ScreamingThe screaming is too loud, today and tonight.Screaming2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I clasp my hands over my ears.
And shut it tight.
My eye’s eyes are shut. I don’t scream anymore.
Dry lips, from no longer screaming.
My mouth will remain shut.
Time no longer turning.
I am here for you little screaming girl.
Don’t open your mouth.
You’ll fall victim to the repetition.
The addiction of the screams.
Once I open my eyes
Fading to white, the world around me blurs.
Refusing to scream, just because of the
Others fall victim to the repetition, the addiction.
Sweet little boy, you screamed for so long.
Surely you must be tired.,
And your voice is so horse.
Just trying to make it by.
Screaming my last scream.
Too loud, my voice breaks.
Into little precious pieces
Heart in Hand chapter 1Heart in HandHeart in Hand chapter 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 1 – Of Hobbits and Men
Pippin covered his head with one of the impossibly soft and fluffy pillows and tried to fall asleep. It was no use.
THOMP. THOMP. THOMP.
THOMP THOMP THOMP THOMP.
“By every carrot that I ever stole, there must be a congregation of Proudfoots assembled up there!”
Enough being enough, Pippin hopped out of the large bed and stormed out of his room in direction of the stairs, not bothering about changing his night-clothes.
Best to remind them what time it is and that they should be in bed like the rest of decent people!
Having reached the room directly above his own, he summed up all of his Took-courage and knocked on the wooden door. The loud footsteps stopped for a moment before they came nearer and the door was opened with an impulsive jerk.
“What is it?”
Pippin momentarily forgot everything he had wanted to accuse the owner of this room of, when he was barked at by a huge, dark-haire
why stars don't sleep& stars they never sleepwhy stars don't sleep2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
cradled in the gentle limbs of the moon
the sky in ocean's blood
how they love their dawn
never wake to twilight nights
breathe life into mountains
caress sky's limit
& painting life in yellow dots
falling out soundlessly.
Paintings of Mei laid my skin out for them to stand in shock and awe-- inspired;Paintings of Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
-a warm smile there
[felt brush tips]
[between you and me;
they've failed to notice the creature lurching beneath the canvas]
SolitaryTrigger warning: Discussion of sanity and suicide.Solitary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The plan had been so simple. Thirty six hours in solitary confinement, Meredith was struggling. Last week this had all seemed so simple. So obvious. It seemed like she had devised the perfect escape plan. Things weren't working out as intended.
Firstly, and above all else - even breathing or thinking - there was the thirst. Her throat roared with it and she could feel its acidic anger snarl its way up and down her throat with each breath. She'd imagined discomfort, but not pain. She was starting to reconsider.
Her tongue was sore. The slab of meat in her mouth felt like unswallowed food as it got drier, and the taste when she could summon enough saliva to swallow was rancid, and reminded her of her ex boyfriends unwanted dry probings. In a desperate bid for freedom a few hours ago she had tried biting through her tongue, people did it in prison so she knew it was possible, but the pain was too sharp to work through and she didn'
D A D D Y.Daddy, Why'd you leave?D A D D Y.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You know I wasn't safe with her.
Why did you walk away?
Where you going with your gun,
Are you coming home again?
Was it something mommy did?
Or something grandma said?
Why'd you tuck me in?
And kiss me on the head?
Please don't leave me,
There're monsters under the bed.
Wait, come back,
Please don't shut the door.
I don't think I'm ready,
Not to see you anymore.
There's people out to get me,
People I can't see.
Why'd you leave me,
Some are right in front of me.
Writing a HaikuWriting a haiku;Writing a Haiku4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Running out of syllables
is a pain in the
What Life Has BecomeThe more I breatheWhat Life Has Become2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The harder it gets
I hate the world (x2)
And most of all
I hate my fucking
I'll do anything
Just stop this pain
I want to feel numb
And close my eyes
For the last time
All in all
It's hard to get by
And when I want to die
I just can't help but
I just want to hide my head away
Look on the bright side, find a new day
My body is falling apart
I can't keep it together
My mind is shot
Do you know what's it like to hate everything?
To want to believe, it's all just a dream
Life has no meaning
What is living anymore?
When the world is all dead
This quiet consumes
The heart that was beating
The spark in the eyes
We're biting our tongues
To hold on to the lies
Don't tell me it's going to be ok
Because the truth is
Reality is a fucked up place
I Am A...I am a survivorI Am A...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I wish to survive.
I am a dreamer
Because dreams are my break from reality.
I am a lover
Because I yearn to love.
I am a seeker
Because I will seek for my joy.
I am an observer
Because I can observe my enemies,
and know the score.
I am a killer
Because I kill to save others.
