Untitled.Untitled.3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He awakes lying on his back on the altar of a church.
He feels…stiff, dry, worn out, and incredibly confused. His confusion only increases when he looks to the right of him and sees another man lying on the altar beside him.
But…it isn't just any man – it is himself. But the other him…the other him looks, well, dead. And how is that even possible? His hand stretches out, fingertips skimming across the high cheekbones of his – but not his – face. The skin is waxy and cold. He is dead, and has been for a while, although the corpse must have been preserved in some way.
So then…is he a ghost? How would that work, exactly? He feels so real, more real, even, than the dead him, who is as still and artificial looking as a mannequin, scarlet hair falling over closed eyes. His own eyes flick down to the corpse's neck, where a ragged wound is, black around the edges as though burnt. Caused by…a raygun. He remembers now, with a strange sort of s
Not your normal walkNot your normal walk3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Joana and Jana were walking , the disguise they had was great , because they didn't pull any attention or that what they thought , they move around the city , until they noticed a figure flying , and some people were pointing and some move quicker
They heard a young girl talking next to them
"look mom , UltraWoman "
the mother pushed her daughter to move
"yeah i know , mary , now lets move quickly before she decide to go down here"
Joana pointed to Jana to follow her , they took a back alley next to a warehouse which Joana noticed it was abandoned , and entered with Jana
Jana looking at her mistress
"why did we not try to meet the Heroes of This city ?"
Joanne ripping off her disguise and throwing at the ground , Jana following
"We don't want to influence the future , we want to try as much to keep a low profile "
Joana looked at her wrist
"Hmm still time for the chronometer displacement beacon to recharge , well at least we didn't pull any attention"
They then hear someone
Dedicated to my WatchersDedicated to my Watchers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As some of you know I issued a challenge for myself in my newest journal. With many fun and imaginative suggestions from some of my deviously devious friends...
Here are the pieces that were inspired by you.
Perfect little circle
Through which life feeds
Umbilical link to perfection
Forming fetal in the womb
Heavy metal dangles
Causing infection to the core
That rotten center
From which love once bloomed
When Gay Unicorns Die
two unicorns battle
epic in hues of gay and gayer
slashed through the jugular
blood arcs out in crimson rainbows
alas the gayest unicorn dies
guts like pink fluff spread far
for the evil kittens to play
bouncing in their castle of air
evil as they are
even kittens must bounce when gay unicorns die
When Winter Comes
in trees of green
flashes of fur race time
stashing their dreams
before the winter comes
the squirrels know
that they must protect their nuts!!
in my minds eye i see
Fucking MonsterFucking Monster4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know I'm ugly
I know I'm damned
This monster can't hide
Under this mask for much longer
I've got matted, shaggy fur
And long, silver, dagger claws
Scary teeth and glowing eyes
And a soul of pure gold
Fuck this world
And everyone in it
Except for you folks
Who made it easy
I'm just scared
Of this dark cruel world
I can't stand it
This fear is fuel
For my unlucky soul
One for OneOne for One5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One for One:
One for longing one for glory:
One to love one for loathing:
One to tell one to hide:
One to fall the other to stride:
Left long blue:
Right short red:
Two for Two:
Only you...only me...only us...for all eternity:
A card for youA card for you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The card in my hand is for you
But I don't have the courage to give it to you
I've done this for the past two days
Tomorrow is Valentines Day
Oh what should I do?
But today I'll give it to you
I really want you to see how much I love you
I will tomorrow.
I see a girl give you a card
That's when I knew that I can't
I feel tears at the corner of my eyes
Then I hear you turn her down
Now I have hope
And a lot
Slowly I walk up to you
I call you away from your friends
I take you around the corner and give you the card
Before you open it I run away
I reach the school yard and I think that I lost you
Then I fall to the ground
Wait..... it's more like pinned
I try to stay calm but I can't
The one on top of me gets off when he feels me shift
But he's still holding my hand
I'm about to tell him to let go
Then I see that its you
With the card in your hand
You pull me close
Then you tell me your favorite part of the card
"I love you"
Amy Wikipedia BioAmy Wikipedia Bio5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kaitlyn Amelia Ackles (born February 17th, 1984), better known simply as Amy Ackles, is an American professional wrestler of mixed Native American-French-Caucasian descent, currently signed to World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE), working on its Raw brand. Ackles began her professional wrestling career in 2002, directly after graduating high school, on the independent circuit, where she was known under the name of Amy. She trained at several camps before working under a developmental contract for Ohio Valley Wrestling (OVW). Despite being capable in the ring, she was often looked down upon due to her model-esque looks and while on the independent scene, she never got the opportunity to make a name for herself.
Professional Wrestling Career
Early Career (2002-2004)
Ackles was a fan of wrestling her entire life, she really started to get into it more and more as the WWE brought in more women, called 'Divas'. She aspired to be like Trish Stratus or Lita, thus started
halloweenhalloween4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let us welcome Halloween,
Put a mask and paint your face,
How is this different from everyday?
Take the treats from stranger's hands,
Since when we got that much trust?
Embrace the monsters you are always afraid,
I wish you'll do that everyday.
I embrace the dark beauty everyday,
Do you think I am stuck in a forever Halloween?
You use fake blood everywhere,
Did you notice mine was real?
Let us welcome Halloween,
Put a mask and paint your face,
Look at me
And learn from me
And you will see,
Different types of Halloween.
