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TrustTrust9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trust is important.
A special bond between friends.
Something that shouldn't be broken.
But once trust is broken
it will never be the same again.
The person who trusted you,
will have a hard time trusting anyone else.
Because you broke their trust.
Do you know the pain?
The pain after a person's trust breaks?
It hurts.
Makes them cry.
But worst of all,
Makes them think they can't trust anyone.
So in the end they loose faith in people.
Hoping someone will come along that won't hurt them.
But after so many mistakes,
After so many times for trusting the wrong person.
Do you think they can trust themselves?
Trust doesn't invol
Kakuzu X ReaderI was in the woods and running away from these men who were trying to kill me. They were mad at me for hitting them for being pigs to a woman. "Come back here!!!" I did not listen to them but continued running. My throat began to hurt from breathing so hard. A cliff appeared in front of me. I had no choice but to jump down and try to grab something to stop my falling. Suddenly something wrapped around my body and pulled me up. I kept my body rigid and stiff as a board. 'What is this stuff?' I looked down at myself to see what looked like black tentacles. When I was above the ground I saw the men that were chasing me were knocked out. I saw aKakuzu X Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
DecontrolledDecontrolledDecontrolled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have so many thoughts and feelings…
I just can't put them all on paper.
I don't know how to describe what's going on,
But it's definitely close to mass-mayhem.
Everything around me is changing,
Everything inside my head is swirling around,
I'm so confused all the time, I'm constantly worrying.
I guess I'm just trying to get a grip on too many things,
Too many things I have no control over…
I think that's what I've wanted but just never knew it,
I want control…
-Krystal<3
Sugar RushHer ripe cherry lips pull backSugar Rush2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from her teeth when she
smiles at me, a flirty snarl
an ice cream sparkle.
She wants me to be
the lollipop on her tongue.
Her almond eyes are chocolate swirled.
Her skin soft and brightly warm
like Starbursts while her nails
are peppermints.
Strawberry clothes except a scarf
which wraps like taffy.
She would taste of it all.
I would feel the tingle of her for days.
She smacks her mouth when
the candy comes out
and winks.
Tempting. Oh so tempting.
But I think I'll do the salad bar instead.
The Necromancer - Ch. 11The Necromancer - Ch. 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lily watched as Trudy came out of surgery, an oxygen tube going up to her nose. She couldn't believe such a small thing was actually helping her to breathe. In Rusinova, the oxygen mask would have covered most of her face, and would have barely done the job if it wasn't custom fitted. The IV was a bag instead of a bottle, another thing that seemed absolutely strange to her, but seemed to be getting the job done. Trudy was in no pain, sleeping peacefully despite being badly burned and heavily bandaged. She couldn't help but feel responsible for it still, since her bullet was what splashed her with the demon's acidic blood in the first place.
Violin.I plucked so softlyViolin.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
heartstrings and bloodied wood
buried in my jaw
and what of it.
My naked fingers wish to hide their faces in cold mittens
the embarrassment of failure
hot on my white knuckles
the hemorrhaging of chance speckling my face
so I play harder
tiny strings
weeping beneath.
And one by one, they give way
sickening breaks in my own hands
wailing panic
I stained my best shirt
my only instrument, broken to pieces
splinters wearing my hands as if they were pitiful masks.
I draw a deep breath,
resisting t
Soldier's GirlDon't go againSoldier's Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't leave me here
Don't stay away
Keep me in fear
Don't die over there
Don't not come back
Don't make me live
In shades of black
Be a strong man
Be a good soldier
Save innocent lives
From battlefield smoulder
Risk your life
I understand
Be brave to the end
Lend your strong hand
These are my thoughts
The one back home
So contradictory
So set in stone
My fear is constant
But so's my love
We'll both do our parts
Until down goes the sun
No matter what comes
Even if it's not you
I'm proud to be yours
Who defends red, white, and blue
Heart brokenWhy does love hurt so bad.Heart broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't believe it happened
I loved him a lot
and he goes and breaks my heart
I'm done, done dating
at least for now till
i find the right guy.
