Sticks and StonesSticks and stonesSticks and Stones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can break my bones,
But words can break my heart.
it's raining in our hearts.four months ago, the weather was warm but the sky was dark except for little glowing drops of light that sliced through the darkness and pounded on your cracked windshield. the wipers were screaming back and forth cutting the comfortable silence we sunk into. your knuckles were white on the steering wheel as if the bones were begging to get out and i swear, i could hear your heart beating from my seat eighteen inches away. your eyes kept straying from the road to my face as i stared decidedly out the window watching the storm build and calm in the reflection of my eyes as the sky poured color infused water droplets on us. i wanted to pretend like this wasnt the most beautiful thing id ever seen since that would never count for anything. i wanted to pretend like this wasnt perfect since that tends to be so short-lived. but it was beautiful and perfect as you parted your lips and let your heart sing. it was raining outside when you said you loved me.it's raining in our hearts.5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
a week a
A House Divided Cannot Stand 2Ivan raised an eyebrow at the fork, but the connection was made clear. Alfred was Capitalist. Such a poor, stupid boy. He sipped the tea once more, "Actually, the USSR is Socialist or did you forget that was why the government wouldn't buy your filthy imports before the second World War. But being Amerikan, you wouldn't know the difference."A House Divided Cannot Stand 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alfred stared, blinking confused. They were Socialist? But everyone said they were Commies . . . What is a Socialist by the way? Never mind! He was a RED (That was something not controversial . . . right?) and that was bad by itself! What was Socialism?
"It appears your cousin is much like the Chukchi," Ivan sighed, not worried about the idiot. He was probably trying to find his way back to reality without an actual path. When Alfred's mind began resuming conscious effort, he remembered he had a foot on the table and a fork aimed at the Soviet across the table.
His head snapped to Arthur, "Ship him back to his Commie-!"
Eggs...The cool, smooth white oval sat in the Greasers' hands with the upmost care and gentleness. Perhaps the paralyzing fear of dropping the thing is what kept the eggs still, kept them in one piece.Eggs...3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Mine's a boy, man! What's yours?" Sodapop asked excitedly, smiling down at his, "son," for a week and for fifteen percent of his final grade.
Steve shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. How can ya tell? It's not like they have-"
"Their eyes. Can I see yours?"
"No! You have your own baby."
"See, look. Yours is a girl 'cause she has those things on her eyes."
"Oh, you mean eyelashes," Steve said. "I get it."
The boys' class had been given each an egg to look after for one week, and no, Steve, you can't break it and get a new one, because the teacher had marked each egg specially and she expects each one back happy, healthy, well-adjusted children. They were to fill out a daily journal of what they do with the egg each day, give it a name, birthday, feed it, clean it, a
Darkness LivesClose your eyesDarkness Lives9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You'll see it fine
It's there each time
The only thing I
can depend on
The only thing
That's always there.
The other things,
They always leave me
I have felt betrayal
By all other living things...
Yet the darkness lives on
The darkness stays put
Stays in the corner
The corner of my mind
My mind where it's waiting
Waiting for me
For me to come
To come once more
Once more to look
To look and find
To find only that...
That the darkness lives on
You're My Music GirlYou're My Music Girl9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You're My Music Girl
You're my music girl,
With the lyrics of life;
Teaching me tunes
About sorrow and strife.
Play me some songs
Under the stars;
You show me Venus
And I'll show you Mars.
You're the music girl
With the music of life,
That cuts through the air
Like the blade of a knife.
Petty and Dylan,
And all of the rest,
Sing you the songs
When you're feeling depressed.
Play me some music girl,
Under the moon;
Sing me the lyrics,
Teach me the tune.
Higher than high,
Lower than low;
I feel your music
Wherever I go.
When you need a friend
In the middle of the night,
I'll play you the song
That'll make you alright.
– 1996 Tom Wilcox
MusicMusic is my lifeMusic7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Music is my soul
Music surrounds me everyday
Filling my heart with rock 'n' roll
I love the sound of guitars
Of violins echoing through the hall
I love the beat of the drums
And the sound of the bass's call
I dream of voices singing
Strings here and there
I dream of keyboards playing
Music dancing through the air
To be without music
Is to live a terrible lie
To live without music would be torture
I would honestly rather die
Red Rose of BeautyRed Rose of Beauty3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red rose of beauty
With thorns so sharp and yet leaves so fragile
Red like the purest blood.
So harmless, yet so harmful.
Red rose of beauty let me pick you with fragility, take care of you
with love and forever watch your leaves grow.
Red rose of beauty I will take care of you untill you wither.
Music GirlMusic Girl9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let the music rescue you;
Flight for life when you're feeling blue.
On the dark side of the rainbow,
Black's the only hue.
Take a supernatural starship
To the heavens up above.
Through a lipstick sunset
With the person that you love.
Your music is what carries you
To another place in time;
No one seems to understand,
It's the lyrics not the rhyme.
