Lurk underneath my surface,
Making me feel incomplete,
Making me feel worthless
The silver sheen which covers,
Hides my secrets within,
Keeps from you my shame,
Keeps from you my sin
But, if you look closer,
And come nearer,
You will find I am nothing more,
Than a stained and broken mirror
jlp June 1, 2009
Letter to my HeartbreakTo my Heartbreak,Letter to my Heartbreak5 years ago in Letters More Like This
This is hard to write, but I have to. There is a lot I need to get off my chest before it eats me alive. I know you won't read this, may never even see it. Even if I sent it to you...
For months, almost a year, of my life, I've given. My time, my heart, whatever you asked that was in my power to give. I've made time for you, gave you room in my heart. And at first, you seemed to as well. We talked for hours on the phone, online, everyday. When my cat died, you canceled your plans and spent time with me.
You've told me that you care about me, very much, that you're very fond of me. And when you're drunk, you tell me you love me. You tell me, "IloveyouImissyouIwishyouwerehere." But never when you're sober. Oh no. When you're sober, you hide everything behind this wall of almost smarminess. When you're sober, we're just friends with benefits. You tell me you can't say it, that if you do, you'll break. Well, you've already broken something. My heart.
You see, I let you li
Of Love and PassionHe talks of loveOf Love and Passion6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the physical expression
of that love.
He longs for her touch
and tells of her lithe body
to his long lean fingers.
How they tangle up
in the sheets becoming
He knows love is of the mind;
it is of the soul.
His heart knows it's soulmate.
He knows that their sparring,
even when they argue,
is a love language.
He knows that those words,
even spoken in anger,
are a prelude to passion.
The music of love comes from
the mind and the dance of love
is of the body.
He longs to fulfill her
to fill her with himself.
As he slips inside her warmth
he longs for her to be inside him
to slip inside his soul.
Donatello's 'A Christmas Carol'“Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'? In the lane, snow is glistenin'...”Donatello's 'A Christmas Carol'1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
With each wire that he realigned, Donatello felt his frustration rising. Only one mile he had left to find yet another misplaced mutagen canister, and of course, as his luck would have it, he slipped and fell on a sheet of black ice. Down his beloved tracker went from his grasp and, as he remembered it happening in almost slow motion, it crashed against the concrete with a sickening thud. The tracker that he had worked hours on to design and build. The only source they had to find the missing mutagen and prevent anymore dangerous or unnecessary mutants.
“Gone away is the blue bird, Here to stay is the new bird...”
The dreaded sound of Mikey's blaring Christmas carols pounded against his fatigued brain. Didn't Mikey know how hard he was trying to concentrate on fixing this device? Of course he did, Donnie assumed. That's why he was doing this; just to annoy his brother, Donatello. He cheri
Z-Parasites Mission 2 Part 2 -final-"God, will you shift over a bit? I've got barely any room here!"Z-Parasites Mission 2 Part 2 -final-3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mat looked up, staring at me. I raised my eyebrows and glanced back out the window, carrying on eating handfuls of crisps. "I'm just saying, I've barely any room over here!"
"Hm, wonder why..." Radwan sneered, twitching his head slightly. I couldn't see his eyes through his stupid fringe, but he was probably glaring at me.
I went red and kept angrily stuffing crisps into my mouth.
"Hey, cut it out you lot!" Hector sighed from the front seat, glancing over his shoulder and glaring slightly. Radwan scoffed loudly and glanced out the window, mumbling under his breath.
"I wasn't doing anything," I mumbled, licking my fingers slightly, "I was just saying..."
Mat glanced at us both awkwardly, sighing gently. "Uh, are we almost there?" he asked, glancing at Katie in the driver's seat.
"Almost," she replied, glancing ahead, "Now would probably be the best time to go over the plan fully, with us all here."
I glanced away from the
Bullet For My ValentineThe glass is half fullBullet For My Valentine8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The glass is half empty
The glass is shattered in a million pieces
The glass is full of blood
Am I foretelling the future?
Will all be lost in the end?
How sweet is a bloody rose to your lips?
Does the copper give you a high?
Will you really lay back and watch him do it?
Look at the mess you've made already
Is indirect homicide really going to make it any better?
No one has to know
No one has to know
But how then will you keep what he has saved for you?
It will be lost if you perform this operation
All will be lost
You will never live it out
ScentScent6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you smell like green leaves
just torn from the earth
spring's pungent scent
daubed behind your ears and knees
where it beads like morning
on the pale iris of your skin
you taste like lush worlds
plucked from the garden
spring's verdant wine
kissed upon your lips and tongue
where it blossoms in the soft crush
of your hot house smile
Eternally YoursAt times it seems as ifEternally Yours6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it were only yesterday we met.
The time has passed so quickly,
days, months, even years, becoming
a blur of a shared reality.
Others dream of a love like ours.
Timeless, perfect, true.
Never was there a doubt,
we were meant for one another.
There can be no others,
not for us.
Our hearts, our souls,
so deeply entwined
one about the other,
it would be impossible to know
where one begins,
where the other ends.
All around us, others age,
their love, their beauty
fades, withers and dies
like the roses in winter.
But we do not,
ours is a love to outlast time,
and I will always be...
you are indigotoday i wrote a story about us,you are indigo6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i crumpled it up and threw it away.
today i cried three buckets of tears,
one for me and two for you
because i feel you deserve more than i do.
today i didnt see you, but i wanted to.
i used to smile because i thought it made you smile but
shortly after meeting you i found out that
the only reason you ever do
is because you are constantly .
will you ever get tired of living a life of over-doses
and nights you cant remember
faces you cant remember,
hangovers you wish would go away.
one more hit of acid and you're legally insane.
i havent touched you
i mean, really touched you
in so long and
if i could go back in time i would.
now i tell you how you cause thunder and
lightning in my heart but all you do is
smile that drunken smile.
(you're not making this any easier,
but i dont think easy is what you want.)
you remind me of indigo,
the color in the rainbow that everyone overlooks
and i cant keep p
When It EndsI hope you cryWhen It Ends6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A thousand thousand tears
Of pain and misery
In suffered retribution
For all the sorrow youll cause me
I hope you lie
Upon our broken dreams
That the shards may cut your flesh
And bleed you dry
As the desert I shall wander
I hope you die
With not but memories of faded joy
To dimly light your way
Unto damnation eternal
And I, master of that realm
I hope you can forgive me
When love becomes twisted and deformed
Until unrecognizable by heart or soul
But not lost
I hope you find peace
And love once more
Festival Fever pt. 2Festival Fever pt. 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was the day before the festival. Everyone had been hard at work preparing for it all morning. Now it was mid afternoon and Ten-Ten had invited Sakura, Hinata and Ino to her house for the monthly club meeting of the club they had started for female ninja only.
Where could she be? Ten-Ten wondered. Ten-Ten, Sakura and Hinata were sitting in Ten-Tens living room waiting for Ino. Maybe she got caught up at the flower shop or with her decorating team. Sakura suggested. Even if she did she should have been here by now. Ten-Ten replied. Fifth-teen minutes later there was a knock on the door; Knock, knock! There she is. Ten-Ten said getting up. Ten-Ten opened the door and saw a horrible site.
Ino, what happened to you!? Ten-Ten asked astonished. Ino walked in and dropped herself on the couch. A whole bunch of guys came in wanting to buy flowers for their dates. She answered. Inos clothes were torn, she