OblivionOblivion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That kind of beauty
can haunt a life
and ruin a man,
the incandescent taste of skin
so fair it flouts
a summer day
and taunts the bed clothes
as if to say
this is but a borrowed pleasure;
the supple lilt of hips
making wastrels of my senses
and savoring the scent
of flesh entrapping secrets
like a summer solstice;
and that last wave of wonder
puckered in a silken crescent
breaking over me
I am not my illness. I am not my illness.I am not my illness.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I've had depression for three years, and I used to hate the way my illness had changed me. I thought I could never be the girl I used to be. But my psychologist helped me to see that my illness can never change the inner me. In the end, I will have changed I will be stronger for this battle but my central values and the things that make me 'me' will always remain the same.
I am not my illness.
I have schizophrenia. People call me crazy, and avoid me, because I hear voices and talk to them. Maybe I am crazy sometimes, when I have an episode. But I'm not always crazy. I may be schizophrenic, but schizophrenic is not all I am.
I am not my illness.
The girls at school all tease me because I always stutter when I talk, and sometimes I try to speak but my mouth can't form the words. They call me retarded, dumb. I've never really had any real friends, all because I have autis
Bones - Shooting on a Prayer 1Dr. Temperance Brennan sighed and stood up from the table, easing the crick out of her back. The forensic anthropologist had been working on identifying the remains of a skeleton found in a bush two days before, but after hours of poring over the rotting corpse all she had discovered was that it was a male, between the ages of six and ten, roughly 148cm in height.Bones - Shooting on a Prayer 19 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was almost impossible to identify the body, or give an exact height, because it was missing the head, hands and feet, eliminating the simple identification methods.
Brennan pulled of her gloves, brushing auburn hair away from her face impatiently, and checked her watch, surprised to see it was nearly nine p.m.
Angela? Tempe called out, Zack? She was not expecting an answer, and receiving none, she grabbed her bag and left the museum.
Brennan had just pulled up outside her apartment when her cell phone trilled in her bag. She answered it, retrieving her keys at the same time.
Dear Booth ...Dear Booth:Dear Booth ...8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I know that youve probably reading this with someone looking over your shoulder, so all Im going to say is that Ive left the real letter in your apartment, behind the picture of us sealing our first case.
Hopefully youre alone now. Because honestly, I dont think you want your current girlfriend knowing that some strange woman you call Bones is leaving you notes.
Theyre going to say I killed myself. And theyre right; in all the ways that matter, I did. But I swear never pulled the trigger.
About three weeks ago, a man named Owen Douglas contacted me. His daughter had been murdered, but hed been arrested twice for harassing the police, trying to get her case reopened. I agreed to look into it for a fee of fifteen hundred dollars. What I found was that his daughter was involved deeply involved with a cover-up involving the Director of the FBI. Shed been having an affair with him
ConfusedI had a beautiful dayConfused3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But then I saw her
And I felt my pain
Felt like I'm falling on the floor
I've seen her eyes
Sad, beautiful eyes
Just those eyes
Looking somewhere behind
But not on me
They don't see
Cold face without any expressions
Body wrapped in dark clothes
Moving fast without any intensions
Though I feel like it's getting slow
Why do I get so emotional?
Why I want to scream?
She's moving away and I'm standing still
I want to stop her
She needs to be happy
I opened my eyes
I turned back to see her walking down the street
Did I just see how my happiness walks by me?
What did I see?
It was a dream
That's what I've seen
Dream in the reality
No way out from this confusion
No way in to this illusion
It's just me seeing you so close
And even more
I'm confused and lost
NejiTen - Hide and SeekThe Konoha Ninja Academy was almost like a daycare. For young children they barely learned the basic kick through a wooden plank trick. Neji hated that he was in the younger group. It wasn't bragging when he said he was the most experienced in his group. He was experienced in basic ninja skills at that. He was growing weary of the simple tricks they were teaching. He found little if any joy in watching the others fail to succeed in them.NejiTen - Hide and Seek5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was one girl who was about as talented as him. She could easily do the simple tasks put up for her. She wanted to do a few harder things. There were things she possessed different than him. She spoke a bit more than he did, and she was definitely more spontaneous. Her father was a weapons master, and she often sneaked a few of her favorites to school.