I am a hunter
Because I will hunt for truth and lies.
I am a decider
Because I can decide if I can trust you.
I am a teacher
Because I teach the future.
I am a student
Because I still learn.
I am a fighter
Because I do not believe in surrender.
I am a hater
Because the world dispises my spirit
and wants to bring me down.
I am a rebel
Because when the world spits in my face,
I will spit back.
I am a leader
Because I refuse to break down.
I am a wise one
Because wise one's understand lies.
I am a child
Because I can still laugh at other's stupidity.
I am an adult
Because I can put up with you.
I am innocent
Because my heart throbs with ignorance.
I am robbed
Because I still feel the pain.
UntitledI'm tired of fightingUntitled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm tired of getting hurt
Is that really such a bad thing?
I'm tired of running to someone for shelter
Only to get broken again.
When all I wanted was to be loved
I'm sorry I don't please you
I'm sorry I'm not good enough
And I'm especially sorry that you can't see the good in me
I am a good person
Deep on the inside
It's just hidden behind the dark exterior
I wish you could see it
But I hide it too well
And never let anyone in
Honestly, it embarrasses me
I'm such a tsundere
I think you would be scared of it
It is scary
All soft and mushy
So different from what you've seen
Instead I just keep me inside
That way you won't run
Even if it means you will hate me
So next time you start to curse me
Call me “coldblooded” “ruthless”
Just remember, I'm not really this way
Pewdie It's Obvious Song ParodyPewdie It's Obvious Song Parody3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It Makes It Obvious Pewdie (Parody from the Original What Makes You Beautiful)
Don't know what for,
You're turning around when you walk through the corridor,
Always messing up,
And fhaking up,
Being the way that you are is troublesome,
Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,
(Stephano,Mr.Chair, Piggy, Jennifer)
Pewdie it's so obviously noticeable,
The way that you always pass it gets me overwhelmed,
But when you try to figure it out it ain't hard to tell,
Pewdie it's obvious,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I'm telling you to look carefully ,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You're cheating ,
You don't know it's obvious,
That's what makes it obvious
So c-come on,
Pewdie I am pumped,
I pump it all night,
I put it in my moves,
I don't know why,
You're being shy,
And turn away when I look into your eye eye ey
ScarsScars2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
That little red line stretching from rib to rib is not some mark left behind from a bra or a shirt. It’s not a mark of where my fat folds, or even a trick of the light.
That is a scar. The last of many from years ago.
I made those scars with my own fingernails, tore into the flesh until I thought I would bleed out or, if I was lucky, my entrails would spill from my body and I would die in more pain than my mother, and maybe she would find some comfort in that.
I left two dozen scars from my own hands, countless others just as deep with a Swiss-Army knife that glowed in the dark. They wracked my stomach, my breasts, my arms, my thighs. I’d run out of canvas and began cutting deeper. I just didn’t want to live anymore. I wanted to die like my mother.
But then, she didn’t end up dying. Somehow she’d survived the night, and the worst was behind her.
I’ll never forget standing there in the ICU, holding my big sister’s hand and looking down at my mot
NothingI'm not meant to be an artist,Nothing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not meant to be here.
I'm a fish out of water,
I'm choking on air.
The world is flooded,
My vision is blurred.
My story's not important
Because I'm never heard.
Not a sound, nor a peep,
I'm one of the mute;
I've got a negative aura,
I'm a rotting fruit.
I'm the bad egg of the bunch,
I'm a bump in the road,
The worst luck of all
To me was bestowed.
I'm Sassy Sally,
I'm an enraged beast--
The only human amongst zombies,
An easy target, a good feast!
I'm suffocating inside
But no one knows
Because they're the ones
Striking all the blows.
My mind has a virus,
It's gotten to my soul--
The core of it all
Is chipping as a whole.
Starting to rust like a robot,
Been left out too long--
Where was the mistake
Where I had gone wrong?
Half And then you fall in loveHalf2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you really say, it doesn't happen over night?
It creeps up on you, either way
And you want them to never leave
Say you'll stay
Other halves to wholes
Never let me gos
It's a falling
Whether they linger
On the bed
Or at all
It's a fall
And you want to live for them
Give them all you've got
Muster up some more
And give again
The Enemy WithinThe Enemy Within:The Enemy Within3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I have nothing that I can give
Cause I was never taught to live
How do I know what is pain?
I disappear into the rain
Carry me on angel's arms
Don't let me ever come to harm
The blade will cut into my skin
I face the enemy within...
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
And I feel him, and I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Suddenly the lights go out
I open up and try to shout
Gasping out my final cry
Is this how I'm meant to die?
Lead me home once again
Let me face this world and then-
I will try to get control
Won't let this feeling take it's toll...
