Invisible GirlShe walks down the halls
She is pushed and shoved
She seems smaller than others
She looks at him with her best friend
Shes not the reason he laughs
She wishes he would remember her
Remember the summer together
I am the invisible girl
Do you Remember?Do you Remember?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you remember...
our times in the woods?
the things we discovered?
the way we explored each other?
Do you remember...
the way you said happy birthday?
the cries when it started to hurt?
how you said I'd be yours?
Do you remember...
the fights over silly things?
the unspoken "I love you"?
Do you remember....
the night you left?
our last phone call?
my broken heart?
Do you remember...
1Last Song I Will Send Ur WayOne Last Song That I Will Send Your Way1Last Song I Will Send Ur Way6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I guess we're back to where we began.
My curiosity and concern of where your life is going,
Not wanting to care, but somehow I do.
I think I might finally understand,
how the rain would prove you right,
As I sat back and doubted what you knew,
You could always tell me what I now know,
And I finally feel as though I can see above you,
After all this time.
But now for once, I don't want your comfort,
But I want to give you help,
Your insane sanity is no longer in order.
I could always smell the alcohol on your breath,
I tasted the addiction with every day life would bring,
I believed your words and now I know,
you were my addiction.
I gave you the power to take away my tears,
when I couldn't find the strength in myself
I gave you everything that I needed for me,
I had nothing when I left.
No, this was never going to last.
The nights spent awake and dreaming of your eyes
never looking in the mirror to see my own,
Your songs became my story, a
You'll never knowI'll never tell you how much I miss youYou'll never know5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not now, not ever
I won't tell you how I cry when I think of you
You won't know my sorrow
You'll never know how much I hurt
I won't let you see me cry
Nor will you see me weep
I think of you all the time
And it hurts so much
I still love you more than anything
But you'll never know
Memories are all I have and ever will
Their mine to keep
I'll tell all but you
Dreams are where I see you
My heart is where you'll always be
I love you always but I don't want you to know
It hurts far too much
Night thoughtsLying on the floorNight thoughts6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wrapped in darkness
Dreaming about life
About the past
About the future
Thinking about happiness
And about hate
All at once
In the black pit
That is my mind
Night Before Christmas: Christmas Fanfic Challenge" 'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse "Night Before Christmas: Christmas Fanfic Challenge3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Okay. So there was a creature stirring. Two, actually. But, in the spirit of Christmas, humor me.
"Artemis, just stay there." Paula Crock's voice was soft but sure through the cell phone receiver.
Artemis looked with disbelief at nothing in particular, continuing the conversation with her mother.
"Mom, its Christmas Eve!"
"At twelve-thirty, it isn't Christmas Eve anymore, Artemis."
The archer then took on the tendencies of a normal teenage girl, answering with a slight whine.
"Artemis, stay there. You sound exhausted. God forbid you fall asleep on the way home. Just stay the night, okay?"
Artemis mumbled something incoherently.
"Có, mẹ." Artemis repeated tenderly.
"Just make sure you're home before ten a.m., okay? Tôi yêu b
Strength Within YouWhat doesn't kill you makes you stronger. *Strength Within You4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Life's not easy, it's not meant to be.
We need only to hold on longer
To what goodness we still can see.
Deep in even the blackest night,
There always remains a faint spark,
One small trace of still shining light,
We must find to see past the dark.
This hardship won't last, but more lies ahead.
With each trial we face, we must find,
Our thoughts of grim tides we despondently dread
Too often take over our minds.
People forget, fall away from the truth.
They assume hope prevails no more.
Once they see the light and, unswerving, persue,
They find so much to be thankful for.
Unchanging, it stays, a standard true.
It leads through adversity deep.
Be wise, seek for it, and it will find you.
Stay strong, and that light will you keep.
As misfortune o'er takes all you hold dear,
Find the good in each trial you face.
Seize it quick, hold fast, when the end feels near.
You'll make it and fears will erase.
Don't lose the light, keep it firm in your heart
save yourself before you drown.I promise you I'm tryingsave yourself before you drown.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but I'm slowly breaking apart.
I never knew that life was like a game,
press one wrong button
and you'll be broken forever.
I've had enough of you,
but I can never let you go.
You've always owned my heart,
I might as well just save myself before I drown.
You may as well just forget me
because I'm just another chord to a broken song.
