why?Why do you wear black?
Because I like to.
Just because I do!
Why do you seem so sad?
Because that's how I feel on the inside.
But why is that?
Because I can feel my insides die.
Why do you cut your arms?
It's from the past when my life was full of horrors.
Why do you hide them then?
Because I don't like to see them.
I ask why do you need to know?
Why do you care?
Just leave me alone!!!
looking in the mirrorI hate looking in the mirror,looking in the mirror5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can see everything wrong with me,
Ever flaw is there for me to see,
My mind won't shut up,
It won't let me be.
Too big in some areas,
Too small in others.
Why would anyone want me?
I don't know, the reasons I can't see.
So many scars,
I try to hide them,
I hate when people ask questions,
I hate the memories.
They ruin my skin,
I miss the smoothness,
I miss looking in the mirror
And not seeing them.
I don't see myself as attractive, beautiful or even pretty,
Is that wrong?
I hate looking in the mirror and seeing every flaw,
Please don't think I want pity,
Because I don't.
I just want to be able to look in the mirror and see beauty, see good in me.
EscapeI'm trying to escape,Escape10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
trying to get away,
trying to ignore what they do,
forget about what they say.
No move I ever make,
can ever be one right,
every simple thing I say,
always starts a fight.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
the way I'm supposed to be,
the thing is your slowly killing me,
why can't you see?
I'd really like to run away,
where someone would understand,
to someone who could see my pain,
and gently take my hand.
FlawedInsecurities.Flawed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming at me,
clawing at every inch
of my body.
That little voice inside my head
sounding strangely like my own,
tearing me down,
from the inside.
Each hate-filled blow,
hits harder than the last.
Each self-inflicted cut,
hidden in shame,
nonexistent to the piercing eyes of others,
visible only in that lonely mirror reflection.
little dotted lines drawn
over every flawed bit of me.
Not pretty enough,
There is not a perfect inch
within my being.
Why can't I be beautiful?
Francis and Zoey prt 1For at least the third time that day, I counted my food supply. And for the third time that day,Francis and Zoey prt 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
it showed that I couldn't stay were I was any longer. I sighed and slightly ground my teeth.
Hardly any food, almost out of ammo, and alone. Could my luck get any worse? I glared at the wall
as though to blame it for all of my problems. Sighing again, I stood and made my way to the door.
All I could hear was the sounds and moans from the infected outside of it. Loading my guys,
I took a deep breath. I knew the town, I had grown up in it after all. All I had to do was
beg the Gods that the gas station down the road hadn't been cleaned out and there was a way
to contact the rescue I needed. Checking around, I grabbed my favorite backpack and stuffed it
full of medical supplies and ammo. I looked around and found my last pair of clean jeans and
my favorite shirt. It had been a gift from my best friends before they had left. Pulling on
my hoodie, I packed the clothes and the last of my food. Sw
Francis and Zoey part 5He just stood up and pocketed the ring. "My reasons. Besides, it needs to be cleaned before youFrancis and Zoey part 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
wear it. What if it had the virus on it?" He asked me. I glared at him and stood up. "For your
information, I'm immune. How the hell do you think I made it this far!?" I raged at him. Lunging
towards him, I reached for the pocket that held the ring. He swatted me away easily, and just
acted as though nothing had happened. I glared at him, tears welling up in my eyes. "Give it
back now!" I snarled, standing and lunging for him again. He just side-stepped me and ignored me.
Louis and Bill just turned their backs to me as I stood in the middle of the room, tears streaming
down my face and rage in my eyes. "You will give it back to me right NOW!" I shouted. They all froze,
then continued what they were doing. I stood there, my mouth slightly open in shock. Spinning around,
I charged out the door and into the street. If I had been thinking, I would have grabbed my gun. If I had been
Francis and Zoey part 6"Please dear god Bill, fix her." A voice danced around outside of my head. I couldn't tell if I was imagining it, or if it wasFrancis and Zoey part 67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
real. "I'm trying my damndest son now shut up and let me work." That gruff voice, harshed by years of ciggaretts, I knew
that voice. "Bill?" "Thank god she's awake." That one, that was Louis. Cracking my eyes open, I quickly blinked away the
harsh light that wanted to blind me so badly. Looking around me, I saw Bill working on the wounds that..that...witch had
given me, although I would have loved dearly to call her another name.
Louis was hovering over his shoulder, worry written all over his kind face. And in the corner, the root of my situation, Francis.
