True DespairTrue Despair2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How the light has darkened.
How the strongest have fallen.
This cloak remains
Unseen by many
A barrier to hide away
Covering up my damaged sanity
I have to act a certain way
And pretend I still have a sense of humanity
But I know it's too late
So there is no restoring me
I am both sword and shield
My bane is myself
My wounds will never heal
I am both heaven and hell
I fear my own reflection / I dread my own aggression
I am your ruination / I am your protection
I keep all destruction within / I keep all sympathy distant
I am your nightmare / I am your savior
The gift of infliction
Tells the story of life
The curse of humiliation
Reaps all forms of power and pride
Oh how the human soul can be broken.
Oh how the darkness can be overpowering.
This overwhelming pain
Is what you shall not fear
As I start to break
I hold the thoughts of your love near
I cannot place blame
So I put it i
The Sea of PillsThe Sea of Pills4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One day I'm gonna drown myself in the Sea of Pills
To forget you left me feeling bad.
I won't be able to move myself just right,
And I'll hate myself,
For not giving you what you wanted to have.
The Error of My Ways.The Error of My Ways.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to where the die was cast.
Arise, reluctant to bare witness
to what unfolds.
Back where I believed,
like some arrogant fool,
that the good of the outcome,
outweighed the erroneous methods.
My delusions have turned so vivid
that they become commonplace
with my reality,
running hand in hand
towards my downfall
as a friendly face in the crowd...
TurkeyXReader- From The HeartYou were sitting on the park bench, staring at the note you wrote for Sadik. Sighing, you stuck the note in your book and began to read, or at least tried to. You wished you could give the note to him, but you were far to embarrassed. What if he didn't like you back? You continued to stare at the pages of your book.TurkeyXReader- From The Heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey! _____!" A familiar voice broke you from your thoughts. You looked up and smiled at Sadik.
"Hello Sadik," You said to him. He was wearing his mask as usually and that cloak he hardly every took off.
"Haha. What are you doing?" he asked.
"Reading," you replied as you closed your book. "What brings you here?"
"Oh I was checking the sights and I happen to run into you," he replied as he sat beside you. "What book are you reading?"
"Oh, I'm reading (insert favorite book title here)."
"Sounds cool. May I see it?"
"Sure," you said, handing the book to him. He flipped through the pages and the note you wrote to him fell out.
"What's this?" he asked as he picked it up. "Oh...?
-recc - capitolo II--recc - capitolo II-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II ivi II
Ritroso di un modello a cadere. Tutti, tutte, donne e uomini, non sono me. Anche prima mi sentivo diverso. Sapevo che c'era qualcosa di discorde. Così la penna ha cominciato ad andare da sola, perseguendo il tracciato dei miei pensieri, sfuggendo al mio controllo.
Da quando ho la certezza della mia diversità, da quando sono consapevole di appartenere ad un'altra specie ben più antica di quella umana, la mia condizione è completamente estraniata. Ascolto il sibilo dell'aria, qualcosa con cui gli umani convivono da sempre, qualcosa di talmente abitudinario da divenire sottofondo, stemperando in nulla.
La voce del silenzio, la voce del vento assente, frasi di un'altra Terra cui mi ritrovo a circumnavigare.
Percepisco le differenti sfumature del suo carattere, l'essere altro pur nell'uguaglianza. I suoi poli non sono cambiati, i continenti hanno la stessa forma familiare. Identici i mappamond
I Know, You Know -CHAP.15--DN-I Know, You Know -CHAP.15--DN-2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When I called Shen he confirmed exactly what I'd suspected… Sunae Michishio's ID had most definitely been used at a small convenience store in the Kanan area of the Minamikawachi district in Osaka.
It was unlikely that the identity thief would still continue to frequent the same store, but it was still a lead and it was definitely worth checking out. And it proved our theory of there being another person involved in this case. So a trip to Osaka was definitely imminent, and I had a way to make things a little easier…
"My family live in the Taishi area," I explained to L after I'd recounted everything that Shen had told me. We'd been sat back at the kitchen table discussing this for at least half an hour now. "If it's the same store I'm thinking of in Kanan then it's really not that far to get to. I can stay at my mom's under the pretence of visiting and use it as a cover to investigate further…"
I'd already decided that my family couldn'
The friendYou asked me for my friendship,The friend9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I said I'd never leave you.
