Suicide.I'm on my hands,Suicide.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm on my knees.
You've got me begging,
Please don't go;
Don't leave me here.
Just hold me close,
Don't hold her near.
You were my life;
Now on my heart
You've left a mark.
It's a large mark;
A break, you see,
That's slowly dominating
All of me.
So now you walk;
You walk away.
Not knowing that
I will die today.
A Vampire's KissMy teeth,A Vampire's Kiss7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Long and sharp,
Run up and down your shivering body,
Gently, like playing a harp.
Long, soft strokes,
My snow white hand moves,
And grabs your head,
While my voice soothes.
I whisper calming thoughts,
Putting calming things in your mind,
With my voice and my eyes,
I hold you in a bind.
Yet that does not stop the shivering,
The fear in your face,
You do not understand,
Me, or my race.
Tempted, and temped no more,
My long-since dead heart beats,
Wanting to live again,
Wanting to taste your blood like sweets.
It is no longer I can wait,
I sink my fangs into your flesh,
Into that skin so pale with fear,
The skin of a maiden, so very fresh.
I wait for but a moment,
Until your fear turns to pleasure,
Still in my bind,
The pleasure I can measure.
Higher than sex,
But only good for one,
At least you don't have to worry,
About bearing me a son.
Your blood, filled with pleasure,
Seeps past my lips,
It's texture, it's power,
I drink it slowly, only in sips.
Strong like wine,
LonelinessLoneliness3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Loneliness means to withstand every hardship and tribulation that life throws your way.
Also meaning no one is there to help lift you up when fallen to the lowest point.
It means to never to feel eternal bliss or even share a simple laugh with someone you care for. I wish I could purge it all away, and numb the anguish of my soul. Being alone also means that your heart can never be broken to the point of being shattered before your very eyes. Still you haunt me after all this time with your visage and memories. When will it all go away?
To My Dearest Peter PanDear Peter,To My Dearest Peter Pan10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
take me away.
take me so very far away,
to your never neverland,
so that i will never ever have to grow up.
My Dearest Peter Pan,
let me kiss the stars with you.
Let me kiss your rosy lips,
and let the stars witness my devotion
to the never-ending love
of my childhood.
My Dearest Peter,
i'm still waiting for you
to come through my window,
just as you did when i was a young babe.
Dear Mr. Pan,
i've waited and waited,
and i watch my window every night
just in hopes
that i'll see your mischevious shadow
lurking in on me,
as he did in those long ago days.
To My Dearest Mr. Peter Pan,
I don't think you're coming.
I've started to give up all hope
of ever seeing you again.
Never again will I be able to
caress your hand or kiss your soft lips.
I suppose this is where I say,
growing up can't be all bad.
I wish i could,
but i can't without lying to you.
This is addressed to a Mr. Peter Pan,
in hopes that someday,
he will come and sweep me off my feet.
I suppose that will only
ShatteredShattered3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the pain, and I see you there. Longing for you kills me still, and I continue telling myself that you are no good for me. After all this time, I still cannot let it go, and move on as it silently kills me like a thief in the night. Craving your embrace, though I will never see you again except in my dreams and shattered memories of excruciating agony. Everytime I think of you, continues to pulse, even after all the scars you left on my soul. One day I pray to find solace. When will I be able to let it all go, and move on?
The Lady of AstolatThe Lady of Astolat3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A dangling weave of tangled threads
Lies mangled on the loom.
The scent of broom and bitter root
Still permeates the gloom.
A shadowed light was all her world,
Wherein the mirror lies -
The misted lake of Avalon,
A dulcimer of sighs.
And she would gaze on Camelot
Within the mirror's glass
A peerless portal to that world,
Its future and its past.
The halcyon days of Arthur's court
In songs of troubadours,
The knights and code of chivalry -
A kingdom she adored.
Weave and spin; spin and weave
Watch the shuttle fly
The days weave out; the days weave in
And I will break the sky.
She felt the waning years' restraint,
The gloom of heart entombed
A shadow play of tragedy
The censed reek of doom.
"Alas, I am a Queen of shades
To bear the cruelest taunt -
To never gaze at Camelot,
Just its reflected haunt."
When on that road to Camelot
She glimpsed a knight so fair,
She turned from mirror to gaze out
And ached to flee her lair.
The shuttle broke within her hand;
The tapestry unfurled;
Crimson AgonyCrimson Agony3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My dreams plagued by your nightmarish visage,
I find it hard to rest softly.
There you sit watching, waiting for when I am most vulnerable,
poised and ready to strike.
My scars still bleeding from the trauma you caused,
and yet my heart still yearns for you.
