Make It Through The NightThe sun can be up
And your eyes can be open
And you can be wishin'
And prayin' and hopin'
The day will be beautiful
And you won't have to cry
Pieces will fall together
In the blink of an eye
Oh, on a day like that day
When everything will be right
It can only happen if you
Make it through the night
Dear, _insert name here_Dear, (insert name here)Dear, _insert name here_4 years ago in Other More Like This
I've got a tale for you
I've known you since (year)
And you never even knew
We've lived in (city or town)
For our entire lives
Watched the same sunsets go down
And seen the same ones rise
I've been (verb ending with -ing)
At (place) for you to show
But when we lose that thing
Where is it that you'll go?
You are so (adjective)
When you (verb) like that
I always like to relive
All of our small chats
My (organ) is on fire
Every time we meet
It (verb) with desire
And always skips a beat
Your (plural body part) divinity
Show the color of your soul
The way they gaze into infinity
Could melt a heart of coal
Whenever we meet again
May be (a large amount of time)
Although, we don't know when
We know It'll be sublime
I know if I don't blink
I'll see you at (time of day)
Now, If only I could think
Of the words to say
Nine Lives Has The CatIf you had nine lives,Nine Lives Has The Cat4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How would you die
Each and every time
Until you reached nine?
As for me I'd go out
Without a drop of a doubt
With a bang and a shout
With not a tear or a pout
Nine lives has the cat
And what of that?
When you could, too, get
Where would you spend them at?
Because I Won't Ask You to LeaveWith every response I give to youBecause I Won't Ask You to Leave1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's a hidden "I'm onto you."
Keeping quiet though I know your ways
Because I like the sound of your voice
I never listen to the words you say
I only listen to the noise
So, I know it's detrimental
And I know it's all wrong
But I like your instumentals
More so than your song
You're comfortable and familiar
And sickening all the same
As a true lady killer
You've truly mastered the game
And you know I'm no better
I just think you need to hear it sometimes
So I wrap it in a warm sweater
Of sugar and rhymes
The seasons have all passed
Yet you still remain
I won't answer the questions that you ask
I'm trying hard to abstain
I Know When I'm Not WantedIf you can throw it away in hasteI Know When I'm Not Wanted5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
It was all a lie
All that time, what a waste
Not even a simple goodbye
I'll throw out my dismay
And move on
It was a good run
It's nice to know
That I was taunted
But now I will go
I know when I'm not wanted
InternalBreak away from your tyrants and all their powersInternal4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Break away from your mind for hours and hours
Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes
Don't fire until you see the whites of their lies
Everyday is a battle like that of Bunker Hill
Everyday is a battle against force and free will
Fight back against the reign of the redcoats
Fight back against the words stuck in our throats
Send out a warning, and go on your own midnight ride
Send out a warning, and dry the tears that you've cried
You are fighting a revolution for something new
You are fighting a revolution that is bigger than you
Ante MeridiemDream me your dream, and I'll weave you a reality of fabric and fabrications, of sunshine and fires that burn everything you love from your retinas and the peeling wallpaper of your dilapidated memory. When morning is night and the universe is flipped upside down in the dawn of your awakening, I will not be me and you will not be you.Ante Meridiem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me your tale, and I'll hail you to my Hell where the damned deal the back alleys and the pure are purely intertwined in their own heartstrings with love and infatuation. And they can't take it, so they take themselves. To higher places or lower lows, no one knows if they go. Or if they stay.
Hum me your human tune of fear and anger, and I'll mend your mind to what it used to be when your promises were believable like that of science fiction and bedtime stories. Take me back to the place in your home before the trees took back the land and the vines strangled the last breath of life from the frail body of the angel that once rested upon your shoulder.
Lemonade with SundayIt's one of those days, you know, the ones where the air is so thick and heavy you feel like your sucking it in through a big old quilt. Every time I wake up to these days for a moment I don't want to get out of bed, because days like these are the ones that are full of memories that I am the only keeper over.Lemonade with Sunday3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I remember that when we were kids you would come running up my stairs on days like this happy as a pig in the mud. I would answer the door already in a bad mood because my hair was sticking to the sweat on the back on my neck, every time I would frown and say, "boy what is wrong with you, you're not supposed to smile in hell." But my moods never slowed you down. You loved those days when the lowest temperature was 90°F, days of lemonade and lying in the tall grass absorbing that awful sun. My only desire was to soak in a cold bath all day but you would lay in that grass with those freckles across your cheeks and that infectious smile and I would sit out there because that sm
Insomniac's LullabyIt's a quarter to three as I crawl into bedInsomniac's Lullaby4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And just as I dread,
the lullaby begins.
The stars stop twinkling in the dull dead sky
A babe starts to cry,
as the bough snaps in half.
The sheep ran away and the cows lost in space
Three mice lost the chase,
their tails gone in result.
So hush little baby because the boogey mans back
He's bringing his sack,
evil grin on his face.
