ParalyzedBehind the walls lay its fireParalyzed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beautifully frozen in time
Under the moonlight nights love blooms
Slowly sucking the light out of the room
A silent lullaby she sings
Softly, her voice captures the air
Leaving only her beauty to descend upon me
Broken through the shallow black
Stealing her pain
Her darkened hair flows with the wind
Together, dancing in the breeze
Breathe once again
She hums her healing melody
No longer alone
She sits in the quite
Remembering the echoes of loss
As dawn approaches
And dusk fades into memory
She remembers to sing into the morning
The door unlocks
Leading into her emotional freedom
A heavy heart seases to worry
Breathing in peace once again
Missing youI miss youMissing you9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Being so far away
Can't wait for the day
That I see you again
Time stands still
Waiting for you
If only you knew
How your smile makes me feel
I miss you
Hearing your laughter
I wish time went by faster
So I could see you again
Missing YouOnce I was lost,Missing You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you saved me.
From the darkest place
So deep within this world
Where my heart is breaking
I look to those who are lost,
And just like me
They refuse to let me near,
Anything that can help
Becomes infected and incurable.
Ghost of a shell of a chance
When my other half is missing
I miss you, darling.
When will you come home?
A Helping HandPeople need a helping handA Helping Hand8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To guide them to something
That can make a life better
Improving someone's state of mind
Just being there for someone else
Making miracles happen
That's what life should be
With people who care
With someone to share
Doing good where it's needed
Changing someone's life
So their fate is better
Lending a helping hand
So they can stand
Changing the world
One step at a time
Where one's are needed
Being there for someone else
Thinking of them not just yourself
Lending a helping hand
So they can stand…
Helping you is Killing meI lend myself to youHelping you is Killing me4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
to listen to all your pain
this happens time and time again
I don't mind...honest.
You dont notice.
that its causing me pain
to hear your crys and torment once again.
I hold my hand out to you
and still you are forever oblivious
to whome is desperatly trying to save you
I bring it upon myself I know
but I cannot watch another suffer
I sacrifice my happiness to set you free
and be all you can be.
I sit alone.
Once again..I listen to one after another.
My thoughts I cannot gather.
All I do is fight for others
and listen to their pain
I lend my self over and over again.
Helping.Breathe.Helping.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do it again.
Prove them all wrong.
Show them no fear.
They cannot hurt you.
Just whisper in your ear.
I know you can if I can.
It's hard for me too.
But remember they cannot hurt you.
I'll WaitCan you hear me knocking,I'll Wait7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon your heart,
Wanting you to let me in,
But you wont take any part.
Ill just stand outside,
In this wintery cold,
Waiting and waiting,
For you to hold.
Please wrap me round your shoulders,
And I will keep you warm,
I would shelter you,
From any storm.
You should feel the sensations,
Running beneath my skin,
To tell you my dreams,
Would be such a sin.
The power you have,
Is a little crazy,
But maybe, just maybe,
It proves were meant to be.
The Emo GirlLook at the little emo girlThe Emo Girl9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She crys all night
She hardley sleeps
She cuts herself
and sometimes wants to die
Does anyone ever notice her?
She hides behind her hair,
her dark eyeliner and tons of black clothes
She wears arm warmers and long sleeved shirts
and she has lots of piercings
She likes someone that barely even notices her
She chews on her lip ring everytime he walks by her
Alone she remembers her childhood
alone and beaten
living with abusive parents
She blocks part of her memories
not wanting to remember the word rape
She crys in her room and writes in her notebook
She's written so many suicide notes but has not bee able to follow through
Wanting death but afraid to die
She drowns herself in her music
and wonders if anyone would care if she was to die
She hides her scars from everyone around her
She lets her past be known to none
All the beatings, all the pain
the mental and physical scars
Alone she crys
with only her razor and awaiting her doom
Will anyone try to
helping youLovehelping you8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a purpose
Feeling of concern
Like you'll carry me
Like I would carry you
Across a sea, down a path
Feeling you exist
Like I'll do anything to be with you longer
Like you would kiss me
Like you care
Enough to help me out
Feeling you need me..