One time she showed him some, but he simply paid her no mind, "Which one do you like best?" she asked with a small smile on her face. He gave her an unamused look. At this she had giggled, "You don'
Dream till realityI had a dream last night about my deathDream till reality4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I died and return to see how it will be
To see my life from start to the end
It was weird I saw myself
I saw everything, each detail I didn't see before
Those people I used to ignore
So many things I didn't realized
Like I was living in the dark
And only now I've come back to real life
Saw myself from another side
Like it wasn't me at all
Without shades and without lies
I came closer and suddenly opened my eyes
Shocked and scared but I was alive
I had a dream of life without disguise
IdiotIdiotIdiot4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've lost myself because of you
I've killed myself because of you
I've done bad thing because of you
And now you're gone and it's all because of you
You don't have any soul
You don't have any heart
Inside of you is a complete dark
I could lost myself looking in to your eyes
You could do anything to me,
I didn't see your empty and stupid lies
I've lost my friends I knew I did
It was the hardest thing to do
But I guess I realize we need to split
Idiot that's my second name
I believed to you and you used me
You put me in your fucking game
How much I suffered but I never leave
You hurt me like you always did
You never cared how much I feel
You don't remember my tears
I guess I'm able to stop this shit
Cause you don't remember anything
I let you hurt me and I took that pain
And I know I was an idiot
But I never will go through this again
Skeletons In The Closet: Ch.1Skeletons In The Closet: Ch.19 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Seeley Booth sat at his desk, case file in hand, apparently staring across the office at an extremely interesting stain on the wall. Of course, anyone who knew him at all would recognize that as his patented 'brooding' face. He'd been sitting there in very much the same manner ever since Deputy Director Cullen had stopped in and threw the manila file folder on his desk.
"New case. Definitely gonna need the squints on this one," he had said. He began to turn to leave, and then stopped. "Oh, and try to keep your anthropologist from beating up all the suspects - I've got enough to deal with as it is without having to worry about harassment suits." Without giving Booth a chance to reply, Cullen turned on his heel and walked briskly back the way he had come.
Now, Booth wondered whether Brennan beating up the suspects was the least of his worries. He set the case file back on the desk and began
LunaLunaLuna4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The reason no one loves you
Is because you're so cold
But they don't know
Nothing about your love
But no, don't tell them
Keep your secret with you
No one has to know
Don't care if it's not true
Who makes you shine so bright?
Who gives you best of this life?
Who loves you just because you are?
And takes you away so far
Keep answers unknown
No one has to know
Nothing about your love
I call you Luna
Cause that's what you are
For real you're not
You something more
Than just simple cosmic star
You're the one who I love
And no one has to know
Luna, I'm gonna whisper
And maybe one day I'll confess
But now something is missing
Probably those things I never had
FMA: Chalk Dust - LOGIC~*LOGIC*~FMA: Chalk Dust - LOGIC6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Winry rung out the cloth before laying it gently over her friends face, cooling his feverish brow and shielding his eyes from the light of the candle. Her face crumpled slightly as Edward choked back the tiniest of whimpers. It had taken them hours to stabilize him when Alphonse had stumbled in that night and clumsily passed his older brother into their care. That was months ago, but Ed was still so weak. And now
How could someone so frail endure automail installation surgery at all? Let alone do so in silence?
Huh ah Winry? Ed licked at chapped lips as she straightened with a start. Even though his eyes were covered by the washcloth, she made a valiant attempt to compose herself. Still, the pained smile she plastered on could not quite conceal the remnants of the pain and incredulity and awe she bore for the boy next to her. How cou
The Patience Vignettes- Part I"You are gorgeous! Are you gorgeous? Yes you are, you're booful! You're booful!"The Patience Vignettes- Part I9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Angela!" Angela turned far too innocent eyes to her best friend. "What are you doing?"
"I'm talking to her. Aren't I talking to you, my little cutie pookies?"
"No, no." Temperance walked to the crib, "You should never speak baby-talk to a baby."
"Jeez, Bones," and Booth joined the baby admirers, "Lighten up. Who else can you talk baby-talk to other than a baby?"
"That's not the point," insisted Bones, turning her 'lecture face' on her husband, "It's a pointless effort to make up a fake language with no logical differences, just to speak it to a child who should be learning English."
"Ah, no…" Booth looked shell-shocked.
"Are you talking about Baby-talk?" asked Hodgins, jogging up to the crib gang.
"Yes." Said Angela with no real enthusiasm.
"Did you know that a secret branch of the government trains their spies to take secret messages in a code disguised as baby-talk?" This comment was treated with the si
Nobody knows ... And never willNobody knows, nobody knowsNobody knows ... And never will3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody seem to care, nobody seem to care to know how much I love
My love is silent cause silence seem to be my love,
Nobody knows, nobody cares
And its fine I guess
My ghost my silent love
My unpredictable story goes on
Who's in love they must know
How it feels in your heart, how it feels in your soul
But what if I told you that I want you
What if I told you that I need you?
Nobody knows and never will
No matter what happens I'm standing still
For you my ghost I keep believe
Cause nobody knows how I feel
Nobody seem to care about me
The only one person I want to care is you my ghost
The one and only person who I love the most
So let this be a secret let nobody know
Who I claimed to be my life my only one love
The Red Fox And The RatCoffeeThe Red Fox And The Rat4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Several months have passed since the 4th Ninja War ended, since we claimed our victories, since everything's gone back to normal. Or at least, that's what I would like to say as things have gotten a little hetic? No, that doesn't seem right. How about busy?
