my mind is a prisonI am writing my life awaymy mind is a prison8 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
sitting here in this prison
nothing to do,nothing to say
looking up at this drenched ceiling and thinking of you if your still alive
I record your beautiful voice and happy laughter in my mind to try to put myself to sleep
everyday wondering if your gonna save me from this prison
I get out of bed every night and touch the cold floor,shivering,dying of loneliness,scared to death and left crying forever here
I cant take this no more
I want you, but my mind is a prison
Hey Mother..I'm scared mother please hold me tightHey Mother..7 years ago in Other More Like This
I feel alone don't you love me?
Don't leave me
A child needs his mother
Thats how it is
I love you mom don't go
I need you here
I ain't running away from you mom
I'm growing up mom but I'm still your son
I ain't going nowhere
Don't be scared I'm here
So mother don't go I'm still your baby please love me
I love you mother..
Revenge ain't my goal.breeding for excitementRevenge ain't my goal.6 years ago in Other More Like This
is the way your heading at
there is nothing innocent about your gain
showing off is your addiction
i'm tired of being a witness of such a cruel torment
i'm been gone for just a second
and you show me this?!
you think i'm just a tool?
i have heart
i have a soul
i had everything you needed
but your blind!
you just want society to consume you
go ahead be in this club of kids that are truly unwanted just like yourself
our distance was truly far..
but mentally you were so far away from me..
now that i'm here physically you still threw me away
i'm desperate to feel love again
i had so much love to give you
and you never appreciated it
you never said a fair thank you at all
change? that's all you wanted
a human being with no personalty at all
just the perspective of what others made you think
this image that you seek is it perfection really?
why wouldn't you care for me?
love me the way i am
the way i walk?
the way i talk?
the way i dress?
fuck the cl
Shadow eyesWhen I look at you in your eyesShadow eyes8 years ago in Other More Like This
I see your happiness inside
when you look at me in my eyes
you see sorrow inside
you couldn't help it,you ran away from my eyes
you didn't want to accept my shadow eyes
you changed me,destroyed me,killed the real me,you created this shadow eyes,
now these shadow eyes are weak and swollen you crushed my eyes into oblivion with my heart
dont defy my shadow eyes,you'll find something inside go in the depths of my soul that lurks around my eyes
when your eyes and my eyes reunite as ONE you know a beautiful pact is about to come and for the wise man(GOD) to see to agree but thats just a dream to me
why couldn't you understand we could of made it but no you provoked me to break it so now....
are love is broken
Drabble Series- CanadaDrabble Series- Canada5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I guess it's half timing, and the other half's luck.....
Canada was late to another to another summit meeting. The G20 Summit Meeting was even hosted at his own house, for Pete's Sake!He ran, barging into the conference room. "S...Sorry I'm late everyone..."
He apologized quietly, trying to catch his breath. Everyone looked at him awkwardly. "Um, We're glad you are here already, sir." Japan said.
No one remembered who he was.
Everyone took their seats, and Germany started off the meeting discussing about the economic issues. Canada wasn't paying attention most of the time. He was just thinking about why no one really remembered who he is. Not even his own polar bear did.
He always wished for someone to remember him, just someone who could tell the difference between him and his brother, America.
Once the meeting ended, Canada got up from his seat and started walking, only to be tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and saw a very pretty girl standing there.
Sorry for being me.I'm sorry if I think for myselfSorry for being me.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I'd like to not be your puppet for once
I'm not just a zombie, controlled by you and your strange collective mind
That you call convention.
That's the thing about my silly little thoughts
They belong to me.
You would call them nightmares, because I'm different
You would call me a freak, for being who I am
Because occasionally, I do like to think for myself.
She is IShe is IShe is I4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Looking in the mirror,
Donned in a skirt, blouse, make
Maybe even beautiful.
Until she looks up close and sees
Everyday she has to
Face the fact she's not like
The other girls.
Because they all see her as a boy.
She has to walk around in a big
When she just wants a dress
Maybe even a purse
Would be nice.
They wont allow it.
"You're a boy"
Look beyond that skin,
Homophobia 2I sit here in my empty room, reading all of these hateful comments. I used to think that we were getting better at accepting others. I no longer believe that.Homophobia 24 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Here I go again. I'm back to posting something pro-LGBTQ. I'm absolutely okay with that. The article on Yahoo that I am reading about is where a celebrity (who is openly gay) is now engaged to his boyfriend. I look through the comments posted.
"just the thought makes me vomit"
"Sick freaks all of them!"
"Seriously ??? gross me out what they do behind doors...sexually sick PERVERTS !"
These are just some of the many, MANY things posted. Some of them are good comments like "You guys look so cute together. Bless you guys and your family." However, most of them are from homophobic Christians posting about how they are going to Hell and how God hates them.
