Hellraiser: Dangerous GameDangerous GameHellraiser: Dangerous Game6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been a long day for Kirsty as she was walking back towards her apartment after what seem like forever and wanting nothing more than to take it easy and relax.
Today seem to have taken the life out of her after having to attend her husband's funeral and then having the after party to attend, taking everyone's grief and support before everyone finally left and she was allowed to go home for the night.
The whole place seems so quiet and empty, almost void of any life at all now with her husband dead and she a grieving widow left in its' place.
Well not so much in grievance, more like glad to have finally get rid of that scumbag she had called her husband. And good riddance, she thought as she step in and went towards the kitchen to grab herself a cold bottle of wine.
She stood in front of the fridge and saw the picture taped there of her and Trevor and taking it off the door and holding it in her hand.
She could not believe what a fool she'd been thinking she knew ab
bambi eyesthe word pretty suited him rather than the word handsome.bambi eyes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he was coffee-table sex and a fake smile.
youre naïve, he would say, but i like that about you.
(i never thought my naivety was a good thing
until he started telling me it was.)
he was sitting on his bed in a oversized sweater
and blue jeans.
he had one hand gliding up and down the neck of his guitar
while the other was strumming the strings.
last night i had a dream that you were happy again. i said.
he stopped playing and looked at me through his thick-rimmed glasses.
it sucks dreaming about things that will never happen, doesnt it?
yes. it does.
he is the boy who stopped cutting his hair
because change began to scare him.
his sungold skin turned grey
and his bambi-eyes rolled to the back of his skull.
thats when i started wearing black.
he was small in size but big in heart
and the cobblestone streets are starting to seem
empty without him.
The Black Parade Ch. 6The Black Parade Ch. 64 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 6 - Mirror, Mirror, On The Chain...
I stopped just outside the front door of my office building, breathing out the stress of the day. I spent the afternoon studying and testing out different facial techniques for this portrait Maria's forcing me to create. God I hate her. Everyday I was hounded by her, and everyday was just the same. Nod and say nothing or get fired.
Maria's idea of artistic freedom was bullshit.
But all things aside, today wasn't going to be a complete waste. I was meeting up with Randle at his place tonight with a bottle of scotch and a boat load of emotions. And with everything going on, I couldn't wait to get wasted.
Though, before then, I had something I wanted to do. Ever since the little "incident" this morning with the woman on the street and the silver eyes in the office, my curiosity had peaked profoundly. Especially concerning the man with silver eyes.
During my lunch break I clicked onto Google and tried to see what I could find, using the li
Volleyball Drabble One day in Gym class:Volleyball Drabble7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Got it! Torin called out as he backed up, keeping his eye on the volleyball rocketing down from the ceiling. The brown-haired student grimaced as he realized that the ball's angle of descent wasn't quite what he'd thought at first. Er... maybe...? he muttered, backing up further.
A voice came from behind him. Torin, watch it!
He half-turned, tripping over the bottom bleachers he'd miscalculated their distance, as well and almost crashing headfirst onto the student who was sitting on them.
Holy crap... Sorry, Kage, Torin breathed, staring at the wide eyes beneath the dark hair of the young man he'd nearly fallen on.
Kage let out a breath and shook his head. It's fine. But Christ, Torin, sometimes I wonder if
Look Alive, SunshineLook Alive, Sunshine4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Look Alive, Sunshine
PART I - V-Formation
She stared out the window in silence, watching the rain as it pounded hard against the glass, thousands of tiny hearts beating to some forlorn cadence. Somewhere far above her, beyond the clouds, the moon hung, a cruel portrait of serenity in a world of desperation and chaos. Chaos...
the first word that came to her when describing herself.
It had been nearly a decade since the death of the Killjoys -Party Poison, Jet Star, Fun Ghoul and Kobra Kid- her family. They had taken her in, and had been her brothers, her guardian angels. She had never gotten over their passing, and now, as the raindrops hammered against the walls and roof, she felt more alone than ever.
