Dark Woods Circus: The Story"Where am I ?"Dark Woods Circus: The Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The echoes resounded from the thin walls and the concrete floors. Waiting for a reply, she looked around to see if anyone was there to answer.
"Ah, you're here! You're here!" said two voices at the same time.
"I'm where? Who are you?"
Two tall and very thin girls stood before the young girl. They both had endless hair and beaming eyes, filled with laughter and revelry. One was dressed in a tuxedo and the other in a dress. They must've been at least ten meters tall, and we're very odd looking.
"Oh, why you are at the Dark Woods Circus! We are the ringmasters," they said simultaneously.
"What's the Dark Woods Circus?"
"Children are lead into a circus, forced into being deformed, and put on stage for other's amusement."
The girl was horrified as she heard the horrible words. She tried to run away, but a tight grasp lead against her stomach and dragged her away. She cried for help, but it was no use. Nobody was there but her and the two tall girls,
Tailor Shop :NaruSasu:Tailor Shop :NaruSasu:4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Tailor Shop At Enbizaka
Based on the song by Megurine Luka
The sun was high in the sky as I watched the towns people meddle and walk about around, in-front of, and inside my tailor shop from the broad window that displayed the kimonos I was setting up. One with beautiful floral patterns, blue and purple in colour for a man, and the other for a woman, a beautiful red kimono, nice and plain, yet held a dominating feel to it.
They were my latest designs, and I felt proud of them as I watched a young pink-haired woman walk into my shop, wearing a beautiful honey kimono with a dragon pattern donning it nicely, the sleeves dangling at just the right length. My inner tailor felt awed by the flawless designs of the kimono that were near at par with my own designs, all original.
I kept a blank expression as I finished dressing the female wooden mannequin my artisan friend carved for me, the beautiful red kimono standing out beautifully with it's pink obi and lining giving it a
The CircusHere in this circus.The Circus4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life is a corset.
The strings are pulled tighter
With each passing night.
He whirls me around on this rotten-wood stage
Tells me I am a beautiful dancer.
Yet I am falling apart.
I am his favorite, yet he torments the others.
As if he's making them pay for what I do not.
They stitch me back up and assure me it's alright.
Nobody knows what I'm like underneath.
Night after night I sing to the crowd.
Full of people with dark shadow-faces.
I am lucky. I can hide my imperfections.
If you don't see my skin.
I'm perfectly normal.
Scars are well-covered by satins and silks.
Flowers are blooming and children are laughing.
Somewhere far-away from this torturous hell.
Deep into the woods, the gentry rides.
In their fine carriages with the velvet insides.
To see the girl with the voice of an angel.
Beauty's a curse and I pay with my tears.
While the other children assuage people's worst fears.
Those who say it's fun are only fooling themselves.
What am I made of?
How long mu
The Sixth Alice RemakeThe Sixth Alice Remake4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The 6th Alice was a tailor who lived in Wonderland
She created such dresses with scissors in her hand
She saw that her "lover" with other girl
She took her kimono and continued her work
This Alice took a green slash and a golden pin
Blinded by envy, her scissors became blood red
When the "lover" didn't recognized this jealous girl
The last word he heard were "I must continue my work"
The Dark Woods Circus lyricsOh you're here, you're here!The Dark Woods Circus lyrics5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Tonight, we'll be showing
The sad fate that some of this world carry.
Children that God has abandoned, restlessly creeping out.
Children who can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with.
Their shaking tongues even accidentally cry out.
The crowns of their head that caress the dark clouds.
They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace.
Drop by and see him.
Drop by and see him.
Deep into the forest,
Far far in the back that way,
There is a circus.
The chairman with the big eyes
And ten meters tall.
All of the cast is jolly,
Their forms are rather strange.
But it's so fun!
The Dark Woods Circus.
One with two heads,
A deformed diva,
A blue beast that loves to eat things cold.
Does anyone wish that I were alive
So undesirable I am in this body?
Why do you look at me like that?
This face that is rotting.
It's painful, and it can't be helped.
She said it.
But still, we continue this circus.