Why can we not accept these individuals? Why can we not understand that they are just like you and me? Why do we hate them? Is it because they are different? Is it
The Doctor's WifeThe Doctor's Wife4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Doctor woke with a start, sitting up quickly in bed. He had felt something that couldn't possibly be. He had felt two Time Lords bonded together. But that was impossible. Wasn't it? All the other Time Lords were dead. Or sealed into a Time Lock. In another universe no less. How could he have felt that connection through the Void?
He quickly glanced over to make sure his wife was still sleeping soundly in their bed. She was still there his pink and yellow girl breathing gently. He reached over to brush a lock of hair across her face, unable to stop from touching her. Rose gave a soft smile and said, without opening her eyes, "I know you have trouble sleeping a full eight hours, but I really do need my beauty sleep Doctor."
He smiled, even though he knew she couldn't see him. He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. "You don't ne
The Gated Trans CommunityI hate the concept of identity as gated community.The Gated Trans Community4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I've been seeing this in trans circles lately, this idea that you can't just have anybody identifying as trans, or the next thing you know, the bums will take over the whole neighborhood! You'll have those giggly yaoi fangirls who want to be bishounen because bishounen are hawt, and those creepy guys who want to be girls just so they can have sex with lesbians, and they will poison the community.
To which I wonder, poison with what? I'm serious here, how exactly will they harm the community?
If they're creepy, fetishistic people, well, that's certainly not a province solely for the cis. I've met creepy asshole trans people before, and I avoid them for being creepy assholes.
But that's not what you're really worried about. Because you're not talking about poisoning our community with creepiness and assholery. You're talking about our community being poisoned with
The war is not oververse 1The war is not over7 years ago in Other More Like This
I'm waiting for you
waiting to punish you
for all the wrong things you did to me
your running so far
far away from this abyss
afraid of getting caught
and never coming back
Chorus x 2
finding your way from people you hurt
get up from the floor the war is not over
crying all day long
for the love you just lost
get up from the floor the war is not over
I will never give up I will stand strong with an axe in my hand
I'm sorry for all the damage I did to my friends
I can't forgive them now the war is not over yet
Un Brony en Equestria - capitulo 1Un Brony en Equestria - capitulo 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Un Brony en Equestria.
Capítulo 1: De Brony a Pony.
Los que les contare no fue una mala jugada de mi conciencia, fue y es real.
Yo era un tipo "normal", bueno normal en un sentido ambiguo, ya que, yo era parte de un grupo que da mucho de que hablar, un grupo en que la sociedad creía que era raro, lo cual no los culpo ya que lo es, ¿Quién diría que un joven que iba a la universidad, admiraba, seguía y veía una serie que para el sentido común era solo para niñas?, sí, yo era un Brony, y digo era, ya entenderán por qué.
Pasaba mis días estudiando, jugando videojuegos y por supuesto navegando por internet, si bien no había sido un Brony sino desde no más de 6 meses, el fandom había comenzado solo 2 años atrás, sentía como si hubiera sido de toda la vida.
Varios de mis amigos del internet hablaban de una serie sobre ponies, yo decía, bueno cosa suya, no creo que sean menos o más masculin
Janto Drabble"In a thousand years time you won't remember me." I promised Ianto I would remember him. In a thousand years I would remember him.Janto Drabble4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I would never forget the steaming hot cup of coffee he would make every morning and every night we worked late. Industrial grade, just for me.
How when we kissed, I could taste the sweetness on his lips.
I could never forget how he was quiet, but you could read so much in his eyes.
I wouldn't forget him. I wouldn't forget any of it. I wouldn't forget my love for him. I remember Ianto Jones.
Interview With The 'Gays' 17Interview With The 'Gays' 174 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Persephone Phoenix Broom
Q: When did you first suspect you were Bisexual?
A: Well, it all started in fourth grade. All of my little friends had started to develop crushes on other boys. While they would sit there and gush about their interests, I would keep quiet. I would keep quiet because I had a big crush on a girl. In fourth grade, I didn't even know that anything LGBT existed, so I just thought that it was really nothing. I didn't tell anybody. Then in fifth grade, I heard the phrase "That's so Gay." I, of course, had to know what the hell that meant, so I googled it. That's when I found out about the LGBT community. So, I searched and searched and finally stumbled across bisexuality. Then it hit me. I was a Bisexual. I was a Bisexual and it scared the crap out of me. I, again told nobody. In sixth grade, I sort of accepted it. In seventh grade, I fully accepted it, and now I don't give a damn what people think. Now that I'm heading into eigth grade, I can't wai
Childish WishesChildish wishes cling to my heartChildish Wishes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see something romantic
My heart swoons with delight
I see the men in the movies
The ones who's only wish is to please their lover
The ones who would go to the moon and beyond
Just to get a smile
But I can't decide
Do I wish to be that man or the women he lusts after
I can see myself in the shoes of both
One and the same
And that is what I want for myself
I want someone to lust after me
To live to please me
To want to please me
But I want someone to care for
To cherish and treat like a glass
So what side does my heart lie on
Could I have both?