I asked you for the same thing,
and you said you'd love me too.
You asked me to give you life,
I said I had sent it all away.
You said that it was alright,
and there was nothing left to say.
You always came at the right time,
when there was nothing I could blame.
You brought me back towards the light,
when all I had was my shame.
Knowing you were there,
I woke to a better day.
With you, my life is complete,
in at least one more way.
EMOtionA smile is just a frownEMOtion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Turned upside down.
Just a lie we all paint on
To hide the truth we have locked inside.
We promise we are ok.
We promise nothing is wrong
So we smile and hide our pain
And sing a cheery song.
But the truth is we're dying inside.
And we don't think we can make it through another night.
And the scars that lie across our wrists.
Are there as proof of our fight.
People judge us,
Say we're sick.
But maybe if they'd look past our scars,
They'd stop acting like complete dicks.
So save you comments, and your lies.
We do not need them
For we are stronger than you think.
We have emotion and that is our strength!
Happy Hetaween! (A Hetalia Halloween Fanfic)Happy Hetaween! (A Hetalia Halloween Fanfic)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
All the nations were gathered at a Halloween party hosted by Japan.
America peeked from behind the potted plant in the corner of the room at England, who he decided would be his victim to scare this year. England was bickering with France, as per usual. America smirked to himself. He would be the perfect scare victim. He lowered his Jason mask and slowly creeped out from behind the plant and snuck up behind England.
In the process of arguing with England, France looked over the latter's shoulder and saw.... was that actually Jason!?
"S-Sacre bleu!" France yelled, wide eyed and starting to back away.
England rolled his eyes. "You can't fool me with that, you bloody frog."
America held back his laughter and raised his blade.
"L-look behind you!" France's eyes widened even more and started running away.
England sighed. "Git." He turned around and met the eyes, or rather mask, of Jason (or so he thought). He froze in fear and screamed at the top of his lungs, which caused heads to turn the
Living Without YouLiving Without You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Living Without You
(Title from: Living Without You by: TheIntenseGaze)
You weren't planned, my angel,
But from the very second I knew you existed
My heart was yours
And you were mine:
My beautiful, little, Beanie.
You may have been an accident,
But you were never a mistake.
Mistakes are things you regret;
I do not regret the life you were inside me.
Though your own father dubbed you a parasite,
A mistake to be rectified,
Easily, he said,
So that I could earn his respect...
...him and his pseudo respect weren't important you were.
You became my very life
From the moment I saw your heart beating:
You were my child,
I learned to live with you to adjust old eating habits.
I remembered to take my vitamins every day never
Skipped one, because you needed them.
As you grew inside me,
I learned to live with feeling sick:
I fought my nausea,
I fought pain,
I fought a whole family for you.
If only you could have seen the hap
ConfusionConfusion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's that sound echoing from my chest?
The continuous beating without rest
It quickens at the appearance of your name
Pumps the blood quicker when touched without shame
My mind become delirious with thought
Daydreaming of a cold wet day that was hot
When reinforced walls came tumbling down
And ice queen lost her crown
Do I want this?
Do I want him?
I miss, I want the touch of his skin
I want to be held
I want to hold
I love, like the way he was bold
Even if right now it isn't just
Is this love?
Help! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!ReaderHelp! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
_____ bit her lip and shook her hair into her face as she knocked on Professor Kirkland's front door. She, regardless of the fact that she was naturally shy, was extremely nervous and embarrassed to be there. Tutoring. Of all reasons to be here, it was because she needed tutoring. Joy. _____, unlike every other girl in her class, was taking British Literature with Professor Kirkland for the class. Every other girl was there because he was the youngest and sexiest teacher at the university. Sure, he was pretty dreamy, but she wanted to focus on her academics.
