Take My HandTake My Hand2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take my hand,
We will fall off the world, together
I feel them, my wings sprouting
They bloom, like heavy beautiful roses
Baby little feathers, dance all around us
Here in, your arms
I feel special
Take my hand,
We will dance forever, together
Enchanting with our heart songs
Our feet, never touching the ground
Here in, my arms
My heart is singing
Take my hand,
Together, never let go
Our lips, they kiss
We hear, the loud music
Our minds, stitching the memories
I HaTeI don't get itI HaTe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of how the world was made
Of how the emotions and feelings
I hate it
I hate the world
For being so emotional
For people to judge other people
Everybody is so mean
But everybody is meaner
Who made up words?
Who made up emotions?
Who made up humans and make them different?
Why is everybody so unequal?
It doesn't make sense
Who made up social?
How does one make sense while the other doesn't?
Nothing makes sense
Not in the very least
I hate of how the world was made
There's nothing to like or love
Only to dislike
Only to hate
Risen From DeathRisen From Death2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With one final breath
Death kisses her, drinking in her soul
Light lambent mist
Oozes from her lips
A vehement vibe
Rocks the monotonous void
He raises her up,
Her woebegone shell, laden within his alluring arms
Hungry and desperate hellhounds
Plunders the grounds
With a lick, Death tames these deterred creatures
Away with he and she, they cross the fields of punishment
Banshees and ghosts
Wail for their attention
For the Lord of the Dead, awaits for approval
You're Nothing...He brushes a strand of hairYou're Nothing...3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
He smiles at me
He holds me into his arms
He whispers into my ears
"You're nothing "
This NameThis Name1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
This name that I have been given
Has made my life a little paranoid
It's so very common
That I decided to hate it
How can I be different?
When everywhere I go,
I see and hear that name
The same as mine
The more I hate this name
The more I want another one, a different one
To be named by so many people that has
Those same nine letters
I wish mine was changed
I realized, along my time
I despised nicknames
They're just going to be
Alike, unchanged, similar to the one I have
From those who have chosen
Afraid of the Dark CH1Afraid of the Dark CH12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Out in a cold dark mist, I stand in a heavy down cloak. Two buffy demons stand next to me, guarding my surroundings for any interlopers. My face is cover a bit, but my black hair covers mostly my eyes. Soon, down from the skies a man with black and red wings, kneels in front of me. The guards take their cue and leave the area.
"Ma'am, there are two wizards at the entrance and an army of Dementors at the sides." The man says, as he keeps his head down while I think. I look deep within the fog, visualizing the prison cell.
"Kill the guards and recruit the Dementors." My voice is low, but strong.
"Yes, ma'am." He stands up and flies back towards the skies.
I sneer deeply at the moon light, only thinking about that castle.
'Finally, we have the whole army of those monsters.' I smile, but it quickly force down into a frown. "Ready?" behind me, the figures in their dark rags let out their coldest fog. The two guards from before raise their weapons high and look down with me at the castle. Th
Can't you see I'm in Pain?Can't you see me in Pain?Can't you see I'm in Pain?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can't you see me breaking?
Can't you see me in pain?
Can't you see how much you hurt me?
Oh how I wanted you so
But you didn't want me at all
Tears oh tears
Pain oh the pain
But nothing can change
I am lonely
I will always be
Yesterday was history
Tomorrow is mysterious
But today will burn more
I have nothing left
So you should take what's left of me
UnfinishedUnfinished3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
So much, too many, too much, I don't believe this. It's happening too fast, I can't think. When did this happen, why do these happen, how could ? The dreams, the broken mirror, it's swimming past me too fast.
Out in the middle of nowhere, its hiding. The truth cannot be define, by what means nothing. They pushed, she pushed, he pushed me down. Threw me down into the depths of unfinished dreams.
Trapped underneath this filth, this depth that doesn't help bright my ways. It's all too weird to see through these eyes that cannot work underneath this brain. All this vain is too hard when to feel this confusion all boiled inside.
All this dreaming is hard to work when reality takes over. Strengthening my confusion, it's hard to breathe. It's hard to do things that doesn't seem right. What's right, what's not, what's wrong about all things I suffered?
And the unfinished,
Seeking the life I de
Make Up My Mind"You're too young to fall in love. You're too old to play games.Make Up My Mind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're too young to know what's right for you. You're too old to be making
the same mistakes.
You're too young to do this. You're too old to do that."
Well what can I do?
Sit around all day, but then hear you say, "Get up and do something."
Get up and do something, then hear you say, "You can't do that!"
I do one thing,
you say to do the opposite.
I do the opposite,
you say do one th
Fallen in LoveI don’t want to be pieced by cupid’s arrowFallen in Love10 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And falling head over heals in love
A crush is a crush,
And the feelings I could feel would be lost and unheard
I don’t want to fall in love
Where my heart turns cold, hard, and frozen to stone
I don’t want to cry myself to sleep
Dreaming of you with somebody else
I don’t want to feel jealous, hurt, and in pain
Just because of one little mistake
I don’t want a love to be a lie,
Where I find myself in a void
Left to be miserable, motionless, and to the point
Of losing interest in the things I like
My walls will be sturdy and strong, nobody can break through
All of your blandish requests, would be denied
Shot down with arrows of bitterness
Gift me things, or take me out
And I will refuse
I don’t want to follow you, trying to catch your attention
Knowing my efforts won’t be enough
I can’t handle competing against rivalry
Being torn apart because of sabotage, or misunderstandings
A silly notion
The Mysterious Mask Girl .:One Shot:.I can't believe I accepted to go to this party. I mean, I'm not really on the 'friendly term' with Stiltskin, ever since last summer. It's hard to believe, he would invite me to one of his parties.The Mysterious Mask Girl .:One Shot:.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I take one last look in the mirror, gauging myself of how good I was looking. 'Wait, why am I even care on what I'm gonna look in this event? He said I can wear anything I usually wear.' I shrug at myself and then straighten my hat before leaving my room.