Slightly groaning, I tried to sit up. "Oh no little Missy, lay your ass back down. Let me finish up here. You gave us quite the
scare with that little stunt you pulled back there. Almost lost you." I shuttered at the thought of dying. I had made it this far,
there was no way I was going to give up and croak
Francis and Zoey alternate endI stood up, grinning at them. Honestly though Zoey, we need to find a way out of here. Bill said, slightly pink in the face. I glanced around and made my way over to a table. It held guns, ammo, and a few other things. Louis, check around and see if there are any bags around here. We will need them to carry food in. Francis, get your lazy ass off the ground and stop smirking at me or I swear that will be the last time you ever kiss me. You go look for food. Bill just stared at me. What? I asked innocently.Francis and Zoey alternate end6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Who put your little butt in charge? He growled with a small smile. I shrank back with a lopsided smile and shrugged. Well, you were distracted. So I just kinda took over? I asked. He just laughed and started searching around. I made my way over to the few trucks that were parked in the shed. As I began to siphon the gas from them, the men were hunting around for other items we would need. Sauntering over to the ta
Francis and Zoey part 8The chirping of birds, sunlight on my closed eyes, it seemed like a normal day for me. I could have missed one of my classes, and been calling my friend for the notes. Opening my eyes to the harsh sunlight, and looking around the cramped safe room the horror that is reality slammed down on me. It was enough to make me bite my lip and curl up in a ball on my side. So many things had happened to me since the infection had started. I had lost my family, my friends, everything. Stiffling a groan, I sat up and stretched. Bill was already awake and smoking his first cig of the day. Louis and Francis were still fast asleep, and neither Bill nor I felt the need to wake them.Francis and Zoey part 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Smiling at me slightly, Bill gestured for me to sit next to him. Sneaking around my snoring friends I sat down beside him. He stared out into space as though I wasn't there. "We'll be at the compound and safe zone by sun down." He told me. I nodded. We had seen the dwindle in infected and a few signs that pointed to an arm
Daddy DearestDaddy dearest,Daddy Dearest6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm not really how you expected me to turn out am I?
Life is incredibly funny like that, or a pain in the arse depending on which way you look at it.
I remember back when you lived in the flat and I asked you how you'd commit suicide. We were bouncing ideas off each other for my story, you know, the one that changes so often. You said you'd step out in front of traffic.
I mean, I'm the bane of everyone's life at the moment, aren't I Daddy? I'm the thorn in everyone's side.
The teachers are starting to give up on me again, with good reason. Should I give up too? Is that what I should do Daddy?
My first memory's of you, Daddy. I'm in your arms. You're padding my little feet across the floor and watching me giggle my little head off. Mum's there too. I can't remember the last time you and her smiled in the same room without him there.
I remember when you and Mum parted ways. You were in the living room, remember? I was in the kitchen packing my lunch fo
Perfect ActorEvery day I put on a smile,Perfect Actor6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And say that everything is fine.
When all I want to do is frown,
As I die a little inside.
I can be the perfect actor,
I can make people believe that I feel something, while I feel the opposite.
But hey it makes them feel better,
And that's all that matters, right?
I might be able to put on a show in front of people,
But when I'm alone I break down.
But they will know that,
I'll just keep smiling when all I want to do is frown.
I can be a perfect actor,
I can smile when I want to cry and frown.
But one thing that gives me away is my eyes.
They show that I'm not happy,
They show me being hold under water, as I drown.
No one realizes that I feel the opposite of what I show,
I guess that I'm just the most perfect actor.
Every day I can put on a smile,
And say that everything is fine.
When all I want to do is frown,
As I die a little more inside.
Choices Make Us Who We Are It's not that I ever stopped believing. It's just that I stopped believing. I stopped believing that he ever cared about me in the first place. I was messed up, broken. He should have destroyed me, tried again from a new vantage point.Choices Make Us Who We Are6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You'd think that after awhile, I would have just forsaken all of it. Just chosen not to believe, but if I didn't believe, then who could I blame? I mean, sure, I blamed everyone else on the face of the planet. I blamed my dad for being stupid and not being there. I blamed my mom for being overbearing and over protective. I blamed my stepdad for his temper and my stepmom for hating me. I was in no shortage of people to blame. I blamed everyone except the man in the mirror, because it really wasn't my fault.
So, yeah, I blamed God, too.
I had alwa
Francis and Zoey song fic(AN: I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG OR THE CHARACTERS!!!..sadly...lol anyway, I'm taking a small break from my fanfic tale of Francis andFrancis and Zoey song fic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Zoey. I have a slight case of writers block on it so I decided to write this instead! There is a hidden meaning, that if you ask me for, I might just
tell you. Also, if you guess it on your own, cookies for you and you win this :icongummybearplz
"So, I hear Warren wants you to sing tonight since the band canceled." Emily said, poking Zoey. The brunette sighed and nodded. "It's not fair
though, he knows that I don't like to sing in front of the guys. What will they say? Rattler will give me hell about not telling him, and Louis will
just tell me I did a good job. They pat me on the head like a kid and keep drinking." Zoey replied, glancing around the bar where she worked.
It was full from the promise of a local band playing, but sadly, the band couldn't make it, and the crowd was getting impatient. "He's not there,
as usual. I don't know why your
ScarsI got a couple more scars to add to my collection.Scars6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate these marks on me.
People think that I do this to myself but that's fiction.
Really? What do they see in me?
People say I just want attention,
But that's not true.
I don't show off my scars,
I hide them.
I wonder what they would say if they believed that they are from you.
My scars blend in with stretch marks,
But I know which ones are them.
