Killing LolitaTonight I'm killing Lolita.Killing Lolita4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not out of any malice
towards the girl herself,
but in sheer defiance
of the one who loves her.
After all she's just a symbol.
No one will miss her but him,
and he can't have her anymore.
I'm dressing her in lace
in satin and in pearls.
Setting frills around slender hips,
a dress fit more for a little girl.
He always liked that,
I string her up,
cut off every precious curl while
she cries without knowing why.
She hates him as much as I do
but never knew how to escape.
I can think of no better way to free her.
He never could free her,
not even when he tried.
Painless won't do though,
the symbol must suffer,
my little wicker princess
needs to be broken down,
'til there's nothing left for him.
I'll make cuts, slicing
bonds and ties and shackles
'til the lace is covered in so much blood,
'til the poetry based on lies
and the bed
and the walls
and it all
can be drenched in
The blood he bled
and she bled
so many years
Listen to Your Heart For HerListen to Your Heart For Her5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your smile, Once so beautiful
Now falters second by second.
Your eyes, Lit the way to heaven,
Now seem to darken with every tear.
Such a kind welcoming girl,
So pure, So warm, So beautiful.
If you let go, And turn away
You may lose what you had.
Such a struggle it must be,
To know just what to do.
But maybe deep inside,
Your heart knows what is best.
So before you say goodbye,
Before you leave your dreams behind,
Remember those special times.
Remember, And never forget.
And maybe if you listen,
Listen to your own heart,
You will find your answers.
And not run away.
And when you hear her,
And She is calling for you,
Hold her dear, Love her.
And see your dreams through.
I See Through Your EyesHushed cries seep under the doors and through the walls in the ward,I See Through Your Eyes5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as souls slip into a slow decay.
I don't belong here, wandering these halls.
The sick drift like lost ghosts with limp hands outstretched,
searching for meaning in their charts
and the strange language of the nurses.
hospitals are just pretty morgues.
You used to make me smile, but there's nothing to smile about in here.
there's only sadness and a sorrow
that creeps into the shape of my bones.
I don't want to live like this.
I don't want to be alone.
There is nothing here.
voices whisper through the darkness for my name,
and I am powerless.
above myself, I float, and stare down into the emptiness,
watching the black holes move under my skin.
my bones feel small, and I slip away,
down into the roots that hold the earth to me.
There's nothing to do, in all this silence, and I wear it so well.
I drink cold cups of tea, and speak above the static words of the other patients.
I eat plastic food with silver spoo
LessonsI.Lessons4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Always remember to smile,
yes even when you're ready to cry.
Cause someone out there really
needs to see you smile,
and sometimes you do too.
Don't let anyone make you feel
like you're not beautiful, not even yourself.
You don't need other people to validate you,
or to define how you feel about yourself.
Someone out there will always think you're beautiful.
Remember that people love you,
and that you're never really alone.
Someone loves you,
someone needs you,
and not everybody will leave.
Your life can't be controlled by the fear,
no matter how much it chews at you,
it can't be controlled by the pain,
even when it's hard to breath, or move, or feel.
I can be clean enough, no matter what your head says,
and trust me, it can be conquered, and it can be beautiful.
Believe in yourself,
Believe in God, or at least the Divine,
Believe in humanity,
Believe in magic and all the things that no one else can see.
Believe in love.
Despite what rule five says,
Petite Rose au JardinPetite Rose au Jardin3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Petite rose au jardin.
Petite rose au jardin, ton temps déjà compté,
Ta tête sur ton cou, quand ta tige chancelle,
En cet ultime chant du bruissement de tes ailes :
Métronome arrêté de ton temps écourté.
Oh Rose juste née! Quel feu déjà te brûle,
Petit bourgeon éclos au jardin des partout?
Tes beaux et longs cheveux, et puis, plus rien du tout ,
Com' dans la nuit soudain, un klaxon qui te hurle!
La chimie t'étourdit, et vacille ton ciel
Où n'a plus ses couleurs, tout là-haut, l'arc-en-ciel ;
Au jardin, au jardin, tant de beautés se meurent!
Quand il pleut le malheur, les petit' roses pleurent
Dans ce sombre pays de froide Leucémie,
Là, où la vie, hélas, n'est plus du tout amie!
fuckfuck13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fuck your little smile
and your teasing little eyes
fuck your tender touches
and fuck your little lies
fuck everything about you
everything that drew me in
the reason why im drowning
the reason i cant swim
you said you\'d fucking be there
but you werent when i needed you most
fuck your petty excuses
to me youre just a ghost
a spirit that wont leave me
or give me fucking peace
all i want is your arms around me
and for that im losing sleep
you just keep denying me
of the love i know is mine
im desperate cuz i need you
where do i draw the line?
i love you but i hate you
and for that i say fuck this
refusing me everything ive given
ignoring my only wish...
FibroMy pain is mute, yet it screamsFibro6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's blind, yet it sees
How I am just a curl of twisted flesh
Sore right from the bones
My hands ossified into a prayer
Quell me, take me down
All gods in all places
How can you let one live
When I can hardly breathe?
