If Only You KnewIf Only You Knew4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only you knew..
You bring me up,
You bring me down.
I can't help but smile when you're around.
You make me frown,
You make me smile.
I'd run miles to see you.
You make me laugh,
You make me cry.
I try to tell you the truth..
But I can't utter a sound.
Like an Unfinished Love PoemShe calls him a poet but in truth he's just a dreamer with too many words in his head. He doesn't believe that he's fallen in love so he pretends to be a lovestruck stranger and writes how it might feel.Like an Unfinished Love Poem4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When I touch her lips with mine,
I'm not smiling,
I'm just living.When she said goodbye her heart pounded weakly against her heavy chest. With every pulse of blood through her veins she felt tension in her wrists; she was holding back, holding back. Her breastbone still feels like the wall of a jail cell her heartbeat thumping wildly like a prisoner begging to be freed. She wants to rip off her jacket because she's burning up inside.
She was full of empty goodbyes and dreams that didn't last long enough.
I've never been in love.
Don't you think I would know
how it feels?
My body's a wreck,
my eyes are stained with tears
my heart is hot underneath my skin.
I wonderNow that she's gone he's finally started to fall apart. It feels l
I Love You For ThatTalking to youI Love You For That3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is safe and its sweet.
It's innocent and free.
And I love you for that.
Looking at you
gives me shortness of breath.
Makes my heart beat fast.
And I want you for that.
Being near you
makes me nervous and scared
I love your scent and aura.
And I'll always be with you for that.
Hearing your voice
fills my ears with joy
eases my heart and my mind
And I could never leave you for that.
You've destroyed my world
You've rebuilt it though
to somthing more beautiful
and I love you for that.
and now - today i waited and waited and waited, and you never said anything beautiful at all.and now -5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
 today i clicked 'i'm feeling lucky' on google. the screen went blank except for two words - are you?
 today i saw a man planting daffodils beside the highway. i asked why. he told me yellow was the color of happiness.
 today an old woman patted my cheek with a wrinkly hand and told me everything was going to be all right, after all.
 today a boy i see everyday on the ten-fifteen bus to central station told me i had beautiful eyes.
 today i wrote 'i love you' in twentysix languages, each somewhere in the city. i didn't want to exclude anyone.
 today i fell down the stairs. I scraped my knee, but i was okay.
 today when i
quirks.when i was a child:quirks.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i loved to steal.
i would go around my neighborhood
and steal lawn ornaments.
at daycare, i would steal money
once, i stole my next door neighbor’s
when my parents confronted me,
the lie was smooth and solid:
i saw so-and-so take it.
when i was a child:
i loved to lie.
i would make up stories
to get reactions out of people.
to see if they’d believe me.
once, i convinced my friend charlotte
that i had twenty-four hours to live.
when she burst into tears,
i had to bite my tongue
to keep from laughing.
when i was a child:
i loved animals.
i would lock my dog in the closet
and in the bathroom.
a lot of my neighbors left birdcages out
during the day
so i set all of the birds free.
once, i imagined what it would be like
to kill an animal.
then, i imagined what it would be like
to run over it repeatedly
with a car
so i did it with my scooter
to a rose i found
because it was red
when i was a
How to mend a broken hearti. I’m sorry to be the one to tell youHow to mend a broken heart5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that bandages and Neosporin
fix cut knees, but not a cut heart
so put the rubbing alcohol away-
put the alcohol away
injected straight to your veins
is better left to a tooth ache
than a heart ache
Darling, let it throb
iii. I’ll crack open your ribcage
to find a shattered heart,
and a dragon
breathing fire in your chest:
keeping your heart inflamed,
turning your tears to ash
iv. Release the dragon
to release the pain-
throw away the first-aid kit,
and I know you’ll find love once again:
And I know you’ll be loved again.
intoxicationi see naked bodies in the gutter as i walk queen street at 3 am. they make love, awkward but warm in the concrete curve. i don't place their clothes. i think it is wonderful though. the heat, the heat.intoxication6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
my entire body is rolling from heavy to light, like the shore. my head is humming and my limbs ache dull. there is a sickness in my stomach or in my throat. i think that maybe my stomach is wanting to force itself out my throat- but i won't have that.
i walk further. there are no straight lines to follow but i picture them in my mind and still cannot walk across them. i trip, tumble on the edge of the pavement and no one sees. the alcohol pulses through my blood stream and i begin to shout
i love her, i fucking adore her!