The whole time
That I exist..
The whole time
Like you care..
The whole time
Like you'll carry me..
The whole time
Like I have a purpose..
The whole time.
Helping handsDrowning the fearsHelping hands5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drowning the yells
Drowning the sorrow
Drowning the drama
I think I have surely fallen
But I feel hands trying to stop my fall
These hands are my friends
They are afraid to lose me to my self
They know that I can not be trusted when I'm depressed
They are the only ones who I really think care
They never gave up on me and never will
I thank them for that
For I know if it wasn't for them I would not be here
I would be in the deepest part of hell
Burning all alone
I great to have friends
But sometimes I do wish I didn't
Too see where I would've end up
But I shall never know for I can never leave them
They're to dear to me
Stereotypes HurtI'm a blonde so I must be dumbStereotypes Hurt9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm a brunette so I must know more
I wear glasses so I must be a dork
I'm a white girl from the south so I must be a whore
I'm overweight so I must be lazy
I'm skinny so I must be slutty jail bait
I'm a girl gamer so I must be ugly
I wear suggestive clothes so I must be asking to get raped
I'm a girl who hangs around guys so I must be gay
I'm a guy who hangs around girls so I must be queer
I'm from Mexico so I must be an illegal alien
I'm a construction worker so I must guzzle beer
I'm a lesbian so I must check out every girl I see
I'm a gay guy so I must love to shop
I'm white guy who likes breakdancing so I must be a poser
I'm black so I must be a gangster and love hip hop
I'm rich so I must be snobby and self-centered
I'm poor so I must not go to work
It doesn't matter who you are or "what you are"
Faking emoEveryone thinks its so trendy to be emo,Faking emo8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To slash their wrists, and pretend to be bi,
To write bad poetry and listen to bad songs,
But they don't know what its like to need it.
She doesn't cut to be part of a trend,
She doesn't show it off, and makes sure to hide it
Behind thick bracelets and long sleeves.
These "emo kids" wear too much black makeup
So that everyone will know when they cry
Because thats the in thing to do right?
And the ones that can't cry in class
Draw big tear drops in eyeliner on their cheeks
Like the stupid, fucking posers they are.
But she cries more than they will ever know,
Sitting at the back of the class, all alone
Hood up, head down, shes invisible
And she doesn't wear makeup, so it isn't obvious.
She thinks no one cares about her,
And she's probably right, because
Its hard to care about someone
you don't even know is alive.
One day, she'll probably cut too deep,
let it bleed too long, by accident
Or maybe on purpose, and they might never know.
And no one wil
Whereupon Nessie grows upSo, wait You wanted to have sex with my mom?!Whereupon Nessie grows up7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was years ago Nessie!
Jacob, thats just EWWWWW!!! Go run around the woods with Leah.
Because I just realized the guy Im stuck with for ALL ETERNITY once wanted to sex up my MOM. AND THATS JUST NASTY.
A Renesmee Story Ch.2A Renesmee StoryA Renesmee Story Ch.27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I woke up about an hour later a note read, in my dad's hand writing:
Were sorry we couldn't wait for you to get up. Your mother is getting testy and so is your Uncle Em. We know Jasper didn't mean to calm you to the exstent that you needed sleep. Well Esme is staying but she needed shopping done. Were in the forest to the east. If you want follow are scents. BUT stay away from the others pray, and don't go anywere but the house and to us. Well'll be home around 11pm.
I looked at the clock instictivly. An hour before they got home and fifteen minutes before Alice would see I'm awake. A thought ran through my head but I wrote it down not thought.
Dear Mom&Dad and Family,
Sorry for making you wait but I'm going down to La Push. See you in a couple hours. Sorry again, Love you so much.
I'm in so much trouble. I could run as fast as the rest of them so I ran. I was at the bord
A Renesmee StoryA Renesmee StoryA Renesmee Story7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today ought to be fun. Today everyone in the family, including me and my mom, are going hunting. And Today, unlike anyothers, I wanted to talk.
