SelbstSelbstSelbst5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bette den Kopf, gedankenschwer
Müde der Lasten nur ein weiterer Tag
Kein Wille, keine Kraft, kein Verlangen mehr
Zu vieles geschah, zu vieles zerbrach
Tief in dir.
Du schließt die Augen, suchst zu verdrängen
All was dich bedrückt, bedrängt, unterdrückt
Versuchst nicht an das Morgen' zu denken
Du weißt, du spürst deine Welt ist verrückt
Aus ihren Fugen geraten.
Leise schwindet das letzte Licht
Das letzte Hoffen, alles umzukehren
Mit der ersterbenden Sonne erlischt
Du weißt, musst gegen die Furcht dich wehren
Die dich bedrängt.
Für Stunden schon, kommt es dir vor
Liegst du hier, ohne Schlaf, ohne Ruh
Verdrängst, bekämpfst den inneren Chor
Flüstert, wispert die Schuld dir zu
Verhöhnt dich, schonungslos.
Immer lauter, immer lauter klagen sie
Verhöhnen, beschimpfen, bedrängen dich
Du weißt sie lügen, es stimmt nicht, nie!
In my very last momentsIn my very last moments I saw a butterflyIn my very last moments5 years ago in Open More Like This
Ich war frei!
Schwebte wie der Vogel durch die Lüfte. Ich konnte die Wolken fühlen und ich sah den Wind, der mich aufwärts trug. - Mein Blut wärmte meine Seele.
Doch was ist es, was mich nun zu Boden zog? Das meine Sinne, denen ich einst traute 'trog? Der Grund - mir gefiele er immer schneller, immer mehr. Ich habe Angst, ich kann's nicht greifen. Ich ringe nach Luft, das Atmen fällt mir schwer. Ich darf nicht sterben, jetzt noch nicht. Ich kann es nicht begreifen.
Der Moment, er rückte immer näher, auf dich zu treffen. Immer schneller, immer
näher! Gleich ist's soweit, nur wenige Augenblicke. Ich schloss meine Augen - keine Augenblicke ... es wird still...
Ein Schmetterling, an Schönheit nicht zu überragen, es ist der Traum - den wir alle nachjagen. Es schlägt Farben, Rot, Blau und Grün, sie vermischen sich und verschließen meine Narben. Es schlägt mit den Flüge
Sometimes people need a lift.Love hurts.Sometimes people need a lift.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't mean the stupid "you broke my heart"
kind of love that heals after you realize that loser
wasn't worth your tears in the first place.
I mean real love.
Honest, pure love. is so. painful.
I don't think everyone gets there honestly.
To give everything to someone.
I don't mean physically. I don't mean romantically.
Because in it's purest form, love can be felt with those who you give your entire being to.
Your pointless stories,
running errands together,
sitting in silence for hours in the same room,
your time and effort,
your most shameful moments,
allowing yourself to become vulnerable,
getting little notes on your door,
crying in the car as you listen patiently in the passenger seat.
Love hurts not because this person could break your heart.
It's so far beyond that.
It rips my heart out when you curl into a ball because some jerk told you that you weren't good enough.
I feel helpless to see you miserable, trying to make ends meet.
I've seen you br
Human Experiences 13Human Experiences 134 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ah ah ah," he chided as he felt her inhale. "No screaming. I'd hate to have to do anything to that pretty face."
He dug his elbow into the small of her back, making her arch forward uncomfortably. Touko's hands scrambled across the ground, dirt lodging painfully deep under her fingernails, searching for anything to fight off her assailant. She had dropped her purse, which currently contained all of her Pokémon, on the way out of the center in her stupor, leaving her completely unguarded.
"On your feet," he commanded, jerking her up roughly by the neck. She stumbled forward awkwardly, tripping on her now severely bent flip-flops. With his free hand, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back against his body, pinning her arms against his waist; he ground his hips against her hands suggestively, making her feel sick to her stomach.
"My, my," he whispered, letting his fingers stroke her jawline; they slid easily across her now tear drenched skin, "I
Schwester im TannenwaldSchwester im Tannenwald2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Schwester im Tannenwald
Bruder im See
frierst dir die Händchen kalt
isst bittren Klee.
Goldstern gen Himmel steigt
- Rauhnächte tief -
sein Duft am schwarzen Kleid
als alles schlief.
- Blüten so rot -
lauert der Tod.
Augen so wasserhell
- finsteres Glück -
leuchtet ein Kerzelein
kein Weg zurück.
Vom dunklen Maulbeerbaum
- noch zungenwarm -
streichelt ein letzter Kuss
Kauert ein Mägdelein
zitternd im Schnee
Schwester im Tannenwald
Bruder im See.