Stiltskin has been so kind to even lend me one of his rooms to me. It seems absolutely pointless to do that; I can just come here, all dressed up for the party. Yep.
As I enter the ballroom, the dim gloomy lights set the mood into a mysterious, suspicious, groovy way. I have to smirk on how Stiltskin knows my taste in things. Shaking my head hard enough my hat falls off; I blink as the evening gowns sway with the music.
Masks, everybody was wearing masks. Wow, how can I forget the theme of the party was masks? Damn it, I left my mask back i
Beauty QueenWhen she broke downBeauty Queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It wasn't pretty,
The beauty queen in pain
She hid it all behind closed doors,
For she was rather vain
Her mascara smeared with diamond tears
Her perfect hair a mess
She screamed and sobbed
And ripped and tore at her party dress
When she had calmed she slit her wrists,
Let all the blood flow out
She sat and waited patiently
For a panicked shout
But no one knew,the show went on
She didn't live for long
They found her dead
Sprawled across the bed
Her eyes lifeless,her skin pale white
Her arms and dress stained red
No one cared
To choose what she'd wear
At her own funeral
She was buried and then soon forgotten
And she probably would have liked it that way,
For soon her flesh was grey and rotten
Scream1st PersonScream3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'll listen to loud music
Till I'm deaf
I'll forget everything
Till there's nothing left
I'll scream forever
Till I have no voice
I'll cut the line
Till there is nothing more
What is Love? What is love, really? What do we define as love? A feeling we have towards those we care for? There are so many different version of love and so many definitions for each. But what is love, and how do we decide who we give our love to?What is Love?7 months ago in Emotional More Like This
They say we should love our family. But within family there may be those you do not know or perhaps even do not like. But as family, you say you “love” them. Is it a lie? Do you say it only because they are your family, and for the fact that it is expected that you love them? But how can you love someone you do not know?
I’m not talking about the way someone might “love” a celebrity. I believe that a person could love someone they’ve never met if they know what sort of person he or she may be. But what if there is someone in your family that you “know,” but really, you have no idea who they really are or what their life is? Do you love them only because they are fam
Horrible Pick Up Lines"Damn girl, you have more curves than a race track!"Horrible Pick Up Lines8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Pardon me, but does this smell like chloroform to you..?"
"I've got the ship, you've got the harbor. What do you say we tie up for the night ?"
"Why don't we head back to my place and do all the things I told my friends we did anyway?"
"Were you arrested earlier? It's illegal to look that good."
"I'm bigger and better than the Titanic .. and only 200 women went down with the Titanic."
"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put you between F and CK!"
"Please help the homeless... take me home with you <3!"
"Babe, wanna come home and see my hard drive? I promise it ain't 3.5 inches and I sure promise it ain't floppy!"
"Is it cold outside or are you just smuggling tic-tac's?"
"I forgot my phone number.. can I have yours?" (It's actually not that funny b
Jeff the Killer X SeverelyBullied!ReaderYou woke up cold and shivering. As you looked around the room to see where the draft was coming from, when you noticed the window was opened. Before you could get up two strong arms snaked around your waist, and held you close to his body. His breath was cold on your ear, like a ghost.Jeff the Killer X SeverelyBullied!Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey babe…” He whispered to you with his deep smooth voice that sent chill through your spine.
“Jeff? What are you doing here?” You asked dumbly. You knew he was a killer, you knew his main entrance was through windows, and you knew he killed people in their sleep. But, he’s never broken into your room! “What do you want, are you hungry, did you get hurt… again…”
You were cut off by a pair of ice cold lips pressed roughly against yours. Jeff pulled back and simply said, “I want you.”
You really did love him but after what happened at school, that was the last thing you wanted! He began to sneak his hand up your long night shirt. Y
You know you're obsessed with KHRYou know you're obsessed with Katekyo Hitman Reborn! when...You know you're obsessed with KHR2 years ago in Personal Journal More Like This
1. The word extreme makes you think of Ryohei.
2. Everytime you hear the word Lamborghini you think of our little cow.
3. Everytime you pass by a pineapple, see a pineapple, or even think of one, you instantly think of Mukuro or Chrome. ((More Mukuro))
4. You pay more attention to numbers in real life (i.e. 59, 27, 80, 18, etc.); Whenever you see the numbers, your mind instantly converts them back to character names
5. You have actually found numbers in real life of a Reborn pairing (1869, 8059, etc.)
6. You have atleast one Reborn-related item in your room- whether that be a printed out picture, to doujinshi, to plushies and others.
7. Have/thought [about] cosplay[ing/ed] as one of the characters. ((I thought about cosplaying Giotto... I love his cape.))
8. You try to learn Italian.
9. You start wearing more 'mafia'-like clothing. (Ties, vests, fedoras, tonfas)
10. Almost every single Reborn OP and ED ar