"Dad?" I asked. I don't know why, but he knew more.
"Over here. What is it Renesmee? Are you all right." He still isn't used to having a kid. Oh well.
"Yeah I'm fine." I touched his face and he knew exactly what I was worried about.
"Just don't steal anyone's pray. Or they'll be after you." He had a worried face.
"Are YOU alright." I asked
"Perfectally fine." Then he turned back to the Television. I let out an exasperated sigh. Unbeliviable.
I stared to head upstairs when I heard exasperated sighes upstairs. I asked in my head.
"Should I go upstairs."
"No" He answered
"Who's up there?"
"The horney vampires. Who else?" he asked and rolled his eyes.
"Which one's?" I've heard that Rosalie and Emmett was the horniest vampires but Alice and Jazz [Jasper] sometimes were worse. A shiver ran down my spine. Dad [Edward] let out a sigh a
A Renesmee Story Ch.3A Renesmee Story Ch.3A Renesmee Story Ch.37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I awoke with the clouds turning a greenish-blue. I remembered everything from last night and the mouring, I was full of shame and regret. I pulled on an old pair of jeans and a pink fuzzy sweatshirt that, thanks to Aunt Alice, hugged every curve. I was starting to show some curve to my girlish figure, which means Aunt Alice will be dragging me to every bra store in the state or country. I took a deep unsteady breath and headed towards the steps. Once I was saftly down the stairs, since I had some of my mothers human clutziness, I looked up. Everyone was looking at me except the ones I needed to see, my fathers. I let a tear roll down my cheak as I turned down a corridor to the study that had a computer.
I turned it on knowing my friends from last year would be on. I signed on and it said "Welcome" on the banner. Nice touch. My username is: OverObsesser101, my best friend who wouldn't pluck me to death for gossip was on she changed here name but I knew her Icon ver
Garrett and KateI cant believe Jacob gave us this!Garrett and Kate7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yes, now could you slow down?!
Why would I want to do that?! He let out a whoop as he popped a wheelie on the bike, the girl shrieking and clutching tighter to his seemingly human waist.
Maybe because otherwise you get the couch for the next millennia!
Aw youre such a wet blanket Katie
Urgh, he said as he sniffed. The things I do for you woman
Kate smiled as she lifted her head from the jaguar. But I like your eyes
Garret glared at her before sucking the jaguar dry, he wondered if Edward could hear his mental grumbling from a thousand miles away.
You know, fires just arent the same without marshmallows
Kate cocked her head at her mate quizzically. Whats a marshmallow?
Garret nearly fell over. You mean to tell me that something that has been around since 2000 BC has never been
Esme's Isle: FinaleSome 50 Years Later .Esme's Isle: Finale6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Esme? Edwards voice was almost hesitant as he crossed the living room. I set down my pencil and smiled as he sat next to me on the sofa.
Yes? I asked.
I was wondering if Bella and I could possibly borrow your island for our honeymoon.
I couldnt help my gut reaction--the words Absolutely not! were the first things to come to mind. I shouted them at him; Edward flinched at the ferocity of my thoughts.
Isle Esme was my island--my anniversary present! It was the place Carlisle and I shared--it was ours, our own little private sanctuary. We didnt go as often as I wouldve liked--sometimes it was tricky for us to go even for our anniversary--but it was ours.
To let Edward and Bella use it, for any length of time, would be like giving it away--every kiss, every touch Carlisle and I had ever shared on the island would instantly become theirs--and that intimacy wa
What's InsideRejected by allWhat's Inside11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody can see
What is inside
To learn the truth
You must take a chance
The unlabeled can
HarryPotterKnockedUpNancyDrewHarryPotterKnockedUpNancyDrew4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Blame it on the Alcohol
When Bess and George first invited me to their club, I must admit I had high expectations. Bess and George were girls of class, girls who understood quality. So when I finally saw this club they'd been very enthusiastic over for weeks, I was rather taken aback.