I thought he was the one
but then he turns around
and says it was all a lie
Now i cry every day and night
because he's the only one i'll ever love.
I still love him even though
he put me through this pain.
Heartbreaks hurt
Nocturnuswith spiteful precision draw faith in my love upon the trees stern bow and fantasies torrents midair collisions of nightmares and dreams within us confides this fire our statues placed upon the misty spire look down from their asylum to our chaos and darkness nocturnes of sorrow bled from bodies floating in this well of sick marrow that stains your purity to black visions between the minute clock midair collisions from beneath the scattered needles lies the wretch, the vile , the illuminant soul speaks backwards "hate!" he cries as he drowns in living waters of purple despair his insides on the flooded fire scorched still beating heart we sweNocturnus2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Kitten A Kitten's purr is like an angel's sigh.My Kitten2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As she lays here next to me, I come to realize this more and more.
Her tiny form curled next to me, her chest moving up and down slowly with each breath. Her skin so soft and fair, her oak colored hair a mess, but I don't care.
He gently mews as she dreams, reminding me of her gentle laugh, how it amuses me every time.
Each day as I watch her I'm left to wonder, why each question I've asked she's told me, 'yes'. I don't feel special although I seemed blessed. She really seemed to bring out my best.
Sleep soundly my Kitten, may you dream sweet dreams tonight. I, your Lion shall stay by your si
Secrets HaikuHere is a secretSecrets Haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
This means I trust you a lot
Now please don't hurt me
Life Take And Give PG 1Life Take And Give PG 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When everyone dump you and left you find yourself alone in this world and life become suck, so you try to make your own things but you never get lucky, and life become so hard to leave by your own so you just try to find something you live for, when somewhere you don't know how? Or when? or why? Something show up into your life…and it's all become a GOOD LIFE.
5 years ago Jennie lost her parents in a car accident, she was so sad and depressed because she doesn't know where to go or what to do besides she didn't know anyone from her family because her parents were from another country ….so she decide to make her own life, it's was
One Night in the DesertIn the night there was a man who had arrived from the darkness. He seemingly evaporated from it, a ghastly spirit he was who held tightly to the briefcase he seemed to bring directly from the grave he was buried within. There wasn't anywhere to look when he entered, for he stammered loudly between the grunts he breathed out and slopped across the floor in a slumped stance over to the counter of just another Ohio gas station diner spaced cross the plains, which apparently stuck in a good variety of holes for corpses among the corn.One Night in the Desert2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not only was he loud in comparison to the hushed tone of the tight-knit biker and truck community that were all
You took your love awayYou push me, use me, reject me; watch me fall.You took your love away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This hollow pain in my heart won't die.
I hide the agony I feel deep within my soul.
I am heartbroken, my soul is broken and bruised.
Everyday passes in a blur, my heart sinks, and I die a little more.
Scars cover my wrists, mind and soul
I've bled for you, shed tears for you but you still don't want me.
You used me, you made me cry, broke my heart, and now I want to die.
My heart can no longer endure any more sorrow, or pain.
I am overwhelmed by guilt and shame for my past mistakes.
All that is left of me, is an empty, broken shell.
Incapable to love, to live; dead inside.
I am numb,
The Slaughter RoundsI had lost count of how many animals were killed, I could always just count the bullets missing from my sniper. I wouldn't bother anyway all that mattered was the tip of my gun rested on the windowsill firing on my demand. Then again I should have counted them now rather than count their bodies as I moved the blood soaked animal corpses into the blazing bonfire. A few months ago I could have never imagined myself murdering animals, I couldn't even bring myself to kill a fly, but then again a few months ago it hadn't happened. Right now I am at my Uncles barn, we both took refuge here the day after it happened, lucky for me my Uncle was one ofThe Slaughter Rounds2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Exist, though They'd Deny you.That you exist is the greatest proofExist, though They'd Deny you.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of God.