The girl glanced over her shoulder, her eyes meeting those of Doctor D, and nodded.
"Alright sunshine, get your stuff together and we'll be out of here. This ends tonight."
She took one last look out the window, then spun around and made her way to a small desk in th
FFM15: Agent BlackI make a HALO jump from 35,000 feet out of a Raptor, and the ground looks no different from the sky. Above and below, there is only an endless expanse of black, dotted with tiny twinkles of light. Gravity shows me which way is down, and I keep an eye on my altimeter as unseen Brazilian soil rushes up towards me. I'd feel more comfortable about the whole thing if I could at least see the ground, but I dare not risk detection.FFM15: Agent Black4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I dive in alone, with no traditional weapons to speak of aside from my knife and wits. I'm this country's worst nightmare, and I don't need guns or bombs. My technology is older than all of that, and far superior. Even the Nazis looked into it, though their work pales in comparison to what the American government has done with the idea in the past decade.
The altimeter begins to blink in the dark, and I deploy my parachute, drifting slowly down into the barren fields of the Amazon wasteland.
Feeling LonelyI'm often lonelyFeeling Lonely9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm never alone
I have friends
I have people who support me
You could say I have it all
Still I feel lonely
That's who I am
The lonely girl
Looking in from the outside
On the precipice of loss
Yet I have it all
You can say I am lucky
To have what I want
Yet nothing can replace the loneliness
The feelings of hurt and despair
That's what it means to be alone
All on your own
Always feeling small and insignificant
The lonely girl that I am
All alone and on my own
Quotes 20"I always describe myself as a timid, quiet person, but for some reason my friends always say I'm loud." (stubs toes on the door) "OW! MOTHER FUCKER!"Quotes 206 years ago in Humor More Like This
Absence and FondnessIf absence makes the heart grow fonder,Absence and Fondness11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
distance makes the soul up and wander.
With miles between us and your voice in my head,
I can't talk back so I listen instead.
An empty lonely bed makes me cold before I sleep,
no one to hold me close, no where to wrap my feet.
Insomnia embraces me where your arms should hold me tight,
I up and leave my bed, too lazy to fight.
When morning comes it brings with it distraction,
out of the house is social interaction.
But on my mind you play looking for affection,
I can't help my soul wandering in your direction.
Being alone makes me sad and I try not to ponder,
being with you now would make my heart grow fonder.
With Tea + OrchidsTea.With Tea + Orchids8 years ago in General More Like This
It all started with tea.
I never really liked tea, but I guess I just never had an open mind for it before.
But either way, that night changed a lot of things about me. Or at least made me realize the way I thought I was wasnt true.
For example, I realized I really liked Healing Chai tea that night.
It looked like water that had been dyed a light auburn colour, & the rim of the cup seemed red from the herbs.
The taste was sort of light & tangy & had a faint trace of ginger root & it made my tongue tingle slightly.
I hadnt really been paying much attention to the tea at the time though. It wasnt until much later that I actually started to pay attention to what Id been drinking for days.
One of the other things I had realized was that I really liked orchids.
The white ones; with the lavender centres.
Of course, the most important thing I realized was the fact I was gay.
But maybe I should start from the beginning
It was a cold, wet night No, I
My hellMy hell11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I closed my eyes
when you said it was over
and I released my breath.
The same breath I once swore
I breathed for you...
And as my eyes roll back
into my head,
I see my world corrupt.
No beauty in my life
if you're not in it.
So I hold my breath
count to my infinity.
And my hell takes over
as memories block happiness
from entering once again.