The building used to be an old warehouse: the outer shell of it was dark gray and rather worn down; there were large windows right against the roof. The entrance was off to the side in a rather shady alley, and a tall man blocked the door. The cousins had supplied me with a fake ID, which, although expected, filled me with unease; the IDs passed inspection and we were escorted in.
The place was just as desolate as I thought it might be--the walls were gray cement and bare; even the multitude of dancing bodies couldn't quite take away the empty feeling the building gave off. But, for a nightclub, I had to admit it was tasteful, with flashing multicolored lights and the occasional strobe;
Esme's Isle: Pt 1I groaned as I threw another glance to the clock--4:36 AM and twenty nine seconds. Carlisle was late coming home, and I was getting anxious.Esme's Isle: Pt 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I feel like an idiot, I sighed, looking down at the silk lingerie Id bought last week. There really wasnt much of a point to it now; I pulled it off and put my skirt and blouse back on. I crumpled the piece up into a ball and shoved it into the corner of the closet, frustrated. Carlisle and I never got to spend any quality time together anymore.
He always worked the night shift, just when I wanted him most--when Jaspers talent was spreading lust all over the house. And then he was always on call, and because we lived in a cloudy area, he was able to go out during the day, too. Even without those factors, he was so stressed when he came home--although he found his peace at the hospital, it still seemed to drain him. Doctors really were married to their jobs.
I chuckled to myself as I came across the real reason we ne
For Heart-AngelCmon, Edward! Alice urged, reaching for my hand. Itll be fun!For Heart-Angel6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I scoffed. For you, you mean.
She simply giggled in response, clasping my hand in her tiny one; she took Emmetts in the other.
We are so going to regret this, arent we? he stage-whispered to me, and I grinned.
Big time. Alice gave us a knowing look.
Im doing this for her, you know, she informed us. I love her, and you will, too. Shes great!
Alice had had a vision where shed hung out with one of the humans at this new school of ours in Canada. Elizabeth. Lizzie, as her friends called her. Unfortunately, Alice had no classes with this girl, so she had to think outside the box on how she was supposed to meet said girl. And, of course, she couldnt do it alone.
Lizzie was a musical buff--and, to her immense delight, the school was going to perform The Phantom of the Ope
Esme 17: SunshineAlthough it had started slowly for me, the burning pain stopped rather abruptly. I paused for a few seconds, waiting for it to return. The last part where it had taken refuge in my heart had been so intensely excruciating that I thought I would die simply from the pain. All that was left, however, was a simple aching in the back of my throat, like I was thirsty. I had survived, despite the odd, and now I didnt know what to do.Esme 17: Sunshine6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Carlisle had stayed with me through all of it, and now he waited for me to move with bated breath.
I blinked my eyes open.
I did not take in myself or my surroundings--I only had eyes for him. His face, so apologetic, so warm and loving, was all I desired to see.
What could I say? Certainly, I wanted to say something, but where to begin?
Without thinking, I pulled myself up, using muscles I was sure I hadnt had before. I was now closer to him, and I could smell the sweet scent that came off his skin.
Carlisle smiled, and started to speak, but s
Esme's Isle: Pt. 2Uh, Carlisle? Edward called from the doorway of my library, looking hesitant. I smiled and welcomed him in, standing up from my desk.Esme's Isle: Pt. 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yes? I prodded, and Edward chuckled self-consciously, his eyes flickered around the room. I had never seen him so ill-at-ease before; even when hed told me he wanted to leave, he had been calm and collected. Now he just seemed awkward with whatever he had to tell me. He laughed in agreement; I tried to help him relax.
Edward, you can tell me anything. Im a doctor--Ive been so exposed to anything and everything that nothing bothers me anymore. He laughed again, earnestly now, and he nodded.
Okay. Ive just been reading Esmes mind--she feels awkward here.
He read and responded to my confused expression. With you. She--ah--is uncomfortable, being alone with you in this house. He hung his head, mortified about talking about my sex life aloud to me. He s