Go AheadGo Ahead5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Go ahead. Say it again.
Call me weird. Call me a geek.
Call me stupid. Call me a freak.
I have more soul than you ever could.
Go ahead. Critisize my friends.
The ones you rejected.
The ones you refused to 'waste your time' with.
They've got more honesty than your clones could ever hide.
Go ahead. Make fun of my boyfriend.
Say I made a dumb choice.
Or that he's a complete dork.
He's got more loyalty than your 'BF's' could ever fake to get through your skirt.
So you can keep sitting there,
Pretending you can't stand me,
When you know what your mind is really saying:
"I wish I had as much heart as her."
"I wish I has as much courage as her."
"I wish I was as much of a weirdo,"
"As much of a geek,"
"Just as stupid,"
"As much of a freak,"
"Because at least she's not afraid to be herself."
FakeYou can never tellFake4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who is really happy anymore
A smile can appear
As quickly as a tear
Who knows which is real?
I miss my heartBlues grow on my feetI miss my heart5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Blooming with greed
Nurtured by defeats
In my deepest lair
Reds... are rare
Life has such no flares
Hope dies by any means
These eyes turning green
Evil is hidden, unseen
Will I ever have to choose
something else but an excuse
I'm sick of killing my muse
It's neither heaven, nor hell
Life is never a fairy tale
I know this a little too well
Though I'll survive no matter what
I just like to say to God
I miss my heart...
Forever YoursIf you ever look up at the sky,Forever Yours6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And see the moon shining down at you
Know that I am smiling back up at the same moon.
If you ever feel the cool breeze brush gently at your cheek in the sunlight,
Know that it is a sweet kiss from me.
If you ever hear the wind howl in ravaging rage,
Know that I am coming to protect you if you are afraid and hurt.
When you feel the rain wash away your tears,
Know that I am crying with you.
Your pain is plentiful,
As is your love, and I feel it radiating from your warming smile.
I am your lover, I am your protector, I am yours forever till death and more.
The sun's warmth is my own, molding around you, perfectly , in its embrace.
The winds carry my voice to you no matter how far, and where you are
Taking to you my words of love.
"I'll be back by your biding side soon darling"
I'll tell you in my own words, what truth lies in my heart
I'll tell you, my love, my life, my sweet joy, forever, till death and more,
That I love you with all I am.
When the sky tur
The secrets of mistaken identityi.The secrets of mistaken identity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to warn you:
Love never lasts.
It grows. It fades. It changes.
It leaves you choking,
this mistake isn't beautiful.My biggest mistake was ever pretending I was special.this mistake isn't beautiful.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When a perfect moment goes to your head, it seems to be so much more than you ever imagined. Finally, the feelings are less lonely. You find that all of your sharp edges and emptiness are smoothed over and filled by someone else's words. You actually feel safe in this person's arms after a lifetime of being too afraid to get close. So when everyone tells you this is love, you believe them.
Suddenly, you can't do anything without it being completely consumed by them. Maybe this is completely unhealthytotally wrong, but all you know is now it seems like unraveling this one individual person from the strings of your thoughts would be completely impossible without your entire mind coming undone. Understandthis is why I've gone crazy.
It's also the reason my second biggest mistake is thinking too much.
I do most of my living inside my head these days. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I need to remind myself that I'm
Giving upGiving upGiving up7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The last song has been sung by the mistral
It is about a sad love one has never had
Like it's been written in all the old creeds
and how all our efforts have been decried
We onced vowed to stay together, whatever befalls
We said it with nothing to regret, and yet...
our trust, and love, and faith were sullied
with bitter facts none of us can deny
We have fought, we have given it all
but people still fret, won't forget
So, slowly but sure we recede
from the passion and say goodbye
This time for sure, we shall
Social Phobia"It is all in your head."Social Phobia13 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Yes, yes it is. Very good.
"Just say you can do it."
It all seems so simple.
"The power of positive thinking."
They don't understand.
Nor will they ever.
But that is just fine.
I've decided to stop trying. Now,
I used to want them to understand, to try and comprehend.
But I realize now, that they never will
No matter how hard I try
And this realization makes it easier.
The Price of Immortality.Listen to him whisper; Melodic sonnetsThe Price of Immortality.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The boy that dreams within the Rose
In his solitude his petals are sealed
And thorns chained in ice bear his woes.
Winter has kissed him immortal
His beauty, though coveted, unconquered by death
Frozen too soon, entombed under the moon
He is warmed by your gentle breath.