After our combined alliance of shinobi during the War, it was suggested that each Village send a representative to act as an ambassador between nations and keep the peace. The two choices giving those selected were either occasional visits or to live within the Village. I chose visitation option in which I visit and stay for a week or two, to give me a little vacation time away from home (though I heard Subaku Temari of the Sand took up residence in a heartbeat. Something to do with one of the strategist being an old acquaintance of hers ).
One of the responsibilities was to receive specific documents from our homes-be they requests, politics, or the economy-and deliver them
No light, no lightNo light, no lightNo light, no light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No life without fight
No love without pain
No sun without rain
No light, no light
No day without night
No road without aim
No man without name
No light, no light
No black without white
No words without mind
No fail without try
No light, no light
No dark without light
No true without lie
No tears without smile
No light, no light
No left without right
No eyes without soul
No high without fall
No light, no light
No joy without cry
No stars without moon
No me without you
To die for ...Before I close my eyes I'll whisper your nameTo die for ...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I can be sure I'm not yet insane
I pull the trigger, I slice the knife
To make sure I feel alright
My love brings me to the end
And I'm not ready, not ready yet
Without screaming I will cut the pain inside me
For my last trip I will try to fight it
Burning candle burns like burning soul
I didn't make it, I couldn't make it on my own
I'm doomed to fail, losing my own faith
I can't take it, I can't go through this again
Without hesitation I'll die for you
But I don't want you to die for me too
I want you to live, want you to breathe
Don't want your life to be close to the cease
Through redemption I will go again
And I'll be melted by the pouring rain
But when the death finally will knock into my door
I won't be scared I already know what I'll die for
Bones - S on a P EpilogueBrennan sat with Angela in the front row, watching Booth give his speech. She didn't really hear the words - she was still drugged for the pain - but the meaning was clear, and tears welled in her eyes as he stepped back down from the plinth and sat in the empty seat beside her.Bones - S on a P Epilogue9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"That was beautiful." Angela leaned over from her other side to say, and Booth nodded, his faint smile not reaching his cheerless eyes. Brennan tried to smile encouragingly, but somehow found her face muscles wouldn't obey her. She stared dumbly at the black coffin being lowered into the hole, draped in the Stars and Stripes.
The priest was finishing the sermon with a few words that none of them heard, their attention held by the plain black coffin. Booth and Brennan had only known Rod for a few hours - and Angela not at all - but they all knew of his courage in not only protecting them, but in preventing a murderer from killing again.
The rest of the service played out as they sat in silence on the front row.
Just One WishDr.Temperance Brennan's Heart sank to the floor. She stared at the holographic image of a face of a five-year-old boy; the FBI had found the remains to. "Parker" Angela sobbed as she looked at the picture of Booth's missing son. "No, no its not right you didn't do it right" Brennan yelled. It wasn't Parker, it couldnt be! Angela looked up; her eyes filled with tears and shook her head. She left immediately storming past Zach on her way out. Zach looked up at the image with no emotion "You mean Parker Booth?" he asked in disbelief. Booth had already been mad enough about his son going on the missing list because he was gone for months, but this would push him over the edge.Just One Wish8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Temperance stared at the boy's face, tears streaked her own face. Her heart ached. How would she tell him? Just then as ironically as it seemed he walked in. "Any luck on iden..." he stopped short. Brennan didn't turn to him; she didnt know how she would react. She didnt want him to see her or his s
EnigmaShe was the starEnigma2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She had no heart
She had no blood
She was so cold
Her touch was deadly
Cause she was a devil
A demon with no soul
An angel with no love
She was a mystery to me
But I could feel her from within
She was my perfect saving pain
And my pouring endless rain
She was enigma
She was a myth
She was a legend
She was a dream
BrokenThe crystal brokeBroken4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as a majestic explosion
their harmful parts
I can see the brightness
on each edge serrated
and feel that cutting effect
my skin bristles
I can see
but those tiny pieces
on the contour of this
to we call heart
Diary Song: Love Song ParodyDiary Song: Love Song Parody4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Summary: A parody of Sarah Bareilles's "Love Song" sung by Ginny Weasley.
Quill in the ink jar,
And he tells me to write my problems away,
But they'll get even harder, even I know that,
Made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
You're usually kind of scary,
Blank stares at blank pages,
No easy way to say this,
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
I'm not gonna write in this diary,
'cause you asked for it,
'cause you need me to, you see,
I'm not gonna write in this dairy,
'cause you tell me it's,
Make or break in this,
If you're on your way,
I'm not gonna write to Tom today,
What happened to Collin Creevy?
I wanted my picture taken by him today,
I learned the hard way,
That brothers say the things you want to hear,
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and,
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts,
You are not what I thought you were,
Hello to high and dry,
Convinced me to write you,
Made me think that I need this too,
I'm trying to leave