Sometimes...Sometimes things hurt more than you knowSometimes...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes things don't always show
And sometimes when things swallow you whole
The world doesn't seem so cold
Hold me in your nightmares
And remember life's not fair
When darkness no longer is your friend
Remind yourself it isn't the end
I will whisper your name in my sleep
Pretend I forgot when I secretly keep
And even when sometimes it hurts to be alive
We can remember what it was like to thrive
That Wicked ThingOh, what be this substance that makes me feel so warm and flushed on the outside and yet so cold and empty in my heart?That Wicked Thing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It be not ice. For ice, though imdeed it chills the inside, leaves the skin numb, and my flesh quickens to wound from before.
It be not fire. For though fire burns the skin to pain, it also warms the soul with bright passion and life, that which mine lacks.
Oh, what be this substance that I abhor and yet drink in like water to my thirsty mouth. How can I be so chained?
I am a fool! It be love for HER that binds me so, that burns me and numbs me for lack, mocks me and my ignorance.
The Pubescent JokeGirl with the long black hair,The Pubescent Joke4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will you ever know I care?
Youre never to be touched or held.
How can I with your heart meld?
Girl with unending smile,
Would you stay with me a while?
Of course, you never look my way,
And I cannot make you stay.
Girl with the wit so bold,
Oh what power oer me you hold.
But you say we both are kid,
And my affection thus stays hid.
Girl with beautiful voice,
How I wish I were your choice.
But your words are to my dismay,
Whenever that I look your way.
Girl with heart of gold,
No one else makes me so bold.
Alas, when we work together,
My wit seems weak, as a feather.
Girl with the
GotL: part 10"S-Sha-..." I squeezed out, and then the man kneeling next to Shax's body looks at me "do you know this man?"GotL: part 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"something tells me that you do" and he gets up and walks in a circle around me, scaring me to death. Then looks at the metal connectors on my arm, and he taps it with his sword, "what is this?"
"why should you know? Its classified." then a girl goes and holds her dagger to Shax's neck, having me spill it, "m-my arm was cut-"
"keeping your arm intact?" then he goes to the other people and then they begin to walk up to me. Just then, I hear Rufus scream, which distracted the men, which then gave me the chance. I grab
LOH: Prologue "Draft Two"It was a calm and quiet evening. The moon shined brilliantly upon the dancing waters of the river. Gentle breezes brushed through the branches of the mighty trees of the forest, creating a harmonic symphony of rustling leaves. Fireflies dotted the skies, flickering like candlelight. The howling of wolves could be heard and echoed in the distance, replied by the gentle coo of an owl.LOH: Prologue "Draft Two"4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
In the center of the symphony of evening calm was a small, humble home nestled in the quiet depths of a clearing near the forest. It seemed to be a seedling among the many tall and ancient trees encompassing it. It was life; waiting to grow, waiting to learn. It
LOH: Ch. 1 "Draft One"CHAPTER 1LOH: Ch. 1 "Draft One"4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Life So Far
So, I guess I just got this journal I guess I should start writing about myself, yes? Anyway My name is Phoenix. Phoenix Thaella. Yeah My name is pretty strange, but I guess thats what makes me unique, huh? But, anyway I live with my mom and dad in a small house in the woods. Actually, just on the edge of the forest, but I guess we cant be too picky about it, huh? Anyway, I have a brother, too. His name is James. Hes admirably strong, but the blade of his sword is no measure of his intelligence, no matter how sharp it is. No doubt, I take after mom more than he does. I
vellicate.i achevellicate.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way a snowman melts-
drip by drip
i am losing myself.
holding onto you,
was the worst thing i could do;
and so i held tighter,
and let my hands burn.
oh, you let my hands burn.
we don't smile
at the streetcars
because they smell like
that reminds us too much
i don't want to catch on fire,
i don't want to be ash;
but i'm a moth and you're flame,
don't let me wither away.
oh, you let my hands burn.