A WishA teary eyed child looked into the eyes of their molesterA Wish4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And wished for death
A brown eyed child fingered his ribs and ignored the rumbling of his belly
And wished for food
An overweight child stabbed his hand, blocking the taunts of others
And wished for acceptance
Tell me, what do you wish for...
A soldier fought with his last breath, watching his comrades die
And wished for peace
A Muslim tried to run away from the people who thrashed him
And wished for equality
A nurse watched another baby die of cholera, haunting her sleep
And wished for clean water
A prostitute cried as she watched an executive pay for her body
And wished for an education
Tell me again, what do you really wish for...
A mother holds her daughter's hand as she dies of cancer, smiling
And wished for mercy
A son hates when his parents argue, and ignore his existence
And wished for love
A step daughter runs away from home with blood running down her legs
And wished for innocence
A cousin orphaned shifts fr
Gone Forever, Part 1I stared at Batman like he had just slapped me in the face. "H-he's dead?" I didn't realize I had said the words until Batman started talking. Or at least it looked like he was. I tuned him out, staring into the grey distance. Here are Batman and I, talking in field outside of Central city as it rains. Batman is trying to tell me Uncle Barry is dead. Gone to the world. I won't listen to him. It's not true. "He can't be dead!" I shout. Or I think I did. I stumbled backwards, and land with a thud onto the damp grassy plain. Uncle Barry and I used to go here all the time. During our races. Pain overflowed my body slowly, the aching feeling of loneliness spreading finally to my heart. Barry meant everything to me.Gone Forever, Part 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
Pretending.Every day I notice my mistakes,Pretending.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every day I make the same ones,
Every day I live in a fantasy
Every day I still pretend.
Pretending is one thing, But
doing it every day becomes a skill.
I am an actress,
You wouldn't tell.
Act like the group
Show no emotions.
I continually tell myself.
It works. Nobody notices.
Finding a way to blend in is easy,
Keeping pretending is the challenge.
I am as real as the next girl,
Even if I pretend
Five years we've been together, This group and I
I thought they all would see past the plastic smiles.
Twelve years I have known two of them there.
Even they do not notice or if they do.
Do not care.
Pretending not to care is a skill.
Those words run through my mind.
I'm in a glass box where I can see out but nobody see's in.
Despite me leaving the key to the door.
Until that one person notices and comes to my aid.
Or so I thought.
They enter but do not see.
"I don't understand why she doesn't just tell
The Hardest PartYour skin so caressableThe Hardest Part4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your lips so kissable
The hardest part about you, you keep your heart untouchable
You know it's been a while (oh yeah I'm sure you do)
So how can you be this vile?
How can you push me back?
When I'm not asking for much or looking for lust
No, no, no
Our love is the Titanic babe, it really is unsinkable
No, I'm not asking for much but AHHH I'm stuck in a rut
So I reach out for your hand (they always looked so graspable)
No, no no,
No, no, no, no
Is this love revivable?
Let me know now before I dispose this broken heart (it's biodegradable)
I'm not asking for much but you aren't helping me out
To me you are the world
The hardest part is that to you I've turned invisible.
Ivy CreepypastaI sighed, the day had been completely boring as usual, until lunch. I had just got home for school. During lunch my friends had been talking about Pokemon, an odd topic considering we were in high school. They had been talking about all these weird stories they heard on a site called creepypasta on how strange stuff with Pokemon had happened to these people. I listened and laughed when one of my friends told me all this stuff was true, I told her those stories were a load of shit....boy, was I about to find out how wrong I was.Ivy Creepypasta4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I decided to play my new, well new to me, considering my mom got it used at game stop(I was slightly behind in the Pokemon fad) Diamond game that my mom had bought me for getting good grades. I smiled and opened the case, the game cartridge look a little darker than I expected but I just ignored that and put the game in, the title screen came up, it had an old saved game so I decided to play it out of curiosity . I was surprised and a little freaked out to find
Welcome to Monster High"Hi, Morticia!"Welcome to Monster High4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sighed, then winced at the sound of my given name. Father gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder and pushed my toward my "welcoming committee", the one who would give me a tour of the school before classes started after the summer.
"I'm Frankie Stein, your Monster High Older Sister!"
I stared in utter shock and amazement at the stitches and bolts giving off electrical discharge in her neck, but regained my composure and stuck out my hand.
"Um, I am Morticia Grimm, Miss Stein. Or Lady Stein. So hard to keep up with the honorifics," I stumbled out. What was wrong with me? A lady does NOT stumble!