For some reason my scars won't fade,
I'm getting tired of seeing them.
I got some more scars to add to my collection,
I got three on each side of my back.
I'm not even going to tell people about these ones,
They won't believe me anyways.
They say that all I want is attention,
But that's not true.
I wonder what would happen if people believed that they are from you.
I'm In Love With YouI'm In Love With You6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I found you, one day in July.
I didn't know you, but I thought you were gorgeous.
You were perfect, to me you were stunning.
That day in July, I became so happy.
I had you, for my girlfriend.
Now, 7 months later, I'm still happy.
I have your kisses, your hugs and your smiles all for myself.
I won't share you, I can't.
You're mine as I am yours.
These feelings you give me are so unreal.
It's more than lust, more than a crush.
It's even better than I thought, better than I heard about.
I've got something to tell you.
I'm in love with you!
The way you smile and the way you laugh.
I fell in love with you, your personality.
Not for the way you looked, but for the way you are.
For the way you acted and I love the way you make me feel.
Now let's tell our story to the world.
Of how we met and fell in love.
Some people say I'm a kid and what I'm feeling isn't true.
'Cos people say teenagers can't fall in love.
But let me tell you, it really is true.
I've never felt this way before.
And I don't
-she seeks solace-1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the crevices of her mind
because it's the only place
where innocence still remains;
and it is the only place
where she can think
without the corruption of the world plaguing her mind.
Fancis and Zoey part 9We followed the two towards the compound that had been set up for the survivors. John and Chod kept up a steady pace, talking quietly to each other as we walked. Every now and then they would glance back at me and Francis and keep talking to each other. I looked over to where Bill was and raised an eyebrow at him. He just shook his head and gave me a look that said to keep my mouth shut. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I just moved closer to Francis. He shot me a sideways look and wrapped a protective arm around me. I stiffened at first, but slowly I felt myself relaxing in to his embrace. Francis? I whispered. Yeah Kitten? He replied softly. I slowed my pace, looking over to Louis and Bill.Fancis and Zoey part 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why are you guys trying to keep me away from them? I asked them. The glanced away, shuffling their feet and shrugging. Kitten, it looks like I have to be the one to tell you. Not many females have survived the Infection. Its mostly men who made it. F
Burnt LoveShould I stay here, locked?Burnt Love6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in this turmoil;
Taking all the blame
listening to your excuses
listening to your complaining
when I could be anywhere
when I could be with anyone
My answer is yes
I'm accustomed to the pain
I know that within you, my monster man
there's a beating heart
which knows how to love
how to sustain our undying flame.
It's a matter of time now
Not all girlsNot all girls wear Nail PolishNot all girls6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Every girl does not love diamonds
We all have our likes, and desires
You rarely see me with a lot of make up
Fake eyelashes, and curls aren't my thing
I don't have to be like the others
Scarves and high heels,
do not look so good on me
Sneakers will do just fine.
I wouldn't spend a dime
to buy the newest pair of boots
I don't follow the "newest" trends
We don't always look the same
It's not a requirement
Not everyone loves being tan
Bikini's and mini skirts,
look so cute on some
I will continue with the jeans I'm in
DarlingMy darling,Darling5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's funny how I'd die with you,
Yes I'd die for you,
And they thought,
You left them all alone,
But you never said so oh how I wish you'd drop the gun.
Yes I wish you'd drop my gun,
It was never intended for you head,
No your guts can't spill out,
It's funny how they thought you left,
Oh my darling,
How my darling,
Are you doing?
I hear it's not too well,
Since I left your head,
And I'm sorry.
Oh I'm sorry.
Yes I'm sorry.
Hushbe quietHush5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't you dare make a sound
close your eyes
close your mind
no one ever has the time
dry your eyes
fake a smile
poker face cause your on trial
hide the cuts
wish on every single star
bite your tongue
clench your fists
no on needs to know your wish
bind your chest
pack your jeans
smile when you make a scene
Dead Instinct pt 8I watched Francis stutter and mumble, fiddling with his fingers and the blanket that covered his nakedness. His brow furrowed and I thought he would have just sent her away.Dead Instinct pt 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Um, okay. Claire, when two people love each other, he glanced at me. They decide they want to have a baby. Together.
She nodded. So Im going to have to have sex to have a baby?
Francis cleared his throat and smiled in response. Yeah, but you wont be having a baby anytime soon.
Claire smiled, but gradually it faded into a frown. But, Uncle Francis, what IS sex?
Uncle Francis? I exclaimed. They both looked strangely at me and I blushed. Sorry, I mumbled. I just felt like an idiot for not realizing that.
Um Okay. You know that private part? The secret cave?
Well, when a man needs or wants to get a woman pregnant, he plants his seed inside that cave. And then, a baby grows and grow
At Odds.I suppose there is something of my polar opposite tucked away in me.At Odds.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Critically analyzing tearing away the very essence,
shearing away layer by layer...
To compare to this and that,
to dismiss, to outwit, to outcast...
The divine light and gift,
the glory of my own.
Within us all not to be hidden, but to be shown.