The WarShe ran through the pages of her mind,The War2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time and time again.
But nowhere did she find,
the page where she split into two.
A bright light shone,
Illuminating the better half,
The half that was still her,
A smile for girl she always was.
And in the darkness,
The other half stood proudly in the shadows.
The half that she didn't recognize,
A smirk for the girl she locked inside.
Through the pages she rushed,
Searching desperately for the triumph,
Where the light breaks through the shadows,
But the pages grew darker.
And into the darkness she wondered,
Flittering between both versions of herself,
The war inside tore at her
a colored piece of string A piece of colored string was all that held my memories to me. Once upon a time he had given it to me, couldn't afford a real necklace. Still I treasured it like the brightest diamond. That little purple string holding my heart hostage. Its more gray than violet now but it still has the same effect on me. I doubt even death could take it from me, no matter how hard his dark fingers pulled.a colored piece of string2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
First Year at Band CampMusical instruments were always so cold compared to the warm sweaty hands that held him, even on a hot and dusty practice field. The taste of metal and the smell of fresh cut grass was pleasant in a twisted way. The oddity made the sound of pep band music all the better.First Year at Band Camp2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In my sophomore year of high school, I had gotten the chance to experience that one little moment for a full week. I was chosen to go to the Masonic Shrine Bowl band camp for the first time during that summer. I was a quiet, anti-social, small town girl. With all the band members from all over Kansas, I was overwhelmed. The entire band was almost larger than my high school.
Letting Go of the MemoriesI can't believe I ever let youLetting Go of the Memories2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Walk out on me
I'm tryin' hard to let you go
But it's killing me
And I know that you needed to
See from another view
And I know that you want to prove
You can make it on your own
(You will make it on your own!)
I know someday I'll reminisce
and it wont hurt at all
But first I'll have to experience
the hardest fall
'Cos I know that you needed to
See from another view
I know that you need to prove
You can make it on your own
(You will make it on your own!)
The hardest part of letting go
Is waking up alone
And now I am falling apart, cos you let me go
and I'm falling asleep alone
Sometimes I w
Why?Why. Why would you throw me aside, like a piece of trash? What have I ever done to you? I lay here in this narrow alley, stomach rumbling for food I do not have. You beat me, the smell of alcohol on your breath. You let children throw stones at me and yank my tail. All the water I ever drank was stagnant and warm, and all the food ever consumed, if any, old and moldy. I cried myself to sleep each night, tears running down my muzzle. The drafts were terrible and I often fell ill. Then you decide to abandon me here, my bruised, bleeding skeleton, hacking and wheezing.Why?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why? Why would you do this? I am a living creature, one of God's creations.
Forest DescentLet the pre-winter air indulge your nostrilsForest Descent3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take in the presence of the haze and fading dreams
Slip past the oozing slime, that is a snake persona
They won't hiss, they will only shiver in the tree hollows
Feel through the trees as their rough bodies give no reaction
Past lives weigh on them as if they've never soared to heaven
Wonder how the branches have grown tall so effortlessly
For all their pride, they won't fall and let the wind have its victory
Kiss every orange, red, and brown leaf that lives under God's doorstep
They will endure the first week of frost like prisoners in a foreign land
Listen as autumn's era and all of
Home: Chapter 10 - The But....I'm looking around the mall as if it were a foreign country. I've only been to the mall a few times and I usually let Bea drag me around to her favorite stores. I'm on the second floor and I realize I must look like a little kid who lost their mom or dad. Deciding it's best to sit, I plop myself down on the nearest bench and wait.Home: Chapter 10 - The But....3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bea and I went to her house after her lessons to change and now I'm wearing one of her halter tops and a skirt. And let me tell you, it is not a very long skirt. Bea suggested that she do my hair and pick out my outfit. She tried to persuade me into wearing make-up, too, but I declined. And I swear she sprayed me w
Wolf SongBy the shadows we hide,Wolf Song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until the dark night unfolds.