What can I do to end this pain,
when will it end?
Intro . . .Intro . . .3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello, whoever may be reading this. I'm Kirill Nightingale or shall at least going under the name, as I'm sure you've already suspected. First things first. At the time I'm writing this, I'm 14. Recently turned it on September 11th, 2011.
So, you've noticed a little something, have you? I was born four years before the twin-towers feel ash falling from the smoke-filled sky and therefore have a sorta immune feeling to the date in question. Don't get me wrong, I know what happened; I know the tragedies. Americans weren't the only ones who felt terrible that day- Great Britain, Germany, and Australia are just a few of the countries who felt the horribleness of that regrettable day.
It's just that certain things I'm oblivious too . . . couldn't it have been something else, God?
So you can kinda tell now why I'm writing this. It's basically going to be a self-help guide to Emoism. Now, here's a time to define what an Emo is.
An Emo (short for emotional) is someone who sh
Crying AssumptionsJealously surfaces with the sight of the sky,Crying Assumptions3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For them nothing truly leaves, no tear felt goodbye,
The sky may fall, however a path it does follow,
Knowing life will continue tomorrow,
I refuse to hide each changing tear,
An effect without a known cause, my fear,
Love exchanged, a couple embrace,
I assume being single creates the reactions on my face,
A strong adult enters his car, I stare,
He is younger then me, my assumptions; the comparison is unfair,
Friends stand and walk slowly towards me,
Cries of an assumption, I they don't see,
Drug abuse to ease a conditioned shame,
The standard of my age, my shoulders, my blame,
Isolation from my unheard herd,
I fail to understand, emotions control each word,
Positives moments for strangers patrol,
I want to feel happy; however sadness is in control,
I have anger, stress and rage,
However reason won't stand on lifes stage,
The sky stands without a thought,
Thus with emotions they have never truly fought,
Jealously surfaces with the sight of
SorryI'm sorrySorry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never wanted
To hurt you
I'm so sorry
What can I
Ever do to
I hope you see
How much I love you
I hate how much
I hate myself
For hurting you
I cry myself to sleep
What is wrong with me?
I'm so fucking sorry
I know you'll forgive me
But I'm just sorry
I know its not okay
Just promise you'll
One last time
Nor The Angels Whisper.......Nor The Angels Whisper.......3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nor is the the silent angels whisper
And this is not where my heart ache begind
Nor ends as the devil plucks his chords
Bringing for the his demons of lust from my heart
For not his he me, but he is you
His lust and anger lives well into our souls
Never is a human allowed to be pure
As we are all tainted by his infernal grasp
His necronomic lips whisper blasphemy upon the earth
His cry forth for Dusk and her embrace to shine forth
And bring path a new reign of heartace and doom
'These angels wept and the beauty cried,
Wishing for not only pure souls, but for no evil
To taint this holy land, yet this wish never came true'
God Raise me up!
I never knew my heart
I never knew crude's daylight scorned sight
And never bring forth the dark light into the soul
For as much as I can scream, I know I can never know my voice
And while my heart still cries for mercy and forgivness
I know deep inside that I can never rest
I can cry all I can but I should never rest
Unless my heart is cast away a
Music in the Dark, Part 1 At midnight, the sky over Gravity Falls was all aglow with stars. But no moonlight shone down, nor were any streetlamps lit. In other words, it was a beautiful but dark night.Music in the Dark, Part 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
But, if one were to pass through the woods just outside the bounds of William Henry Harrison Combined Middle and High School, one would find that it was not necessarily a quiet night.
Looking at the school, Dipper moaned, “Man . . . I can’t believe we’re really about to do this . . .”
“I know, right?” Mabel whispered back giddily. “This is gonna be so epic ninja awesome with romance from beyond the grave! Eeeee! I can’t stand how cool this all is!”
“Cool?! We’re about to break into the school! It’s not like breaking into the museum; this could have . . . ramifications . . .”
“We’re not breaking in per se . . .” Norman interjected nervously. “I mean, we do have keys . . .”
Facing My DemonI'm standing stillFacing My Demon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaves falling down
Wind blowing through my hair
My heart frozen
I can handle alot
I can fight alot
But not this demon
He's the only one who can stop me
Who can freeze me
And finish me off
I can hardly swallow
Our eyes locked as we stand face to face
My sword falls out of my hands
I never lose eyecontact
As my tears fall
Memories coming back
Trying to stop my tears
As he starts to laugh
He's my biggest demon
My biggest fear
'I found you at last'
And with that line
He kills me slowly
Enjoying my last attempts to survive
My biggest fear
Is a man
Who mentally abused me
He is my monster
And maybe he will be my death