And I feel him, I feel him cry
And I feel him, I feel him cry
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Why can't you see?
We'll both be sorry
If you take this life from me!
I give upwow thanks you winI give up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I give up
you pushed me down
kicked me to the ground
I can't take it
so I give up
Just like always
Done with everything
DifferentI`m much differentDifferent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than anyone thinks
No one knows the real me
Only the happy go lucky girl
No one understands me...
Only one person
Has suspicion of me
He's so close
To knowing the real me
But when he does
What will i do?
What Punctuation Mark Am I PunctuationWhat Punctuation Mark Am I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My presence has to represent one particular punctuation mark.
I am a period.
I am declarative and to the point.
What I’m not?
Then I must a question mark, right?
I am always asking question so I have to be a question mark right?
I am not!
Then I have to be an exclamation point!
Always yelling and expressing myself to heart’s content!
If I am not that then I must be a mystery to you…
“I know you to well you always say
I must be a quote then because I do like to talk a lot”
[I-Im not any of those]
Then I must be a bracket constantly keeping my thoughts to myself [What will be for dinner]
If not then’ll be an apostrophe
Connecting em’ words like you and me
If I am neither then I am different; similar to a semicolon
I-Im not then I have to be a hyphen
Or a stroke/solidus
If I’m not any of those marks before
What am I
A * you say
But that’s a type of typography.
Darling did I ever say you were
HeartbreakHeartbreakHeartbreak2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ice water sittin' on my chest
illusions all shattered
H a t r e -D
e b k
I can't see how I saw
My lover as something
she wasn't at all.
The Toy Room of NOhThe Toy Room of N4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Oh, hello there. What brings you here?
Hm? What's wrong? You seem rather surprised No need to explain why. Everyone is surprised, seeing me fiddle around with a small electric train set. But why? I am a child, and children play with these things like I was told, correct? So what makes me any different than them?
Ah, you are quite naive. Despite my age, I am, indeed, a child. A very young one Why does no one believe me ?
Please, come closer. Come join me in here. I have much to tell you
I adore this place. My place. For my toys and my games. Pretty checkerboard walls. The blue floor with cloud drawings on them Isn't it wonderful? I feel like I am in my own personal home, not just a toy room But it is only natural that I feel this way. I was raised right here the majority of my life, being kept from the outside world by my father, Ghetsis. He never took me outside to play, I was confined here But no need to worry. I loved this plac
Jump, fall or skid?People always say you 'fall in love'Jump, fall or skid?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing on the edge of the great unknown
it's dark, it's scary and you never know what you'll find down there.
Do you look down and back away?
Do you stand and wait for the world to crumble beneath your feet?
Do you spread your arms wide and launch yourself off into the great abyss?
Or do you run full speed, try to stop but skid straight off the edge?
Will you hold back?
Keep your heart caged up like an animal
Or will you let it fly like an eagle?
Standing on the edge
Watching my life fall away around me
I think I'd much prefer to fly.
Araetta: ch 1Araetta: ch 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat in the room silently, hardly paying any attention to the instructor's lecture on battlefield strategy. I was much too busy being wrapped up in my own thoughts as the lesson droned on while I softly drummed my fingers on my desk. I knew that I should be listening, I knew that I should be taking notes, I knew this lesson was important to my future placement in the military, as was every lesson, but recent events had claimed my mind and forced me to succumb to the imponderables swarming my brain. Why had a lock-down been taken into effect over the entirety of Aizsargi Base no.12, our base, one week ago? Why were my classmates and I not notified of its cause? It couldn't have been a drill. Or else the date and time of the drill would have been clearly posted on the events bulletin. Perhaps someone made a mistake? No, no one ever makes mistakes here, planning is crucial to the security of Base no.12. So why?
This is what I hated about being an officer in training. We'r
The Letter -COMPLETED-Tonight, it rained. The grubby city was washed clean as were its inhabitants. People cursed and shouted at one another as they crowded the suffocated streets to try and get home. It was rush hour. 5 o'clock exactly. It seemed that everyone was outside on foot, or in cars, or the few unfortunate souls that were on bikes.The Letter -COMPLETED-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, one girl was not out there in the madness. She sat inside her classroom suffering an extended detention that she did nothing to deserve. The classroom was dimly lit and dingy, the undersides of all the desks plastered with multiple layers of chewing gum and almost always having one leg that threw the whole desk off balance. The windows were closed and the schools central heating was on, making the classroom stuffy and insufferable. This poor girl wanted nothing more than to rip one of those filthy windows open and throw her head out into the cool evening air. How she longed to feel the beads of fresh water against her cheeks and to see it dampen her uniform. Th