KyrieIch binKyrie5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
es lähmt mich
sie quält mich
Ich mess die
ich kann nicht
Hope Ch.10 EdWinHope Ch.10 EdWin4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The wait for Al to get to Central was becoming excruciating. It had already been about 12 hours since he called, and his mind wouldn't stop racing. He literally felt like he would implode from the amount of thinking, guessing, and planning he was doing. Even though it had already been hours, he still had no idea of how to explain the situation to Al.
He didn't want to know what Al's reaction would be. He was sure he would get a lot of heat for not telling him about Cane, but they didn't have time for that and surely that was bound to make Al frustrated. Also, the fact that Winry and Granny were caught up in this, would make him furious, just like he already was. On the other hand, he really did want to know what he was going to say. He needed another mind working on this, not just his. If it was just him, he knew that his thoughts would take him down a path where there was no looking back. Already, his emotions were fueling those negative thoughts.
He felt trapped. He felt like he was
The X-blade Wielder -Prologue-The X-blade Wielder -Prologue-4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kairi sat on the paopu tree, staring out toward the ocean. She knew she shouldn't be worrying, that Sora and Riku could handle anything that came their way, but still she worried. It had been almost two months since her two best friends left to take their Mark of Mastery exam, and she had heard no word on how they did. She sighed, "It's just like two years ago, when they saved the worlds from Organization XIII."
She jumped down and started walking back toward her rowboat.
"I mean, is it too much trouble to send a messenger? Or even just a simple letter in a bottle?" she asked herself as she opened the door of the shack that connected the tiny islet to the island. Briefly she paused, looking around to see if maybe they had sent Pluto with a letter in his mouth, which she had heard from Donald was how he and Goofy started their journey that eventually led to Sora. She rather liked Pluto, especially since he was
naechte, blaugehaucht :poem:naechte, blaugehaucht :poem:3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
blaugehaucht und warm
in deinem mund
deine frühen worte
wieder und wieder
- wimpernnah -
die auf dem weg
ihr salz verlor
Nur ein fluechtiger GedankeNur ein flüchtiger Gedanke am Tag,Nur ein fluechtiger Gedanke6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
als ich schlaftrunken in der Sonne lag.
Möcht abtauchen, in eine andere Welt,
wo ein Lächeln, noch wirklich was zählt.
Dahin, wo das Licht noch in Strömen erscheint
und Frieden, sich mit besagtem Licht vereint.
Doch ich bin hier, auf der Wiese im Sonnenlicht
und warte auf die Chance, die mehr verspricht.
GrastaenzerDu gingst durch hüfthohe HalmeGrastaenzer4 years ago in Visual Poetry More Like This
als watest du
durch einen Fluß.
Das Gras legte sich wie von selbst
Du bist der wahre Grastänzer
denn du weisst
wie man den Weg bereitet.
Du allein verstehst es
das Gras in anmutigen Wogen
zu einem Teppich
The Best TraitorsThe masks of the traitors. When their faces are unnumbered, the sooner you run, the safer.The Best Traitors4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Everyday they show off their two faces, like a diamond ring sparkling in the light.
Everyday they pretend all the way into the depths of the night.
The smell of betrayal is everywhere you turn.
As white flashes occur, after the moments of blindness, there's the sickening sight of all the faces they burn.
In panic, looking left to right, there's no way out!
No one to lean on except yourself, the face of the old you'll do without.
The curse of the best traitors, forever will still stand.
The lifting of curses is no easy task, just drowning in the ocean of sand.
Getting lost inside your own mask, but how, before it's refined?
To compete with their plastic brilliance, that's what we have to find.
Plastic is always better, the way it easily manipulates. The unbeatable trick.
''Here's the collection,'' it taunts, take your pick.
Are you ready for a trade in?
Are you ready to trade the innocence for a s
NorwayXReader//Northern LightNorwayXReader//Northern Light3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your exams were finally over. To celebrate, your mom and dad would pay for a holiday in Norway, just for you. You were hoping you could see the Northern Lights, because you had been wanting to see them ever since you were a little kid. You had seen them on television and in books and you googled it over a thousand times. Even in your dreams, the night sky was always filled with beautiful colour.
You had been in Norway for 4 weeks now. Unfortunately, you hadn't had any luck with seeing the Northern Lights so far. Seeing them in your last week would be pretty much near impossible. And now, you had nothing else to do other than sit around and enjoy the beautiful landmass of Norway. You decided it would be time to visit the nearest lake, the Øyungen in Oslo.
When you finally reached the lake, you looked around, adoring the beautiful sight in front of you. While drifting off in space, you heard an emotionless voice asking something
"Frøken, ønsker du å se mer av innsj