A Day In The LifeMy skin felt tight under the trails of dried tears. I'd sat for hours, writing my goodbyes, letting my tears sign my confessions. In less time than it took to walk to the corner of our crumbling street, my job would be done and I could get on with the business of taking my life.A Day In The Life6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I didn't know if it was misfortune or the selfless, unconditional comeradery he offered, but no one had won and lost so many companions to suicide as my closest friend. His heart was open to anyone who needed friendship or comfort, and in his arms I found some small amount of strength; enough to carry me through five years of unending misery. His was a friendship that offered me what I most lacked: unconditional, unassuming support. My family loved me, and offered me what they could, but Patrick understood me, because he had been down a road very similar to mine.
The guilt I felt when I thought of him consumed me momentarily and I laid my pen over my words,
My LightThere is a light at the end of this tunnel and I know it will come when I touch him, he will light up my future and understand my past, but to reach that light I must suffer in darkness, find whats good in the bad, and one day i'll find my light and tell him how he fell from the sky.My Light6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ForgottenI am cold, Im alone frozen to this spot that is not home, I want to escape to get away and have myself a holiday, where are you? where am I? Im so cold I cannot cry, tears will not shed, I cannot fly I lay here at night wishing I was dead.Forgotten5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Till you return - artist?I stare at my reflection'Till you return - artist?6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I dont recognise the face
No smile appears in greeting
No handshake or embrace
For now I stand in silence
I dont know what to say
You forgot to give me back
My heart you stole away
And now I stand
Out here alone
Waiting for the sound I want to hear
And though I know
It will not come
I will not move
Till you return
I wish that I could run away
From what should be the past
But I know that it shall haunt
The time I have to last
Moving onMoving on4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Infected soul,a mind possessed by hate and hunger
Only gods know your pain and sorrow
you just need to keep moving on(moving on) forwards
all this chains around your neck, all this scars upon your hands
are a reminder of the pain, the lost, all the people you have trusted
All this hate in your mind, all the feelings you kept inside
bursting out like thunder, I know you want to run away(please stay)
no matter where you'll go, this feelings will hunt you down, like a knife throught the chest, like a punch to the face
IT HITS YOU!
The pain,all the tears you cry in vain
it will never be the same,but you must keep moving on(moving on)
you said no one will help you,nobody cares,
but I do(I do!),just let me hug you and erase the pain
it's no shame, because you and I are the same.
O.C.DObsessive thoughts rage throughout the mind.O.C.D5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Worries and fears only increase with time.
An unwanted intrusion of an unbearable kind.
A silent head is a thought sublime.
But it does not end on a mental note.
Compulsions will follow, and all your time you'll devote,
To satisfy them every single day.
When others ask "Why?"
"Because I have to," you'll say.
To fulfill a need, to create order,
That is just part of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.
Magical Mary Sue AdventureSUPER SPECIAL MAGICAL MARY SUE ADVENTURE TIEM!Magical Mary Sue Adventure6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kaptain Kidd was so super storng. and he just LURVED girls soooo much! (btw: Kid is sew hawwt!!!1) oen day he found this gurl all stranded on an islnad and was all, "Shes so prett!" and then he was alll Killer! Get her on board noaw!" So killer got her on, and then kidd was all, "sh'e spretty!!" and then the girl woke up. who are you? i am captin kidd! who areu? and then she stood up all pretty and puffed her booooobes in his face (I SAID BOOBES! ) and he was all blusihng. then he was like "Yur so pretty! what's yur nam?" and the gloriouus mysterious girl stoof up and was all, " my name is Trixie D. Fancysons! I am 1 of the daughters of D!" but what were you doing ther?" Killer asked her, and hse looked a t him. Flipping her golden currls of hair into the breezey occean like air, she winked and was allll, "Im a castway, ! my father was an evil guy who didnt like me, nad then my mother was always jelouas of my beauty!" "I kan s
Prisoner of My MindBEEP! BEEP! BEEP!Prisoner of My Mind5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Ugh... Another day... Now to shower (shave, shampoo and then soap), dress (bra, deodorant, blow nose, panties, pants, socks, shoes, clean ears, brush teeth, put on make-up, put on shirt, and then brush hair).
All ready! Lights all out? Check, check, check.... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5... Gotta check again... Check, check, check... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5... It's good, Alyssa, it's good! No, no.... I have to check again... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5... Okay, I'm going to be late, I have to go! All right, I'm going... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5... Wait, I forgot something... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
Finally! I'm leaving! Is my speed okay? Check, check, check... It's okay... How about now? Check, check, check...
Character Quiz :DChose 10 of your OC's. Or ten of your favorite people.(like friends,family,celebreties. Anyone you think is cool.) But you can't chose yourself.Character Quiz :D8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1) 4 invites 3 and 8 to dinner at their house. What happens?
2) 9 tries to get 5 to go to a strip club.
3) You need to stay at a friends house for the night. Do you chose 1 or 6?
4) 2 and 7 are making out. 10 walks in...Their reaction?