Bleeding AngelBleeding angel don't you cryBleeding Angel10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bleeding angel don't you die
The tears you shed
Blood tears instead
Your wings have been broken
Your words have been unspoken
Blood runs down your pale white skin
Is this the end
You battled heartache
Something no one could over take
Where has cupid been
I thought he was your friend
Bleeding angel look at the sky
The sky,before you die
Please don't pass away
As for this is your last day
In my heart
As you broke apart
In The DarknessIn the Darkness of the rising sun, the burning sands, and the demons runIn The Darkness10 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You think you have everything you need, but don't you see, you don't have me
You see me absolutly yet you fear me resolutly you love me more than you see, beutifull you will be
These blood stained tear dripping down my face, the bleeding sweat, the rushing years
Never take... the dark gift... unless you truly understand
We are one to the mothers hand, our one true queen, beyond whats seen
My first born child, My final breath, Into the flames, My madness set
In these dark days come the ending of our ways
On your own you learn whats new, hunted down by those of few
The demons fangs approaching where the beauty sang
The covens old with none to bold, hide away from the human fray
but still the blood begins to flow
Time has no meaning, never age, feel the power of the healing
You see me absolutly yet you don't fear me how can this be, you don't love me as much I see, Now you have been set free
DS- Star GazingSteve?DS- Star Gazing6 years ago in Teen More Like This
Don't you ever feel like... our life is nothing but a simple love story?
Steve's lips twitched into a smile. A love story?
Yeah, Darren adjusted his head in Steve's lap. Don't you ever feel, I dunno,
The two young men were lying on the roof of Darren's house, as they had many nights before, observing the stars as they twinkled and sometimes even darted across the sky.
Steve pursed his lips. You mean... like a character in a novel?
Exactly, Darren said. Like our plot is already set out for us and each turn and choice we make affects the other characters and can set them on a new path in life and-
The brunet glanced upward.
Steve smiled. You're describing God.
Darren's eyebrows furrowed and then he laughed. I suppose I am, aren't I.
Either that or an alien.
Darren readjusted himself again, his left ch
Seven Deadly Sins - Wrath 1.Seven Deadly Sins - Wrath 1.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Wrath (Ira) : may be described as inordinate and uncontrolled feelings of hatred and anger
Since his birth, Tate was full of wrath. In his veins flowed the venom of this feeling uncontrollable. All annoyed and irritated him and made him want to hit the first person he would cross. Everything. Especially his fucking mother. This minx who only cared of the look the others might put at her and which imposed him her lovers night after night, year after year. Men who were hanging before her as if she was a goddess, men who were no better than the crap left by dogs in the street. Right now, a man had broken his family just for her beautiful eyes. This Lawrence, who had killed his brother. Young Tate holds a howl of rage. This man had taken the life of her beloved brother and he would make him pay.
The sound of the alarm sounded in the room the young man. 7:00 am. The time had come. He banged violently on its clock, its members were driven tremors and his gestures were uncontrollable. T
CompleteLooking at herComplete10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You would never think that shes been through so much
so much pain
but its there
underneath her smiling face
her laughing voice
but its there.
Its just hidden from the world,
and even from herself.
Who is she?
Shes a dancer
A girl who loves many
and wwants to be loved
Shes a dreamer
Shes everything she wants to be
If only she could see it
Then she would finally feel Complete
In the Last SecondsIn the Last Seconds11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Stand with me, friend forgotten
watch the brilliant show
stay awhile as the sun fades way
linger to see it go
Listen here, friend remembered
as the others run
they're clueless to their deprivation
they're missing all the fun
See this now, friend forever
all will pass away
Recall the state that I once held it
and why I dare to stay
Laugh at them, friend of mine
watch them as they flee
they desert a place that was their home
and leave it all to me
Hear the engines, loyal friend
as they fly to space
Not another soul remains now
in such silent grace
Behold the star, as my friend here
see it kiss the ground
feel the roar and awesome thunder
that tear without a sound
Stand beside me, courage mine
in this final blast
for I stayed, amidst the moments
to see my homeland's last
In the last seconds before destruction
When even the birds that have lived for centuries give up hope
What thoughts can express, what words can say the feeling in such a moment?
When the sunset carries destruction upon
My Dead Lesbian DogMy poor dead lesbian dog,My Dead Lesbian Dog11 years ago in Ballad More Like This
Died a sad lesbian death.
She was just drinking egg nog...
Laced with crystal meth.