We chase the moon when its at its fullest,
And we are guided by stars on the lonely nights.
We are known as the heart of the wilderness,
But to some, we are thought of as the bringers of death.
Tonight we sing to the night,
Our song of glory,
Our song, of sorrow.
Gathering flowersI gather flowers for your graveGathering flowers3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Under the late summer sun.
My basket is not yet full.
Our child asks why it is
But I cannot answer.
First snowfallFirst snowfallFirst snowfall3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
An old nest is
LonerLoner3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel
my bare feet blistering.
I should have worn shoes,
but I like the way it feels
to have sand sift between my toes.
It gives me a sense of reality.
is beating down on me,
my face is probably red.
I'm sweating so much
that I can't tell
if that wetness from my eyes
is sweat or tears.
Because I am alone
in these miles of desert.
Nothing around me
except the sand
and the unrelenting sun.
had long disappeared.
In the middle of nowhere,
but the heat
and the sand
and the sun
to accompany me.
Despair is close.
My feet hurt.
I know that I am cryin
Always ThereAlways There3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Shining so bright
Brighter than a star
But why does it seem
To always be so far
I want to know
And I want to see
How of all in this world
You came to me
Little old me
Nothing more than a dot
In the world we know
Whose nothing than a thought
But she says her smile
Brighter than the sun
Always when she's near
All your sadness is done
It makes me proud
To know I have you
As a friend or family
No what matter goes through
I have never seen such a person
One like you for quiet awhile
Who can warm the world
With just one smile
Never have I heard
Such a beautiful voice
Such a breathe-taking melody
what vampires DONT doWHAT VAMPIRES DONT DOwhat vampires DONT do3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2. fall in love with girls that only complains
3. drink animals blood
4. live where people know that theyre vampires
5. read books like TWILIGHT because theyll get offended
6. greet their girlfriends to their family who are capable to drink peoples blood
7. play baseball with their girlfriends because the girl doesnt even like it
8. actors play their role of being vampires, vampires are meant to be `inhumanly beautiful`
9. drive flashy cars to draw attention to themselves
10. but one thing they SHOULD do is drink the blood of pathetic authors that think its OK to change the personality of vampires!
THE NIGHTMARE: chapter 4 CHAPTER 4 "poor pup"THE NIGHTMARE: chapter 43 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was a friendly, eerie night. The air was cold to the touch. The pack returned home with no success. All their faces were frustrated at the night's events. Arrow leads the pack back to the cave.
Arrow's the alpha; he's a really dark brown, almost black in colour with ember eyes. He's full of muscle under his slightly curse coat. He's a full grown adult, very strong and experienced so isn't scared of much.
Arrow got to the cave's entrance then jumped on the ledge above it. Zero's face drops as this is his place. Arrow got higher up to show his author
White DiamondWhite Diamond 08/20/97White Diamond3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Above the clouds, the wind...
Is streaming through her massive mane
Flowing through her mighty long tail, rustling in her silver-lined feathers,
This Pegasus of my dreams, for me will not fail...
Aye! She shall take me on speedy hooves
And strong rippling muscles, moves...
With an easy, light-footed grace.
My beautiful white and silver lined treasure, a wonder to behold.
Full of pure energy and force.
She sets the pace.
The White Diamond...
Blindingly great is our Warrior bond.
She takes me to where I've only dreamed...
Or...So it seemed.
For she, and only she,
As powerfully beautifu
The WolfThe Wolf 10/16/91The Wolf3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the pale moon hides,
And the wild wind wails,
Huge drifts these wild winds ride,
And over the tree tops, the night hawk sails
The white wolf, a survivor, sits on the world's far rim.
He howls, and it seems to comfort him.
The wolf is a lonely soul
Achieving friendships, His lifelong goal.
No beast in the wood, 'nor bird in the tree, 'nor Man at will
But shuns his path in the windy gloom.
They give him plenty and plenty of room.
They step, they stand from him, far away still.
So he sits with his long, lean face to t