21 ways to become Bonnie Bennett ...21 ways to become Bonnie Bennett ...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1) Have a whole bunch of books with all sorts of spells.
2) Be able to do all sorts of spells.
3) Get intimidated even by the simplest of threats.
4) Absolutely never have a contingency plan.
5) Never even think about searching for safety measures and the like to protect you and your friends from a family of crazy vampires.
6) Temporarily have the power of a hundred witches and use it to create cloudy skies and windy nights but instead of simply eliminating your enemies you waste your time with torturing them.
7) Have nosebleeds when you exhaust yourself with magic.
8) Be able to identify vampires by mere touch, state that it feels like death and later loose that ability and sensation completely.
9) State that you are a servant of nature and that the balance of power is important but always do stuff that threatens that balance even more.
10) Be some weird mixture of pseudo-wicca and flower power child.
11) Have a dead grandmother who returns as a ghost to you and tells you that you are
BalanceJust when you thought everything was going rightBalance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One person does something wrong
and the scales tip
All was well.
You were happy, I was happy.
Life was good.
But then the universe decided we couldn't be content.
And the scales tipped.
Now your sad,
and I'm fumbling around,
trying to fix this mess we landed in.
I'm not good at this though.
And you can't tell me how to help.
Your sucked into the drama,
living it while
I'm just watching from the sidelines.
I'm sorry I can't help.
All I can do is be here for you,
and hope it's enough.
FRIGHTFRIGHT5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Up all night,
talking in fright,
of the things that might,
hold us tight,
or minimize our sight,
upon one another.
And then she comes,
my dear sweet mother,
then along comes,
my only brother,
telling me stories.
I refuse to hear,
because they bring back fear,
the fear I told you of,
which was the fright,
of holding on too tight.
Yet we pulled through,
I held on to you.
Where my fear flew,
I have no clue.
Yet one thing is true,
that fear, was the fear of loving
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHTIN THE DEAD OF NIGHTIN THE DEAD OF NIGHT4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thoughts are heavy ... sinking weights
And memories float ... inconsiderately to the surface
In the dead of night
The warpings of the mind swim freely and without structure
And reign reality, it does not
In the dead of night
The white knight talks forwards
And Romeo drinks not the poison
Things are not as they are
Trickery abounds and fatigue abets
Fooled be not
Comfort lurks, without judgement
In the dead of night.
Nevermind My LoveNevermind My Love5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
-She- 'Bye! See ya!'
-She- 'What is it?'
(I Love You)
VictimVictim3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That could obliterate the indestructible
That can crush any emotional-barrier
That seems beyond cruel
That is far out of control
It's impossible almost every night / You're the one who left me traumatized
As my lungs become EVER-so numb / This damage can NEVER be undone
Then my wounded memory floods / You will always be a part of my blood
Gasping for air
Holding my head
Afflicted by despair
I will never be able to forget
Living like this
One can only pretend
There is no such thing as darkness
But I knew I could not prevent the end
A part of me
Has that one wish
There was no tragedy
Ever to begin with
Innocence is held down
By what cannot be seen
Dark images are bound
Thou will forever be a part of me
I want to be set free / From your relentless agony
I'm starting to forget what it's like / To feel a complete soul inside
Though I hope you're doing well / I can't wait to see you here in hell
VirginI'm a virgin,Virgin9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Haven't done it yet
Came close twice before,
But the mood wasn't set
The first one,
I would dream about,
every now and then,
But inexperience showed I couldn't pretend
Communicating every day and night,
how we would finally do it right,
but she lost her mind,
And went for a mature dude with a player line
It took some time,
Before I got back on my feet,
Until the second one's heat,
made my heart beat
I was obsessed about her,
She was obssessed about me
Together we were like musicology
She made me feel so free
We both could've climaxed,
but she wasn't like that
Had an opportunity where I felt her up,
She was the right cup,
All grown up,
But the love for her died in vain,
Coz she didn't stimulate my brain
I fell for this one,
But I've known her for years,
A freak compared to her peers
I remember this one day,
after months of talking,
I went to her spot and decided to walk in
The mood was great,
And she was tyte as usual
Her beauty inspired like a mural
There were other peopl
Halley's TruthHalley's Truth4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her pain and sorrow,
Be here today and tomorrow.
The glass of her eyes,
Covered by silent lies.
A seemingly stunning fate,
Choked by obvious hate.
Her beauty and perfection,
She sees only a tainted reflection.
The fear of loneliness and rejection,
Just part of her misconception.
Haunted by the memories in her mind,
Parts of her no one will find.
She'll see every last mistake,
Was just a risk she had to take.
The scars of an ugly past,
On through her eternity will last.
I want you, selfishly, ALIVEDear Grandpa,I want you, selfishly, ALIVE4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You're the last good guy in my life.
Please don't die,
I know it must hurt; it must be hard to regain your strength.
But after my dad,
His dad, and all my ex-lovers,
Please, you're the last real man I have!
You've never given up on me.
You never beat me,
You never disowned me,
You never broke my heart.
And I know that while I sit here,
While I write my heart out,
That you are dying
Slowly getting weaker, feeling the pain enter your blood.
But I beg of you, fight the cancer, and fight the pain.
I need you.
All the men in my life have disappeared.
Please don't be the last.
I selfishly want you,
Want to say that I do have a man in my world.
And I selfishly say to your heart from mine,
I need you in my life.
I need you to be the good man,
The good man that stays.