Jill pushed down poor Jack and he flew down the sand
And just as she planned,
I went tumbling after.
Anti-insanityMy doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people, but what that poor fool doesn't understand is that every time I sit down to eat such an extravagant dinner, there are always three people with me. It just so happens that his luck happens to be particularly horrible, and whenever he decides to check in on me, all of my friends are usually gone. How can he be so irrational? I would never eat so much on my own! Think of what that would do to my figure!Anti-insanity4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He's probably like those other people. You know, the crazy ones. They keep on trying to tell me that I'm the insane like them. It's foolish really, basically a bad joke gone too far. Can you imagine me crazy? What a ridiculous accusation! I've seen crazies on the streets before; you know, those weird creeps that walk around claiming they hear voices in their heads. Yeah, they freak me out too. I don't know what I'd do if I were ever like that. Actually, I do k
UnicornOh, UnicornUnicorn4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where did you get that horn?
Why not be normal like the horses,
Instead of standing out on purpose?
Little girls dream of you
Others don't believe in you
But why is your horn so spirally
It's starting to drive me crazy
Was there magic in your trough?
Unicorn, you're such a show off
HaikuThis is a haikuHaiku5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
It has seven syllables
Sandwiched between five
a wound in the skythe horizon bleeds,a wound in the sky4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the sky is dyed a slight red...
now the sun has set
StopWatch the clock againStop4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Notice time hasn't passed yet
Neither has my life
Bite MeBite me.Bite Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for your porcelain corpse,
to make me your undead bride.
I'm not selfish.
I just don't belong.
Not even fellows night crawlers comprehend.
They party with the bats,
while my salvation strains,
my courage to survive is drained
Born to be more nocturnal than nocturnal.
Reveal your sorrows and aches to me;
I'll dwell in your dying heart.
Make you feel more than cold;
Make you know more than that black abyss you were born into;
Make you care.
We will become each others' hope.
Your rage will cease as you take your final victim.
A drop of your blood in return.
Not stagnant to my longing veins,
my longing lips.
Sip from grail of everlasting one.
Life will spawn from my death.
you will turn over.
You, my King,
and I, your queen.
Rulers of our exiled passage.
You are the way out of this dirty, bleak, overrated metropolis.
No mere tool at deposition,
but a savior among corrupted.
So you can rise from these creatu
Back to the Better DaysBack to the better daysBack to the Better Days4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Back to our old ways
Back to how it used to be
Back to when we were free
Back to being young and stupid
Back to all the crazy things we did
Back to having no regrets
Back to everything we'll never forget
Back to everything we saw or heard
Back, back, back, but we're only moving forward.
Drown -Abridged-DrownDrown -Abridged-4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another step closer,
and I feel the breeze through the skin.
Another breath longer,
and I can feel the distance strengthen.
But the sun sinks below me
and when the wind dies,
theres no one to breath into me.
I find it unbearable
so I take another step.
Another step closer,
and i sense the moisture in my skin.
Another breath longer,
and, in the air, I can still feel the tension.
Because the moon still cries for me
and when the stars fade away
there's no one to call my name,
no one to push me forward,
so I take another step.
Another step forward,
and the cliff fades behind me.
One last breath to live for,
and I let the waves car
The beastHe enters into the room carrying a briefcase, on the other side of the room is a beautiful woman, is tall, has blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.The beast4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You got the merchandise"
"Yes, here it is" he walks a few steps and put the metal briefcase on the table.
"You know, it was very difficult to obtain it, a lot people get injured"
"That does not interest me" the woman responds harshly.
"Well I only hope to receive my payment."
"Do not worry, I will immediately give you your pay."
She looks for something in her purse discreetly, quickly pulls a gun pointed directly at the young man.
"You should not do that ..." two shots are heard, and he collapses with two wounds on his chest.
"You should not have done that" he says with some difficulty as he begins to lose consciousness.
The woman gets surprised as the wounds start to bleed, but a liquid that is not blood comes gushing out of them, it was black as night and somehow flowed unnaturally as if it has life itself
The liquid began to flow even fa
Fragment 02Now laying with his back against the door, he contemplates the fate that awaits them all.Fragment 024 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
On the outside, enemies to be faced.
The room is almost empty, most fell into the hands of the enemy. He is now alone with those who forgot, betrayed and exiled him.
Yet again he had to protect them, the love he felt for them is not easily faded. Especially for her, the woman he loved.
-It is time to put an end to this.
The brave warrior lifted, packed his sword and prepares for battle. On the outside they hear the cry of the enemy soldiers.
She does not know what to do, still loves him but for having betrayed him, she can't gather the courage to stop him from march into the battle and certain death.
He walks out the door and closes it behind him, they hear a few moments of silence and the struggle begins. Now the lives of survivors depends on the man, he hated and despised in the past.
Takes a few minutes but in the minds of the captives it seemed like eternities. Finally the heat of b