005there is something in your heart that calls to me0052 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a siren or a harpy
intent on eating me whole
screeching, sorrowful, teary-eyed
how can i bear to look at you
when you've already
swallowed me
humanophobia.humans are the only ones who I won't listen to anymore.humanophobia.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they have expectaions,
creating a cage made of silver silk,
and they have rules, transforming it with a silver graticle,
sorrounding, shielding, immuring you.
their mouths abscond star-like syllables and their
sun-like rays
are the only things that are able to enlighten this night-like place.
but
when they are disappointed [when you are not enough]
and they take away the light and take away the warmth and forsake you,
extraditing you to the cold. which hurts.
they want to protect me, they say.
but then they take away the penetrative cold, leaving you to feel
not
PulseI want you to know that my heart's still beating and I'm only pretending to drown. I want you to know that I'll still be here when the sun sets and the moon rises and I get a glimpse of its craters amongst the clouds. I'll be here when the wind screams through the window and the rain lies sideways to get away. I will emerge from an ocean, an exam hall, a forest triumphant. I'll keep my blood off the leaf litter and I won't die alone, if at all.Pulse2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll write it so it can be read and not in a code or lifeless scrawl. Maybe I'll make my letters loops and pretty and learn cursive off the internet (I was never taught).
If it comes down to a choice
TZA: Check It OutTZA: Check It Out2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
How brave of you!
Upon approaching, you listen beside the window before pulling back the curtains.
You hear a moaning noise...
"Great, the neighborhood drunk again," you think to yourself.
You throw open the window to tell him to buzz off.
Oh, snap, it's a zombie.
You're soon bitten and have caught the z-virus!
You had so much to live for! *Tear*
Like being a shut-in on DeviantArt on the weekend...
Happy brain-munching.
Don't Worry IntroductionIt was early in the morning, 6:00 AM to be exact, and almost all the residents in Ponyville were still asleep, all but three. One was the red stallion SunnyStorm observing the massive dark cloud starting to form over the town, another was the other red stallion Big Macintosh taking his daily early Sunday walk around the apple orchard of Sweet Apple Acres, his family's apple farm, and the last pony was the ever so shy, light yellow pegasus mare Fluttershy. Something collapsed inside her cottage on the outskirts of town over night and she was inspecting the damage, it was not too bad a group of bird houses got too heavy for a branch inside theDon't Worry Introduction2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
70. 67 PercentI had a lovely childhood70. 67 Percent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have learned through my adolescent years
I blossomed in my adult years
I dated a few
Until I fell head over heels for the one
And luckily that one loved me back
I got married
A lovely marriage
With the love of my life
And wonderful children
I have the perfect job
It pays well with wonderful respect
With money I pay for the necessities
And the occasional perks
I have the perfect car
The perfect lawn
The perfect house
With perfect furnishings
I learned from my mistakes
Gained from my rewards
Earned respect from my neighbors
And friendships unwavering
The perfect life
But it was nearly complete
Anything But Human- Chapter 5Brooklyn woke up alone. James had to be around here somewhere.Anything But Human- Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As she walked out of her bedroom, Alex was wondering the halls.
"Have you seen James?" she asked him.
"No, I haven't. You're up awful late," he added. "Actually sleep last night?"
Brooklyn shrugged. It was sort of sleep.
As Zinovia and Blade awoke to the light sounds of the morning, it was peaceful. But only for a moment. Zinovia could tell Blade had something on his mind.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Something's off balance," he said vaguely, stepping to the window.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I think something's going to go wrong," Blade said sharply. "Soon."
"Should w
In The Past and PresentIn the past there lived a knightIn The Past and Present2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Handsome and kind shinning
In his silver plate armor. The king's
First man he lived, but unhappy
Without his beloved woman.
In the present there lives a woman
Knowing and beautiful daughter to a
Well faring merchant. Many friends she
Has, but alone she is without her loving
Kind and brave knight.
In the past the knight
Is filled with hate for he
Is unwillingly alone. His
Heart is gone, for he does not
Hold a woman in his hand.
In the present the woman
Lives in sorrow without
A loving man. Her heart aches,
And her soul yearns for the one
Who calls her his own.
In the past the knight
Is r
Sta.sh