But then I think
Then I know
Such things are childish fantasizes
A lover who lives for you
They are the things of movies
Things for people pure of heart
Not for people like me
People who have seen the darkness
People who survived.
You're My ReasonI dare to love youYou're My Reason4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dare to care
I shouldn't act out how I feel
But you're the only thing that's real
I give my heart out
Even though it's broken
In hopes you'll be the one to fix it
Yet I remain a shadow of everyone else
Because I am of no desire.
I am in love, as crazy as it sounds
And even though
I'm in mental anguish,
My heart will never relent
As will the scars that remind me
EpiphanyI'm pointlessly sitting in the bitter windEpiphany4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
goosebumps all over
thinking to myself
it would be worth it
if i was keeping him warm.
All That And MoreYou asked me why I'm proud, proud to be different?All That And More4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because I am different. Because I'm allowed.
You tell me I'm confused.
I'm confused? Confused for falling in love?
Well then I'd rather be confused and in love then ignorant and alone. That's for sure.
You call me a heathen.
You tell me I don't deserve to wear a ring on my finger.
Or hold hands on the street.
You tell me I'm sick and wrong.
Well I'm sorry. But this girl.
She's worth being all that and more.
Part of who I amI know you love me for mePart of who I am4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I feel as if you don't accept my bisexuality,
I understand that you feel as if there is something you cannot fulfill.
But trust me just because you are a guy doesn't mean I love you any less.
And it doesn't mean we lack something,
Or that you don't give me something I need.
All my sexuality means is
I like girls AND guys.
It's as simple as that,
No riddles, no rhymes,
Just honest to God love and truth.
Yes I like girls,
But I promise this will never affect us.
And we'll never lack something because of it.
It's just part of who I am,
And I can't help that.
I remember...I remember,I remember...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was young
I would stare at pretty girls in awe.
I thought I was just jealous
That they were more attractive,
And cuter than me
My first crush
He was funny and cute as can be.
But when I would think of him
I found my thoughts sometimes drifting,
To that girl in my maths class
My best friend
How my feelings for her changed.
Sometimes I had the urge
To pull her body close to me,
And press our lips together
When I would cry
I would sob into my pillow.
My mind was in utter turmoil
As I didn't understand how,
I could like girls as well as boys
The midnight talks
My friend's kind words and support.
She helped me start to see the light,
And begin to accept my true self
My mother's words
She shook her head and sighed.
'It's just a phase' she told me,
'You'll grow out of it soon enough'
My first kiss
With my friend in a field.
She told me she was only 'curious',
But for a while I longed for more
Why Does It MatterWhy does it matterWhy Does It Matter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why, why, why, WHY!?
why does it matter if we're straight,bi,or gay,
black or white,
rich or poor,
male or female,
I've asked myself this many a day
why does it matter if we're Christian,Muslum,Satanist,Jewish,Wiccan,or Hellenistic Religion,
I still can't find the answer,
why do we judge anyone about these sorts of things, things we can't change,
when the only thing that really matters,
is whats in our heart,
how we treat other people,
our actions are the only things we should be judged on,
but why arn't they,
HatikvaShe kept her promise, in a box on the dresserHatikva5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Right underneath the flag
The promise she had made to her mother when she was ten
"Stay safe and remember who you are," she had said
A yes whispered, then off to school
Seven years and a world away
She didn't flinch at fireworks then, the sound didn't sting
She used to smile and laugh and sing
Holding her mother's hand, warm and soft
The feeling soon replaced with the cold and the recoil
That those hands knew so well
Passed from mother to daughter
A hand on her necklace and a prayer for the dead
And the brass is up and the box is locked
And she keeps her promise.
Double Vortex - Chapter 1Double Vortex - Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Titre : Double Vortex
Synopsis : Rose and the Tenth Doctor leves Earth for new adventures, but suddenly a problem happend.
I wrote this story 3 years ago in French. This Traduction has been made by Robin Jeannene (http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2252798/) - Thanks you so much Robin !!!
Chapter 1: A Common Problem
The Doctor, once again, had saved the planet Earth. This time, from a Sycorax threat. It was time for im to set out again towards new adventures. He had just finished Christmas dinner which he had hared with his friends: Rose, Mickey and Jackie. A true Christmas dinner.
Then they went outside to look at snow falling on London. However, after the Doctor's explanations, the snow proved to be ashes of the Sycorax vessel which the Prime Minister Arietta Jones had ordered destroyed. It was a bit less romantic now.
The Doctor walked towards