The green and grey-skinned girl giggled and told me it was fine to address her by her first name. I guess after so many years of living as a proper young corpse I was baffled by the use of first names. Maybe taking on the dialect and mannerisms of 19th century England wasn't the best idea.
"Well, er, Frankie, I doubt you could be my elder. I was born in the year 639 AD."
Crazy Ex-GirlfriendYou made the wrong choiceCrazy Ex-Girlfriend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
picking over me, her
you knew this would break me
now I'll make you hurt
So relax and take a seat
imagine the sound, of her heart beat
As I tie you to this chair
you realize you wont see her again
you yell out "This ain't fair!"
and I just laugh sadistically
You should have known better
yet you forgot how I was clever
Clever enough to plan your death
you'll suffer till the end
along with your girl that I detest;
...both your blood's I'll spill
To you, I brought her severed head
you should have seen how much she bled^^
But since you resemble my past
I had to at least give you some decency
'cause even though I'm psycho
truth is: I just wanted you to love me...
Complicated this mess has become
so be glad you'll soon be gone
Retrieving some brass knuckles
I punched your face fiercely
I had to suppress my chuckle
for your pain was priceless
One look at your oozing mouth
was enough to make me shout
I went to kiss you
The Nightmare Before Christmas Fanfic Rewrite Ch.1The Nightmare Before Christmas: RewriteThe Nightmare Before Christmas Fanfic Rewrite Ch.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Where the Beginning Ends Up
I believe that this is the part where I tell you a story about how I ended up at an orphanage at the age of six after two policemen found me in a graveyard all alone and crying one night. If you would like to know that well, so would I. I am truly sorry to say this, but I honestly have no clue as to why I was out there with the dead with a face covered in tears. At one point, I was not sure if I was even crying at all, but that is what the police said when they were explaining the situation to the nuns who resided over the orphanage and policemen have no reason to say anything that was not true, right?
The nuns asked a lot of questions that night as well. What my name was, how old was I, and the usual what happened to me? I told them that my name was Clara, no last name that I am aware of, and that I was six years old at the time. As for what had happened to me, I could not tell them. I did not know what h
not everything is beautiful.You can treat this like another warnot everything is beautiful.3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
but don't cry like a bitch when you feel the pain.
When my fist hits your face
and your face hits the floor
I know you'll pretend
like you never felt a thing.
Your biggest scar has always been your heart.
You have a troubled mind
and a low self-esteem to match.
I swear that I'm not hurting.
You're just another broken song,
but we can be monsters together.
I swear that I'm not running.
Let's take a trip down memory lane,
do you still remember me?
(Just because I'm here doesn't mean that I'm not broken.)
Our HeartOur Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The bullet penetrated the butterfly's wings
Proverbial bells chimed to fill the silence death brought upon the night
Lackluster in the true definition of sorrow,
Patrons of the Death March forgot their place a long time ago
Not only does a butterfly's wing fall to the ground in pieces,
But the criminal act of that blow to the heart falls on deaf ears
However, the resonance of the bells gives hope that someone is listening
As a totem for the broken hearted, the weak willed, the underrepresented,
The butterfly's wings silently flutter through the passages of an inopportune
embellishment of love
It is sad then, when the unaware representation of beautiful vulnerability is shattered by
the piercing infections of skewed solidarity
MY ETERNAL LOVEThe vastness of the darkness,MY ETERNAL LOVE4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Was an emotion I had always felt,
This was the world,
That only I lived in,
But then you came
Like a ray of hope,
Like a dove,
You lifted my dark plague,
And you healed me,
You made me laugh
You made me smile
You gave me hope
I could dream,
And all I ever wanted,
All I ever asked,
Was for it to last,
But fate, had its own idea's,
Or he had another love,
Once I felt safe,
Once I felt protected,
His beauty so vast,
His grace so great,
A hand too big for the glove
Could never be the same,
You were like a crash of thunder
You burned through my darkest night
You awakened all my senses
You made me, feel alive,
Thank you, though you've gone away forever,
You will always remain,
MY ETERNAL LOVE.