Your fingers caress crimson crystal
Though velvet do they yearn to know
They ache to surpass this dividing glass
To save him from this grave of snow.
But he is far too delicate
And your hands, though soft, are too much
The warmth of your heart does but taint precious art
As he withers beneath your touch.
DaydreamsI dream when i canDaydreams5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes open or closed
Force lovely images
That will never come true
I drown everything out
My own pathetic world
Of unfulfilled dreams
And enter a new one
A dream that can never be.
Cat and Dog StoryCat & Dog StoryCat and Dog Story8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A scared cat walked across the alley
I waved at him with a bottle of beer
Where are you going, Little Sweety?
Why are you alone without your peer?
Shall we look at the stars together?
On the highest roof, under the moon
Shall we drink away our pain whatever?
and hope it'll be gone anytime soon
The scared cat sat next to me silently
and both of us watching the twinkle stars
Aren't u scared of a rabid dog like me?
Shouldn't you u look at me somewhere far?
The scared cat smiled & said, "Meooow..."
He chose to stay, he didn't leave me
I looked at him gratefully & bowed
Sniffed his cheek and kissed him gently
I rubbed his black fur, pat his head
You are a nice cat, you know that
Smell like rapsberry, light & puffy
You are such a lovely company
Say, Have you seen our little Tweety?
Without him, it's getting a little lonely
I must say I miss him really
but oh well, I've got you here with me
dear t, love m_cDear M, I used to wonder if the collision of our skin would be the ignition of rapidfire passions, the birth of brilliant starlight in the cold of loneliness, of suffocating space. I used to imagine that the heat of your breath would spill across my tongue, and reignite the cold ashes in my lungs. I used to hope that the sway of my skeleton and the clacking of my bones could be a rhythm you would stay around and dance to. I used to dream of us on moonlit beaches, sleeping on the waves and swimming through the sand. I used to do a lot of things, but your shiver-up-my-spine smile tends to drag my thoughts out to quieter seas.dear t, love m_c5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Dear T, I used to imagine my bones were fractured and chipped in all the wrong ways. I used to think my heart was a poison my body kept rejecting, leaving me on my hands and knees spitting up old relationships, lies and heartache all over my carpet late at night. I used to look at the sun and wish myself blind, stare at the ocean and wish myself ten thousand le
The MasqueradesThe glimmering beauty is what people like to see.The Masquerades7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The perfection is only skin deep but
show something ugly and they get antsy.
They don't like reality, they don't have the guts.
Living to high expectations set by some strangers
who force us wearing masks like in a dancing party.
Giving us the skill to be top actors
who play a lots of acts daily.
The lines we speak are phony.
The loves we tell are all lies.
Yet the drama whores like the jokes coz they are funny.
They won't mind even if it's just a mere disguise
that we secretly despise....
High standard is what we all try to achieve.
Adore the winners, stay away from the losers.
All means justify the aim, that's what we believe.
Who cares the moral, everyone is a cheater!
A new cliché chapter is written everyday,
like some cheap soap operas we've seen for ages.
but who gives it a damned shit you might say.
That's just how the world goes, don't blame the bitches.
The live shows will keep going.
The masquerades are simply human luxur
Dear Angel of MinePlease don't cry, don't be sadDear Angel of Mine8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's not like you're the one who's bad
Please don't pout, don't be mad
Just forget all that we've ever had
Plain papers that's what we should be
Let's just write some new story
Of what some friends we will be
For tomorrow is not sumthing we can see
So I say, just let it go
No more hurt, no more blue
No crazy days, no fight no more
There's nothing left we can hope for
Like a sweet, red, red wine
You were a drug to make me fine
Yes, you were always on my mind
But I see you are no longer mine
I'm sick, I never think right
Forgive me hurting you day and night
Latching on you, holding tight
Can't see nothing but you in my sight
I'm crazy but I want to be free
Don't want to hurt anybody
no, not once more really
so, please... will you help me?
Let me love youlet me show youLet me love you3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sky-high dreams of
us, as your breath
and the life that blossoms in
let me tell you
about sweat-soaked limbs
and sweet nothings
and of summer days
I wish I lived in the skyi. hiddenI wish I lived in the sky4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the night-time's secrets
stashed in the deepest parts of
we hide from the shadows
of our minds.
Sorrow once crawled into
the depths of a sea you could
call a soul,
and it broke me with the
Nature grew from the grasses
until you could see no more
we could get lost in the
silence of nature.
iv. I will
Misty tears hung on our eye-
lashes as storm clouds circled
our hearts and
showed us how monotonous
life could be.