Share with me your loneliness,
I'll help you if I can.
If only I were there with you.
I'd be your Music Man.
– Tom Wilcox 09/29/96
Barbie BlitzWas a sunny day, but alas, a boring one for our Greasers, Sodapop Curtis and Two-Bit Matthews. Both were bored out of their minds, and Two-Bit let whoever was listening know this.Barbie Blitz3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Sodaboy? I mean, Ponypop? I mean, buddy?"
"Yeah?" Soda lazily replied, taking another sip of Coca-Cola, trying to make it last.
"I'm particularly bored at this moment."
For the eighth time Sodapop cringed. "Well, do somethin'."
The words "Do something," were nothing but permission for Two-Bit to seriously harass someone. As mentioned, this had already happened eight times today. Why Soda never got up and went home to enjoy his day off from the DX, he'll never understand.
So this time around, rather than belching beer burps in his face or imitating Mickey Mouse, Two-Bit tugged one strand of Soda's gold hair, then another, then a few more, until an entire small part of his hair was sticking in many directions and not slicked down all tuff like the rest.
Before Soda could grab Two-Bit's wrist and tw
Not in this LightNot in this lightNot in this Light2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My skin falls pale
Nothing left to hide
Death surrounds my graying lips
Nothing left of life inside
My eyes turn to black
No expression on my face
Just an empty stare into the sky
Just an empty soul in an empty place
No lips that part in silent prayer
I have had my fill, I have had my share
The sun rises over me
Powerless to possess
Powerless to inspire
Passing from the west to east
Into the earth, the final leaf
Into the night.
I am through with the shining, expected from the weak
The strength I gave in spite of you, is no longer left inside of me
A stranger to myself
I don't know you anymore
I will never see you again..
Not through these eyes
Not in this light.
The Randomness Of SadnessI know it's wrongThe Randomness Of Sadness5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and it's burning my heart
I am sorry
but I couldn't keep it up inside
I just wanted a piece of love and appreciation
I know this'll throw me where I deserve
and I'm afraid...
it'll hang my flesh and stab me with my own bones
I'll regret it, and I'll cry my soul from it
but I'm weak, and it was eating my guts
I couldn't keep it up inside
my heart is bleeding and my skin is drowning in my tears
I live every single minute counting my heartbeats
I'm going to die someday
I wish I was never born, so I won't die
I asked for help and I found the way
the way that makes that door open for me
I don't refuse, but it's so far and I'm too weak to reach it
I couldn't keep it up inside, all alone
nobody's better than me, I just wanted to taste some love
even if it was a lie, 'cause lies are my dreams
they created my life and who I am
they burn my heart, and that living hole is steaming
it blames me for what I've done
it sounds so innocent and beautiful
and I'm too weak t
Because the Blue Fairy Said So(Addendum from Sleep Deprived Brain: Clare calls it mourning sickness. As in 'Mourning for my Single, Carefree Life' sickness.)Because the Blue Fairy Said So11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I would make a terrible mother anyway."
"I don't think you're in the right place right now to make those kind of judgmental indecisions about yourself."
"I would, though."
"Your word still doesn't make it true."
"Last I heard children are usually raised in clean, pretty houses with a white picket fence outside and a daily routine that is organised from the word 'Go'."
"What have you been listening to? The Stepford Radio Specials Circa 1951?"
"Firstly, there is no such thing. Secondly, I couldn't be bothered to cook, I think a clean house is life being wasted, I procrastinate like its a job to do just that and I am a firm advocate of the fact that all fairytales are based on some form of evidence that we just haven't discovered yet."
"Can I just say that if I was your brain, I would be so exhausted that I would want to give myself a lobotomy?"
But I knowI say I know emptinessBut I know3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But still, you trust me not
I say I could understand
But it's you the fear has caught
I say I remember loneliness
But you say I can not know
For it's not how we were brought up
But how we learned to grow
I say I know there's hope
But still you can't believe
You never stop thinking
That someday I will leave
I say I would not leave you
But you say you know I lied
I plead for you to listen
But that part of you has died
perish.perish.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Recollect the thoughts
for the paralyzed minds lost
to the imagined dilemmas
given by the hands from the devil.
though i get lonely
s l o w l y .
make no sound
lie awake sleeping
quietly loud while
the rest are nosily silent
imagined dangers creep
but its all an illusion
distorted reality is all
as the world spins
or perhaps the world
was left in the dark, to decay
rot in its own despair
I'd like to set the world
ablaze, to perish in its
futile flames forever.
maybe then, there will
light to illuminate the
crimes gone unnoticed.