5) 3 falls in love with 6. 8 is jealous. What happens?
6) 4 jumps you in a dark allyway. Who comes to your rescue? 10,2 or 7?
7) 1 decides to start a cooking show. 15 minetes later what is happening?
8) 5 is in a car crash and is critictly injured. What does 9 do?
9) 3 has to marry either 8,4 or 9. Who do they chose?
10) 7 kidnaps 2 and demands something from 5 for 2's release. What is it?
11) You get to meet either 1 or 6. Who do you chose?
12) 10 challenges 4 to a chariot race. Why?
13) Everyone gangs up on 3. Does 3 have a chance in hell?
14) Everyone is invite to 2 and 10 weddi
another survey: Spike and Samanother survey: Spike and Sam4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1) Pick one of your FCs/OCs
2) Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your FC/OC
3) Tag 3 people at the end of the quiz
1.) What's your name?
Spike: Spike Shaffer.
Sam: Samuel Eoghan Feidhlim Saunders.
Spike: dude, seriously?
Sam: uhm... y-yeah..
2.) Do you know why you were named that?
Spike: no idea, and I'd like to know, actually..
Sam: I've no idea either. My middle names mean something in Irish though, so I'm sure dad had a reason for giving me odd names.
3.) Are you single or taken?
Sam: same here.
4) Have any abilities or powers?
Spike: I can scowl people to death.
Spike: *sigh* Sam, didn't you ever learn about sarcasm..?
Sam: oh.. Well, to answer the question - no, I don't think I have any powers or such..
5.) Stop being a Mary-sue.
Spike: your MOM is a Mary-Sue..
Sam: what's a Mary-stew? o.o
6.) Uh...if you were to get in a fight with a strong wrestler, do you think you'd win?
Spike: me, because I'm so fricken buff..!
Cancer SurvivorI am a F*ckin' Cancer Survivor!Cancer Survivor5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
FriendsI tell myself you never loved meFriends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because it's easier to face
than the thought that it's possible
to not be loved well enough,
to not be loved enough.
I lay the blame on myself of course,
for faltering too often,
demanding far too much.
It was me, after all,
that watched the years
build up like walls,
that couldn't build
a bring so long.
It was me that fell to my knees
over and over
at the thought
of being abandoned,
and did the abandoning
when I felt so lost.
I'm not angry,
you were not
the man I
that you would never
see me as I saw you.
Peter Pan never really
saw Wendy the way
she thought she'd be seen.
Peter Pan runs wild
with his lost boys,
for more friends,
or a wife.
That's not what he wants,
and who am I to tear
him from that world?
I hope it's a nice world,
even if you don't believe it is.
You've always been like that,
a bit too grim for you own good.
You could never tell
451You were my burning bush,4513 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the fire that did not consume.
Please don't let the flames consume it.
What we had, what we made, what I gave you.
Leather bound love,
the sweet smell of ink and devotion and longing.
Keep it, tucked away if you must,
like you do with the bit of my heart you still hold.
I will never consider it a waste,
never the ultimate heartbreak
though we broke eachother in half.
Knowing that I loved like I loved,
that you loved me too
and that we built eachother a fortress of words,
coffee cups and cigarette butts.
Keep it tucked away somewhere safe,
where your children
or your grandchildren
can find it.
I hope one day they do find it
and that they will know
that someone loved you so so much.
That they would have spent fourty years
in the desert looking for you,
walked across oceans to sit at your feet.
If only we had not been so clumsy,
if only we could have taken that leap.
You hate me now,
for slights real and imagined.
CANCERCancer is a disease that has no preference. It has many forms and kinds. It comes so silently that most of the time we don't know it's there. It doesn't care what our age is. You can be perfectly healthy, and still get it. It slowly invades your body. It shows up in many different place. It can completely turn your world upside down. Most of the time we hear about the good, and loving people who get it. It'll make you reevaluate your life, and what's important to you. It'll show you who're your true friends are. If you allow it, it can either bring you down or inspire you. It can have love shine through you. It'll make you become humble. It'll help you realize how precious life really is. It can bring you closer to your family. Sometimes it can help your faith grow stronger. It can open your heart to receive His love. You'll learn to appreciate life as a gift. You'llCANCER6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Normal Day In Enies LobbyA Normal Day In Enies Lobby6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Normal Day in Enies Lobby
What I had witnessed in the kitchen, well it was just too delicious to keep a secret! I knew I had to tell someone, and, with that someone in mind, I rushed from the table and flew into the hallway.
Almost crashing into Kumadori who was entering the kitchen, I rushed an apology in his general direction. However, I could hear him call after me, Where are you going in such a haste, Fukurou? And I stopped; I figured I could give him a hint.
Whispering in his ear what I had seen, he gave me a perplexed look. Oh? Is that all?
But this is big, chapapa! I exclaimed excitedly, bouncing up and down in anticipation. Who knows when this event would end?
Kumadori, who still didnt seem interested, turned into the kitchen and out of my view. Well, that was no problem for me. I still had to find him before it was too late!
Continuing through the large building that was Enies Lobby, I reall