WishesWishes12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I don't pray no more. I wish. Daddy says I'm a sinner but I don't care.
Maybe I don't have to care about nothing no more. Even if I did, I don't have the energy.
I'm tired all the time now. And I have to be strong enough to make my wishes.
I throw pennies in the fountain in front of the children's hospital. Not the regular pennies though. Ones I find on the floor. Heads up. Cause that means all day long ill have good luck. That means my wishes might come true.
I say wishes, but I only wish for one thing, really.
I don't pray no more. Momma cries about that sometimes. she thinks I'm a heathen I suppose. Some people say it. Maybe I embarrass her. That's why she cries. When I asked her "If god was real why would he do what he's doin' to me? I always went to church. I was a good boy. What'd I ever do to god?" she cried more. I think it was cause I'm right. But I didn't smile or nothing I just went on over to her and hugged her around the shoulders.
That's what daddy does when she cries.
For the Good of the Team - 3For the Good of the Team - 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For the Good of the Team - 3
C-Cyrus, Saturn stammered.
Saturn. You seem to be succeeding in most of your attempts. Cyrus walked into the midst of the battle. Please withdraw your Pokemon, I dont think youll find them necessary.
Professor Rowan drew himself up with dignity and did so. Hubble stared, but slowly did the same. Tethys looked nervously at Saturn, who had reflexively raised his poke ball. Then he lowered it. Then he deliberately raised it again and quietly commanded his Toxicroak to return. The grunt followed suit and edged a small step closer to the blue-haired commander.
Professor Rowan, am I correct in assuming that you have brought the Pokemon? the tall man asked.
Ive made little actual progress with the equipment in my own lab, but I do have them, Rowan replied, drawing out three ultra balls.
Wasting Away In BetweenWasting Away In Between11 years ago in Typographical More Like This
"just walk into the light "shut your mouth and close your eyes
or keep heading for the black for darkness you have a knack
if you're looking for delight" you're the devil in disguise"
said the trickster in my back said the trickster in my back
"choose the realm where to go: "choose the realm where to go:
three headed demons that attack three headed demons that attack
or pale angels that think slow?" or pale angels that think slow?"
said the trickster in my back said the trickster in my back
"shut your mouth and close your eyes "just walk into the light
for darkness you have a knack or keep heading for the black
you're the devil in disguise" if you're looking for delight"
said the trickster in my back said the trickster in my back
Lady in WhiteLady in White11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can still feel you like the prickle of my hair standing up in the cold.
I turn around and see nothing…..nothing.
But you will come back! I know it!
My heart tells me so…….
We were meant to be.
Don't think I didn't see you, standing with her.
Not standing, really…..sitting….laying.
You sounded so different with her than you do with me….
You were happy, satisfied…….not disgusted.
My hands shook when I first saw you: I wasn't strong then.
Now I can take it: I know she means nothing to you.
I'm your world…because you were mine.
The metal--it was metal, wasn't it?-- felt strangely good in my hand, but the feeling alone didn't satiate me.
Not even when it rumbled, belching out its insides towards you.
It spit up something: I remember!
It hit you, and FINALLY I heard it: your moans.
Moans I hadn't heard from you in years.
Moans louder than even that woman had given you.
And thinking back, I still smile.
I gave you pleasure then, didn't I?
You fell to the ground in pleasu
: I wish :** Please listen to the song listed in my artist comments below as you read this to get the full effect from the emotion that i'm trying to portray in this. I promise you, it will be worth it.**: I wish :7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Its ok Its ok to cry. I did not expect any less of you. Its funny. I did not think Id be so sad. And I regret it. I regret it already. But hush now. I dont know how long this breath will last. Just give that reassuring smile. Please lie to me, and just say it will be ok. That Ill be able to see you smile like this every day. Tell me that I wasnt selfish.
Remind me how we met. How you held onto me. Those warm summer days I will never forget. All the happiness that we shared. Tell me that Im just falling asleep. And hold me as if I was. With your fingers gently against my cheek, your eyes full of that strange emotion. I am sorry I guess thats too much to ask right now. Its ok. You can hate me. I understand.