She couldn't help but have a crush on her extremely attractive teacher. He was just absolutely perfect; a gentleman, scholar, but still a little quirky and somewhat cynical. He was amazing. And that accent. Oh, how it made _____ melt. She was a huge sucker for British accents. Her thoughts were interrupted when Arthur Kirkland himself answered the door. She had been expecting his younger brother (and her good friend
-recc - capitolo III--recc - capitolo III-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
III ivi III
L'attimo dopo che sono entrato in questa realtà, il buco si è richiuso e il mondo da cui provenivo è "andato scomparso". Di nuovo restano solo i ricordi;
e la mia penna.
-Quindi lui sarebbe me.- Afferma abbassando lo sguardo su quel masso grigio di pietra informe.
-Qualcuno che ti è molto vicino.-
-Poche balle, mi stai chiaramente dicendo che lui potrebbe essere me. Magari aveva un altro naso, i suoi occhi potevano essere azzurri, verdi o marroni, non come i miei, eppure sarebbe me.-
-Immagino troverai tutto questo improbabile.-
-Improbabile, già, o forse aggiungerei, assurdo per un essere umano.-
-Perché? Come mai avrebbe fatto una idiozia simile?-
E mentre dico ciò avverto una presenza, un qualcosa che non capisco. Mi guardo attorno inutilmente, non un rumore, non un movimento, solo la quiete di un luogo in cui si coltiva la pace eterna.
-Per la st
-recc - capitolo IV--recc - capitolo IV-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
IV ivi VI
Di nuovo l'identica casa, nulla di diverso, dev'essere una realtà vicina a quella che ho lasciato. Sembra tutto uguale, ma lo so, lo sento, non sono più lì. Potrei tornare da lei, so dov'è casa sua, ma non si ricorderebbe di me, non saprebbe neppure che esito, forse.
La donna di questa Terra non è la bimba che stavo baciando, non l'impiegata di quel giorno o colei che mi era apparsa nel foglio. Sarebbe solo un altro doppione sconosciuto che ignora la mia esistenza.
Dovrei provare dolore, credo, ma non sono un misero umano, so come spegnere le emozioni quando mi sono scomode. Rinchiudo la mia malinconia in gabbie di logica. Si può fare, lo so fare. Sono un maestro in questo.
La gente cade, e poi risale; continua in questo fluttuare d'universi a riproporsi la stessa oscillazione di speranza alternata ad odio, egoismo e empatia, separazione e unione d'intenti. Pare quasi surreale come lievi alterazioni dell
Courting DeathCourting Death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Death should be a glorious fiend,
an indulgent lover
who cradles your head
and feasts off
the slow twine
of body and soul.
He must court you,
run his long, cool fingers
from temple to spine
and count the days
that climb toward heaven.
He should caress
behind your knees,
find the delicate shift
and blood -
a music only he can taste,
and knead the supple
and smooth hopes you hold
and turn them into pledges.
He will love you
as you deserve -
that final lilt
of joy blotting out your breath,
his bleak and sinewed body
covering what lies beneath,
making the light
within your cheeks
a barren vessel
to whet his longing.
SognareSognare è trasformare il mondo con i propri occhi...Sognare4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cursedMia madre grida. È sola.cursed5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suo marito, mio padre, l'ha abbandonata. Ci ha abbandonanti entrambi quando ha saputo che io non sarei stato come gli altri. L'oracolo l'aveva predetto e lei avrebbe dovuto uccidermi, ancora piccolo nella sua pancia...Ma non voleva.
Mi ama, mi amerà nonostante tutto, è questo che si ripete ora, mentre lotta per la mia vita. Sola, mi sta dando alla luce, contro tutti quelli che dicono che devo morire.
Mi tiene ben nascosto mentre china raccoglie ortaggi. In quel campo sterminato lei e poche altre donne fanno quel lavoro ingrato, tutte con un fagotto sulle spalle. Ma tra quei bambini io sono il più nascosto.
Quando le altre donne invitano mia madre a fare cena con loro lei rifiuta, gentilmente, per tornare alla nostra misera casa, una cascina abbandonata e vecchia lontano da tutto e da tutti.
Solo allora mi scopre, guardandomi con amore.
I miei occhi gialli, la pupilla verticale, i miei capelli argentati e lunghi nonostante sia solo un neonato