RelizationI always complain about being ignored,
That it's their fault for leaving me behind.
But really, it's my fault.
I always stay distant from others,
While lying behind my "mask of happiness".
If I want to be acknowledged then I need to do something.
I can't just wait for someone to acknowledge my existence.
I have to stop waiting for help,
Because I am running out of time.
The only way I can escape this mess is by doing things myself.
I may have friends to try and help.
But truthfully if I want out,
Then I have to step up and try to get out.
It may take a few years,
But better start later than never.
But don't think this is the end of my story.
Because this is just the start.
Three wordsThree wordsThree words4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three words that can mean so much
Yet mean so little.
That is so simple to say
And yet, so hard to confess out loud
That can either bring two together,
Or push them apart.
Pure and sweet,
That can lift you
Or crush you
And what may these three words be you may ask?
That put together can cause happiness or depression?
Tears Don't Fall ~ Russia x Germany With blood shot eyesTears Don't Fall ~ Russia x Germany3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watch you sleeping
I stared down at his sleeping form, his chest rising and falling with every deep breath he made. My anger swelled at the sight once again.
The warmth I feel beside me
Is slowly fading
I hated him. I loved him. He loved me, even though I treated him badly without any shred of remorse. He's seen the side of me everybody else has, but yet he's still here. Still here to provide that small ray of sunlight that I desperately yearn for. But, like everything else in my life, I tainted his sweet purity.
- - -
The sickening sound of hard metal hitting bone echoed around the small chamber.
"N-Nein. . ." He groaned, pain dripping in his voice. "I-Ich liebe dich."
I dropped my crimson stained faucet and looked him over. His face was swollen, bruised, cut, and painted with red. I gently grasped his chin and tilted his head upwards to meet my eyes. "You're so beautiful when you bleed,"
CanadaxPrussia... oh gawsh...It wasn't like we were friends or met through some epic event or whatever. I mean, honestly, I gave him some of my maple syrup and he liked it! I mean, sure, I guess that he never forgot my name, but it wasn't like we were best friends or anything.CanadaxPrussia... oh gawsh...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well, I guess he really liked my syrup because, one morning, he came over to my house, demanding that I make him pancakes. I was too half-asleep to care... besides, Kumajirou was starting to get annoying with his whining for food.
I made twelve pancakes and he ate all but three. Kumajirou ate those ones.
I had cereal for breakfast...
Then that guy declared that I made the best pancakes in the entire world, saying that they were almost as awesome as the maple syrup which was almost as awesome as him. I'm not sure what his definition of awesome is, but it's obviously different from mine...
After that, he came over to my house every day he possibly could to eat my pancakes, waffles, or french toast. I really should have said something against i
Gakuen Hetalia 1 -RuPru- Ludwig walked in and saw his brother asleep, pencil still in hand. There were various notebooks and certain history books strewn across the bed. His brother had studied. His brother never studied unless A) He was depressed and trying to keep his mind off of things or B) He was failing a certain class, which, thankfully, hadn't been happening for a while. The blonde sighed and walked towards the albino, carefully taking the pencil out of his hand, cringing when he whimpered and curled tightly into a ball, and bean taking the books off of the bed, carefully putting them in an organized manner on his brother's desk. Then he noticed one book happened to be Russian history. Ludwig shook it off.Gakuen Hetalia 1 -RuPru-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ludwig noted that his brother was already barefoot and in pajamas, alright. No need to awake the albino and deal with a wrath so fierce it could make a demon quiver in fear. Carefully Ludwig covered his brother up and tucked him in some, a habit he had caugh