OutmodedOutmoded10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a pick-pocket cigarette, first of the day, meets my lips
with the shock of the afternoon-daybreak sun.
a single chance of impression, careless as the blurs
passing by, lands amongst the first to jump at it
and when one's clever enough to see above the rest,
the maddening roar of everyone else
is just enough to drown any incidental gleam,
dreams of what they should have been.
now I sink in unseen corners, shroud myself
behind imaginary one-way mirrors, scribbling
as fast as possible, capturing it all, save for
when I am far too lost in it; myself a victim.
are these to be encyclopedic rolls of the tongue
like soft-blip, rhetorical representations with just
enough candor to be passed off as an epic catalog
or am I dribbling a false self-titled endowment?
Confused Mixed FeelingsConfused Mixed Feelings7 years ago in General More Like This
Token lifted his head up from his bed, yawning tiredly as the lights shone in the doorway of his room. Another morning another boring morning. He yanked a shirt on and left the room, thinking of where he might go next in that long white hallway. There were so many locked doors so many places he could start. But first, he needed to get something to eat. Hopefully, Ace was making breakfast. Reluctantly he passed Dezzis room on the way to the kitchen. He heard excessive moaning, which made him stop a moment.
Why am I doing this? What do I care if hes having massive sex again?
Token tried to convince himself that he cared not for Dezzis sex escapades. But he couldnt resist a peek. Carefully, he peeked in the doors crack into Dezzis room. Well, this was new. Dezzi was once again topping someone, but it was an unfamiliar face. All Token saw was the other mans bright purple hair before he got a sick gut feeling. Token twisted around and he
VertigoBrain fills with dizziness,Vertigo11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come to my senses,
It is impossible.
Drawn to this horrible blurred vision.
I've poured out everything to be straight,
Unsure if it's safe to stop the spinning in my head,
Cracks sliver up and down.
Pain begins to draw in;
Air around me is fading into desperate seizure.
I'm about to fall,
fall into this dark abyss.
Hands seem to be far away,
as I drift into forever silence.
Forgotten by my friends,
without a lending hand to guide me out of this fate.
Still I sit on the top of the Ferris wheel,
going in the same direction.
In this unbalanced world,
I'd never did get anything out of it.
It confuses me with its twisted way,
how I envy people who enjoy the divine life,
Able to feel the perfect balance in their paths.
Dreaming about the suicide that will befall me soon,
Guide this shining arrow to my heart,
End this in one swift blow.
Unless someone pulls me out,
out into the pasture,
Open fields to breathe freely once again,
to feel the sun that shines.
What Dreams May ComeA spoon traces reality's wake,What Dreams May Come10 years ago in Open More Like This
leaving behind ripples of that material you hold of so dear.
Lazily bejewelled spectres drift after,
all consuming behind veiled greed.
Lavishly they take their fill
of your ill dreams.
Never Ending, Ever Spiralling stairs send you
to the places where hope begins.
Ghostly dancers reside on pedestals of jade,
serenading in place amidst fluted rose pillars.
Beneath cigarette filters
their feet beat out a precise rhythm.
Disapproval splatters like rain. Soaking discarded the prom dresses
of desolate angels, resplendent in their despair.
Ebony Eyeliner runs ragged down pale cheeks
as rain pelts lifeless eyes, from whence tears come to mingle.
Abandoned, they trace their sorrow in imperfect blue lines;
emptily they wallow in forlorn and forsaken dreams.
A glib word and beautifully turned phrase
glow forgivingly in soft dawns light.
An ever expanding, all encompassing feeling
hits you like a pillow-padded train.
An ember inside of you turns to conflagration
dance for an endyou shot me to feel cleaner about yourself, ya your the dirtiest one around.dance for an end9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
my body did the best that my body can.
You dance cause you know that its the end, I should have had the trust in my friends.
You blew everyone's tires, and walked bragging about how you destroyed someone who you said you admired.
It's the end, you should know by now how to love yourself.
You light the fire that burns underneath our feet.
She was my angel, but my angel got tired of lying around.
Im doing the best that I can to hold back.
You know what I say.
Youll see what i'll be
PaixãoPaixão9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seus olhos se fecham...