Lord Of The Flies AlternateEndtwelveLord Of The Flies AlternateEnd4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
CRY OF THE HUNTERS
Jack lay restless, the sound of the waves trying to climb up onto the jagged rocks beating rhythmically on his eardrums. The paint on his skin was cracked and dry, and a purplish hue was creeping across one ear where Ralph's spear had struck him. Above, a multitude of stars seemed to gaze down with a sense of impish mockery, and the faint smell of singed skin and cooked meat mingled with the thin wisp of smoke curling up from the dwindling cooking fire. A fly landed on a discarded bone left form the feast. Jack swatted at it, and its buzzing as it flew away seemed to taunt him. "You are weak," it seemed to say. "a weak, wretched, little boy. Kill the beast? Pah. You couldn't even finish off Ralph. Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic." The fly attempted to land on the bone once again, and was swatted at irritably. Jack sat up, and gazed into what remained of
Puck grows upSabrina rushed out of Briar Roses cafe into the dark streets. She was supposed to be home an hour ago! 'Oh man! I must've fallen asleep, but I was so tired.' Sabrina thought to herself. She recently had discovered a notebook about the Everafters backgrounds, this way she could know more about who was able to commit a certain kind of crime.Puck grows up5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She slowed down to catch her breath. She heard the familiar flutter of wings behind her. She groaned. "Hey stink face your late for dinner, the Old lady is trying out a new recipe and I'm hungry!" Puck said, as he landed lightly beside her. Since his growth spurt he stood a good two inches above her."Ugh,I fell asleep okay? I've been busy lately." She said
And she had, lately she devoted most of her time studying more about the everafters."Yeah I know, you reek of hard work!" he said covering his nose. Sabrina rolled her eyes and looked up at the starry sky. There was nothing but the sound of their footfalls. That's when she decided to take a risk, a
Danny's Three-Way-Chain-LetterHiya, Ghost-Boy! (or man, whichever, haha!)Danny's Three-Way-Chain-Letter4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Got an email from AB stating that he had this idea of trying a triangle time-free letter. Since with my abilities it works (still keepin that part a secret, right? Lol), I figured I'd be the first to try it out!
Anywho, nothing much happening here in Future City. Kinda boring, for once. Like, srsly. It's been raining for days on end! Dad's got this new invention idea that he's currently working on at RI, but he forgot his blueprints there yesterday and Carl's not letting him go back to the city to get them; says that the rain will make his cold get worse, haha! Dad tends to rush off without putting on a jacket, so Carl and Mom get Teed-off at him.
I've been doing a bit of sketching myself, actually. Came up with this new toy for kids; something along the lines of a miniature train and a robot puppy. It's supposed to follow the kid around when he plays, and its empty cabooses act like either trash cans or a clean-up. The kid can sort things ou
ChainedI can't moveChained6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In this cell
With no walls
With no bars
With the chains
The chains of my past
Fighting for freedom
Trying to move on
Towards a better future
When Chaos Arises - Chapter 1Chapter 1- AbuseWhen Chaos Arises - Chapter 18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey Ryou, wait up! Your legs are longer than mine!" Yugi Mouto yelled from behind Ryou.
Ryou kept on running, leaving the small tri-colored haired boy, panting, behind him. Within 20 minutes of running, Ryou finally got to his front door. Reaching under the doormat to find the key, he braced himself for the horror that he was about to endure.
The white haired boy slowly opened the door, waiting for a voice to yell at him, or a punch in the face, but the house was completely deserted. Ryou cautiously walked across the living room and slowly peaked up the stairs. Nothing.
"Strange, he is not here…" Ryou said out loud.
"RYOU GET UP HERE NOW!!!" yelled a voice, much like his own, only more deep and menacing.
Jack, meet Jack and Jack and"What are all these queer people?!" Jack exclaimed.Jack, meet Jack and Jack and4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Oh hello there, my name is Jack," Said Jack Pumpikinhead.
"But that's my name," Jack said puzzled.
"I suppose we both have the same name?"
"Perhaps, but this is very strange"
"Ah, strange indeed," said another Jack, "Tell me," he said lifting Jack's bone hand up and examining it, "are you a cursed man?"
Jack snatched his hand back, "No. I'm the Pumkin King"
"Oh I like pumkins!" Jack Pumpkin stated.
"Well I'm a pirate, a captin," Jack Sparrow said.
"I don't care what you people are you're all losers!" yet another Jack said.
"Who are you?" Pumpkinhead questioned, his face still grining as it shall always.
"Name's Jack Spicer evil boy ginues!" Spicer returned
"You're wearing make up like a maiden," Sparrow then said.
"You are such annoying weirdos!" Spicer spat.
"How DARE you treat us so SHAMEFULLY!" Jack Skellington yelled.
"You don't scare me," Spicer laughed.
"What?! I can scare someone out of their pants!"
"Then do it!"