Bark and rust destroyed our
voices until we were nothing but
and it dug in as deep as a tree's
roots in the soil.
Orchids bloomed in our eyes
when our lips once savoured
the fake kind that doesn't
compare to us.
Fury rubbed until we were raw,
like those days when we came home
sunburnt and sore
but it never stopped us lying until
Once upon a time, our whole world
RainforestThe rainforests weren't a particularly nice place to get lost in, especially not at night. The trees managed to absorb any light that might be generated by faraway buildings. Animals could be heard mewling, howling, slithering or hissing perpetually, and it felt as if you were being watched the entire time- which, most likely, you were.Rainforest3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cecil felt no different than anyone else as he blundered through the forest, his feet catching on gnarled roots and crushing small bugs. Of all the times to get lost in the rainforest, he had to choose now. Damned sleepwalking
Something brushed his face- something warm. Cecil howled quietly, and backed away. A warm sweat drenched him; even at night, the forests were hot, humid, unpleasant things.
Something hissed at him as he went by its den. Even the animals sensed that he was panicked and confused, inadvertently destroying anything in his path.
Earlier that week, Cecil's girlfriend had managed to convince him to take a spur-of-the-moment trip to
AutisticWhat is wrong with me?Autistic5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was born with Autism disorder
My mom says that I'm special in a other way.
People pick on me because of my disorder.
When I'm older I want people to see me in a different way...
I play sports people who are like me and I go to school who are like me.
The Older Kids always pick on me because my size and they way I act.
Angels from above watch over me when I'm asleep.
I don't know why I was born with this disorder...
I'm special in every other way....
voicesthere are voicesvoices6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you know they're there
they tell you things
you dont want to hear
the voices laugh
the voices cry
the voices say
that you will die
you try to run
try to escape
but they keep repeating
like a tape
'o,you cant run
and you cant hide
because we voices
are your mind.'
Letter To MyselfDear Christina,Letter To Myself5 years ago in Letters More Like This
I want to tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived her life full of adventures every day. She woke up to greet the day with excitement, went on to live through the morning and afternoon. In the evening, the day was all hers again and she lived in worlds unknown. She lived in fairy forests. She lived by the sea. She lived with a seal for a pet. She made her own food from lemon trees. She sometimes was a teacher and sometimes a mermaid. She was a lioness, she was a waitress, she was a friend of dolphins.
Then, this little girl began to grow up. And as this happened, she found her adventures changing. Her adventures weren't there all day long. They were hampered by reality. And as reality shoved its way into her life, the girl began to find other ways to retain her adventure. All night, while the rest of the house slumbered, she became a dragon, she was to be the savior of the universe, she had a child to love, she was stranded on the ocean, she
Chasing clouds from the edge of pointlessnessOne time, when I was little,Chasing clouds from the edge of pointlessness4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they told me I had to reach for my dreams.
They also said I was a tiny girl.
But when I grew up,
I climbed the tallest building in the world
and reached my hands to the sky.
They told me my dreams were too far away
but I felt them take hold of my hands
from the clouds
and then, I healed.
They told me I was far too damaged,
that I'd have to take pills to make me normal,
but I ignored them.
And I stood on the top of the world
because I reached my dreams of healing
I am unknownI amI am unknown4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
daisy petals, crumpled
love notes and
violent death threats
thrown to the
I am the sparkle-glitter
of your eyes and
Forever YoursWhen I stay awayForever Yours8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still dream of you
You make me feel
Like no one else
Just the thought of you
Makes me stronger
Hope this feeling lasts
For time holds you still
My memories here
Where youll be
I just need to see
That what we have is real
Here and now
Today is our time
So lets come together
Hope it can be our forever
Basic Guide to Autistic RightsAutistic rights is about combating the idea that Autism is an entirely negative thing that must be cured, and preventing human rights abuses of Autistic people.Basic Guide to Autistic Rights5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
It is widely believed that the person that kickstarted the Autistic rights movement is a man named Jim Sinclair, after a presentation entitled "Don't mourn for us". As someone who was non-verbal until the age of 12, Jim's ability to articulate the desires of Autistic people started many people thinking. This presentation outlined some of the basic tenets:
- That autism is not something separate from an Autistic person, but is part of who that person is.
- That there's not a normal child "hiding behind" Autism.
- That a cure for Autism would mean that the child with Autism would cease to exist, and an entirely different "non-autistic" child would take it's place.
- That the ways autistic people relate to others is different, not nonexistent, and that Autistic people are not unreachable.
Here's the final words from the presentati