Tudo ao seu redor para...
Seu corpo se eleva...
Agora apenas o seu coração te pulsa...
Apenas ele te guia...
Pelos vales, pelas montanhas, pelos oceanos e mares...
Pelos verdes campos... pelas terras inexploradas e jamais vistas...
As pétalas de rosas que caem...
Os raios de Sol que resplandecem em seu corpo...
A leve brisa que desliza em seu rosto...
Tu és levado no ar como um lírio do campo...
Desliza suavemente... a cada movimento... a cada suspiro...
Uma sutileza ... pairas com a mais pura maestria...
Com a mais pura leveza e autodomínio...
O belo raiar da manhã...
As folhas de outono que caem... o cheiro do carvalho...
As nascentes que deságuam... as vidas que nascem...
A cada milha tu sentes que a felicidade está mais próxima...
Tudo ao seu redor tornasse mais claro... mais intenso...
Suas asas angelicais se abrem...
É como se tu fostes uma divindade e ao mesmo tempo a própria beleza encarnada...
É como se tudo na sua vida tivesse apenas um únic
Tough Noogies.shiimiimiimii: Gabe: No more head.Tough Noogies.7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
shiimiimiimii: Gabe: NO. You do NOT-- Just NO.
boorawr: Ryland: BUT I NEEED IT.
shiimiimiimii: Ryland: No more Guy Ripley, then.
shiimiimiimii: Gabe: B-BUT... THAT'S THE ONLY WAY I GET TO SLEEP. ;-; YOU HAVE TO DO IT.
shiimiimiimii: Ryland: Tough noogies. ]:<
boorawr: Gabe: "tough noogies"? are you fucking serious? what kind of come back was that?
shiimiimiimii: Ryland: Hey. Hey, this is NOT the way to get Guy back.
boorawr: Gabe: OKAY FINE. jesus christ. i'm SORRY. there.
shiimiimiimii: Ryland: ...Nope. Sorry, Gabanti, not good enough.. I think you're gonna have to.. ah.. ~points to his netherreigions~
boorawr: Gabe: -sigh- okay fine. but do THEY have to be watching?
shiimiimiimii: Me: YES.
shiimiimiimii: Ryland: Hey, she says yes, so.. ~undoes his belt~ Get to it.
boorawr: Gabe: -grumbles- the things i do for Guy.
boorawr: me: -whips out video ca
The WolfI knowThe Wolf7 years ago in Open More Like This
I know now why on cold nights when all the warmth of kin and kind is gone
And Howl with all they are
At the pale and lonely moon
For this is what they are saying
"We are alike, you and I,
Both lonely, both alone
Let us be alone together
Me beneath the sky,
Where you seem to live
Where no star is as lonely as you and I"
And sometimes, on certain nights
There comes an answer, not from the moon
But from those kin and kind left far behind
"Never think that we have forgotten you,
You are one of us
We share the same blood, the same pain
Yours is ours, though we be far apart
So take heart, lonely one, and remember
Without you, we are lonely too"
sasunaru5"Sasuke-teme are you sure about this?" Naruto asked hesitantly. "Don't worry about Naruto trust me I could support you." Sasuke reassured Naruto.sasunaru58 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sasuke and Naruto were going on a roler coaster made for couples where they have to stand up with the saftybelts one in front of the other. This is some how attracted Sasuke and took him two whole days before he was able to convince Naruto it would be safe to ride.* "Are you sure?" Naruto asked again. "Yes Naruto it's perfectly safe and you'll have me to support you as well." "If you say so Sasuke-teme." Naruto said and got on in front of Sasuke.
The adviser that was there to help put on the saftybelts looked at them weirdly before helping them. After the adviser left Sasuke snaked his arm around Naruto. Naruto blushed so much you would have thought his head ws a tomato. "Sasuke-teme! What if someone sees?" Naruto asked as quitely as his voice would allow him at that moment. "I don't really care anymore. If they see they see." Sasuke said, "A
LaughLook at the depressed girl,Laugh9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She laughs to hide the pain.
Is that really why?
She might be like me.
Maybe she laughs because she means it.