Because of her over-dose,
She is now lesbian dead,
What I miss most,
Is stroking her lesbian head.
Now she's in doggy heaven,
(More likely doggy hell)
She died at the lesbian age of seven,
Feeling unlesbianly well.
Now she is lesbian gone,
My dinner is her lesbian remains,
And so she'll live on,
In me-- when I eat her lesbian brains!
RiddlesUp! Down! All around!Riddles13 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the air or on the Ground!
Spinning in place or going round and round!
What am I?
Bobbing here, bobbing there
Sucking life, floating in the air
frozen, blasted, its not fair!
What am I?
Rice inside, but not a pot
eat from it, you cannot
doesnt work if there is a clot
What am I?
You can't control it, its hard to hide
but hurts you lots, if trapped inside
in spite of this, a wonderus thing, that will collide
with other things in life
What am I?
Copys you, but not alive
only works when you are inside
with celings and walls, it does bounce and collide
What an I?
It helps you think, but not a cap,
Makes up songs, stories and raps
Freshens up after a nap
What am I?
Quotes 3Carl: Mr. President, I am asking you to treat me as an equal citizen as God treats us as equal children. And if you tell me no, then I swear, I will say "fuck this country" and I'm moving to Canada where they HAVE gay marriage and their maple syrup isn't flooded with corn syrup! D8Quotes 37 years ago in Humor More Like This
I Love Everything About YouI look at you with tears in my eyesI Love Everything About You11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You turn your head in shame
You hold your hands over your face
You think you are to blame
Your wrists are like your note-pad
They're covered with your pain
The scars they burn so deeply
Just above the vein
The razor blades are just like pens
They write down your very mind
They release your pain and anger
That's hidden from the naked eye
You only wish to leave here
To forget all your sorrow
But you refuse to let me down
With no hope left for tomorrow
You strive on toward the blank of nothingness
For you have no reasons to
But you can't quite seem to understand
How much I would miss you
Even if I'm ignorant
You see not of what I feel
I feel for you with all I have
What I feel for you is real
I love your very essence
I love your smile, your eyes
I love your voice, your being
Nothing of you I could despise
I can't hold you here forever
I can't keep you long
I figured maybe we'd be together…
But all I have is this song…
In Memoriam - MariSilver wired windows riddle the webbingIn Memoriam - Mari4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of some crafty fiend above me, sinking,
On his furled bedmate drinking, drinking;
The crawling sea beneath me is ebbing.
You could hear the waking birds chirrup
To the bustling hefty storm just outside,
Jolting their nests where they reside
As if to be asking, "What's all the stir up?"
Now, most of the curling clouds are gone,
And Heaven's spears gave Earth its blood;
Low on the ears, easing up around dawn,
The very last bolt reverberates to a thud...
My wandering memories so often dwell,
Firmly grasping to the Stave of Hope,
Though now she's not within my scope
I can never endure the hardest farewell.
Vapid are the halls without a sound,
Vapid now as to fill a vagrant soul,
And through that dusty fixture's bowl
The twitchy light eyeballing the ground.
And a one-one, two, one-one, two...
Rhythm of knocking past wooden bars
Fades down the line of aged boudoirs;
Sad drones within on walls to lean to.
Peering, folded, distantly grotesque
Karl Marx Had A Nightmare...Karl Marx had a nightmare and I woke up in itKarl Marx Had A Nightmare...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My name is number 10 and I'd be pleased to sell you drugs
Some disease to fill your fabricated need to decease
Newspaper headlines can't read
Between the friendly lines you can see
bullets for every body
Edgar Allen Police search for 3
cockroaches seeking refuge
from the Red and the White Man Blues.
Puritan work ethically cleansing benzene brains.
The outpatients are impatient,
awaiting their prescription: poison bliss.
They tiptoe the unspoken space
between each vassals emptiness
and speak to people who may not even exist.
The economy of kings
and their preceding heir lies
who have hijacked the ground
up to the sky
down to our lives.
Inside these walls