BelieverBeliever3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want to die
I just want to find a place
Where pain is a metaphor
And God is explained
Where people smile when they mean it
And don't laugh at murder
I don't want to kill myself
This world is all I have
I don't hate the sun
I just wish it would rise
On an earth that doesn't bleed
On hands that rest from pain
Where miracles are believable
And patriots are not scorned
I don't welcome darkness
But darkness is all I see
I don't want to die
I just want to take you home
Where babies live to smile
And families stay together
Where compassion still means something
And I can deserve your love
I don't want to die
And I won't
Not as long as I have breath in my body
To.Seek.A.Voice.XIV: LOVE III hearTo.Seek.A.Voice.XIV: LOVE II3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ones the heart
guides it tones
silence shivers in his throne
How do you live your life?What do you do, when no one trusts you?How do you live your life?9 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Where do you hide, when no one's on your side?
Who are your friends, are they there till the end?
How do you live your life?
Do you hide, do you seek?
Are you strong, or are you meak?
Do you have hope, do you mope?
How do you live your life?
Do you Swindle, do you save?
Do you dig yourself a grave?
Are you poor, are you rich?
Are you kind, or a total bitch?
How do you live your life?
Do you wander, do you stay?
Do you work, or do you play?
Are you with others, are you alone?
Areyou the dog who gets the bone?
How do you live your life?
Are we fake, are we real?
Are we the one's who turn the wheel?
Do you follow, do you dought?
Do you wish that you could just shout?
How do you liveyour life?
Are you dull, are you aware?
Do you linger, or never stare?
Do you live, do you die?
Do you bother to ask why?
How so you live your life?
MirageYou know how you broke me,Mirage4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but maybe you don't want to know,
or maybe you just don't care,
but I do.
You've been a mirage to me
for these last two years.
A veritable paradise,
always in sight but
perpetually out of reach.
And I know what I've done seems stupid but
when you are dying in the desert
you walk toward anything that looks like water
even though as you get closer and closer
you start to realize that it's probably nothing
you keep fucking walking because
you need it to be something.
And now that I'm finally close enough,
I'm forced to realize you aren't really there.
That you've never really been there.
Beaten Black and BlueBeaten Black and Blue:Beaten Black and Blue2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Broken and bloodied on the inside;
My world is coloured in shades of black.
But I've never understood the reason
For why I've got these scars on my back...
Cigarette burns are nothing new to my body
I took a lash from the whip just yesterday.
Why are you staring at me with those eyes again;
Is there something you'd like to say?
I've never been told to speak a word of my pain
And so I learned that I shouldn't speak...
'You'd better not say a single thing to her!'
Maybe I'm just scared and weak...
I often run to a place that's far away;
It's just a little corner inside my mind.
I've tried to forget it again and again
But it comes back to me all the time...
These people think that they know me
But a smile is just a mask to hide.
This is the crime that I keep a secret
Because it's locked away inside...
You'll never be able to help me
So don't give me your pity and tears.
Just tell me that you won't do the same thing
Because that is the worst of m
What HurtsWhat Hurts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I don't watch
But I don't listen
But I don't think
But not as much as you
Unconventional BeautyI've long been a fool.Unconventional Beauty3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Always falling for girls I didn't know.
So now I can't fall for you.
Trust me, you don't want me to.
And yet I have this soft spot.
For this unconventional beauty,
This mild melancholy.
Would like a warm embrace,
To brush the hair from your face.
I must refrain.
My reason must restrain;
This my emotion.
I want to comfort you.
Take away all the pain.
Though for me this is an impossibility.
Several ways to get publishedQ: I am wondering. How do i go about getting one of my mangas published? i thought you might know the answer.Several ways to get published7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
A: If you post it on DrunkDuck or Deviantart it's count as published, digitally, but it doesn't mean your publisher on digital world is obligated to pay you for it, if you publish on your own site, maybe you can earn ad money from it.
For book publishing, there are two major ways to go: go submit to a publisher, or be your own publisher. Publishing is both easy and hard, depending on the scale of publishing you want to go for.
-Nation/world wide book publishing is what most refer to as "being published" (It means being "commercially published")
There's Commercial publishing, and Self publishing, below I will talk to you about both worlds.
Just know each have their ups, and downs, either are perfect, choose what you like most for yourself.
Disclaimer: the publishing process and possibilities shared may not be the same world wide, it's more specific toward US an
Love?She's so beautiful.Love?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I love her just the way she is.
I shouldn't feel this love-
I'm only just a kid.
Her smile lights up my whole day.
Her eyes are brighter than the sunlight.
Her body has the perfect complexion.
She's who I think about at night.
I want to keep living, just for her.
She's about everything I've got.
I wish she felt the same way about me.
She's got me completely distraught.
My emotions for her go far too deep.
She has no idea how I want to hold her.
Without her, I'm painfully dying.
My body keeps getting colder.
When I look at her, It's impossible to look away.
She's so gorgeous, it's got me hypnotized.
When I close my eyes, all I see is her.
She's so amazing, she has me mezmorized.
I'd give her everything,
like she's the only girl.
As a matter of fact,
She's like the only person in my world.
So what I'm trying to get across,
I need her in my soul.
I want to be with her forever.
Even after we grow old.
I want her to be mine,
I'm so caught up in my emotion.
I wish I could