Because when she's alone she just can't,
No matter how hard she tries.
Because when she's with her friends it's something special,
Because that's where she's happy.
And that's where she can laugh.
Happy girls cry sometimes, right?
Then why can't a sad girl laugh with her friends
Without hiding the pain
That only exists in loneliness?
.Abuse.Broken hearts hurt way too much,.Abuse.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heart starts dying, tears and such.
I don't know why this hurts like hell,
I hate it when you scream and yell.
Through my eyes, it was all so dark,
I tried to hide those scars, that mark.
Get away from me, I want to be alone,
Especially when you hit me, and even break a bone.
You push me back, as I fall to my knees,
I don't know what to do, how to please.
My friends were all right about you,
But I was lovestruck and had no clue.
It's over now, but I lie 6 feet under,
During the rain, during the thunder.
He sets flowers on my grave, full of regret,
Something like this is hard to forget..
Mary Had A Little DollMary Had A Little DollMary Had A Little Doll8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mary had a little doll
She dressed and fed it well
She kept it dry when rain would fall
And thought it rather swell
Her little doll, so sweet and kind,
Accepted gifts so graciously
But Mary dearest kept in mind
The pain the doll stored viciously
While on a walk one sunny day
Mary and her doll did spy
The Preacher of the church, and prayed
An exorcism he'd not try
But he caught sight and flipped a fit
And Mary felt not well
He cursed and flailed and flipped a fit
And said shed go to hell
So Mary took her dolly home
And with a spiteful air,
Cut a slit in dollys dome
And stuffed her with the Preachers hair
13 days her hatred grew
She waited very patiently
And fed her doll a special brew
That she had made meticulously
And when the moon rose in the sky
Mary was equipped with pins
For Preacher, Mary said, must die
For insulting dearest dolly-kins
So she stuck the dolly full
And found she was quite exhilarated
And when the morning bell did toll
growing up in florenceIt was not that there were no other men in the stylishly sluggish life of Franz d'Epinay. It was simply that to the young and luminous blonde Parisian, to the day of his death only one boy would ever matter. Many fruitless endeavors were made to correct this on the streets of Florence when he was alone; his skin took in a healthy amount of sun that summer and it felt so fresh and foreign to him that he thought, on all those afternoons, giggling into the mouths of boys under friendly awnings, perhaps he had found a new addiction.growing up in florence9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"He doesn't have a father." Whispers were exchanged privately for that most infamous high: the one that results for one with a listening audience. Eyebrows raised, not disapprovingly but considerately in the event of enlightenment. "It makes sense, then."
There was one older boy specifically who could not seem to keep away from the young Monsieur d'Epinay. Franz hadn't caught his name; Monsieur Lucas, was it? Monsieur Dupont? In any case, he had forgot it. All
Broken GlassThis life we lead is broken glassBroken Glass8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Strewn upon the road that we must tread
The signposts that we pass
Form our only common thread
There is pain inside my weary feet
Because the glass is buried deep
the smell of my sweat is sickly sweet
And from my soul, this blood does seep
Dripping on the pavement,
The path which I must walk
As I wonder what my life's meant
It seems the stones themselves could talk
"We bear the burden of your footfalls
Through the dark and dusty years
We have heard your soul's anguished calls
As it faced into the darkest of you fears
Yet we mind it not, simply the path are we
The line upon which all our lives are drawn
Only this, all we ever hope to be
No aspirations far beyond
Just simply stones that make a road
Not so different from all the others
Yet this one alone have you strode
This alone of all it's brothers
Though we are ill-tended in our disrepair
You've deigned to grace us with your tread
To walk our glass and smoke-stained air
You've dared to stay when other
AloneAll AloneAlone8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No voices to be heard
Just the music on the radio
And the ballet of the raindrops
Falling on my windshield
A symphony of silence
Humming in my ears
Heaven - CarnivalChildI know that he's not perfectHeaven - CarnivalChild8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At least he's mine.
I know that he's no angel,
But all the same he's still divine.
He's always in my heart, just as often on my mind,
It's for him I string together this small rhyme.
So to hell with all your judgments
On the fact that we're both guys.
Only a fool could say that love's a crime.