the brisbane night sky answers with an offset of bat noises and far off traffic. they don't understand though, they could never feel this. the sky may love the sun for lighting it each day and the moon for gracing its canvas with a milky glow, but it does not know the l
Be My GirlI cried tonightBe My Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it was not like before
When someone to love me
Was all I implored
This time the tears fell
Because my wish has come true
My prayers have been answered
In the wonder that is you
I smiled tonight
But it was not like before
When it was just a physical response
This time I smile
Not from the mouth but the eyes
This lost little boy
Has finally come back to life
I wrote tonight
This poem, these words
About my best friend
my love, my girl
This time it seems
That indeed you feel the same
I prayed to God for your arrival
and soon after you came
FriendsFriends are the only angelsFriends9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We'll ever get to see
While still on earth
While we still can breath
They're there for us
Through thick and thin
They light our way
When our path is dim
To hold your hand
To counsel you through
To help you out
To hold to you true
They're God's little gift
To show you He's there
They're his angel's to you
To show you that he does care
I hate youI hate you4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I hate you so much,I don't know why we keep in touch
you said that I'm the only one for you,but your actions showed that this is ain't true
My heart sucked dry,and dont ask me why,becuase you know the reason is you
I'll just sit here by the wall,and watch you die all alone
you always knew but you didn't want to say
now look on the mess you have done, tomorrow i'll be gone
nothing left to fix or break, can't decide whats true or fake
I just wanted you to resurrect me,but instead you broke me to a million pieces
should I run or should I wait,Should I hold or should I break
I'm just trying to revive from all those scars you gave me
I tried to break out from this emotional prison but without any luck, I've failed again
you mislead me,deceived me,
always lie and tricked me
I bought it like a fool,
now I know how cruel you are
all you leave is pain and scars...
i'm choking.i am sitting with smoking nerves andi'm choking.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
frayed circuit wires, everything i don't
know knotting together for me to choke
if there is a door, i can't find it.
if there is an answer, i'm unaware.
instead i am falling to my knees and
crawling under the smoke, eyes watering
and knuckles bleeding. no closer to the end
than when i had begun.
if i had the courage, i'd crack open your ribs
and get the answer for myself. if i was brave,
i'd simply reach over and pinch the truth from
or i'd just tie my heart to the railroad tracks
and wait for you to save it. wait for you
to cradle it and whisper that the time for
pinched nerves and scraped knees is over.
but i am confused and cowardly, clutching
my chest, palms feebly protecting the only
thing i have left to defend. the only thing i
have left worth guarding.
and the thing that scares me most is not that
you might hurt me. it's not that i might end
up with a scar or a burn or a weeping laceration.
the thing that has me trembling wit
:_Sakuhina_:3Chapter 3:_Sakuhina_:36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
N-no, no, Sakura-chan, Hinata pleads, putting her palms over each side of her face to feel the rising heat in her cheeks, Y-you must not take part in these filthy books!
Filthy? Sakura gasped, then corrected, Intelligent! These novels are like the Bible! They tell you things you never imagined and treasures of all kinds. It teaches you the values of your future as an adult and your needs you never knew you could have!
Hinata choked, blushing deeply. She spun around from Sakuras gaze to cup her nose to hold back the nosebleed. She really has no idea.
Besides, how would you know? Sakura faced her and accused. Hinata squeaked. How is she able to read her so easily?
I-I-I dont! Hinata shivered.
Pursing her lips, Sakura eyed Hinata for three moments before taking her wrist and literally dragging her in by the heels. The cobalt-haired girl protested endlessly, N-no! No, S-Sakura
R.I.P CITY OF RAPTURER.I.P CITY OF RAPTURE5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
R.I.P THE BEAUTIFUL CITY OF RAPTURE (BIOSHOCK 1+2)
Rapture,you were a beautiful city resting on the oceans deep,you were a place of mystery,beauty,and fear. But many loved you. But sadly,I have to say, (while i cry very hard) that you will only be a dream in our heads and hearts. There is no Bioshock 3,there is Bioshock Infinite, a new city set in the sky,in 1912. This new city is called Columbia. And oh god, Rapture, I'll miss you so much! I can't even explain. I'll miss my wife Eleanor Lamb, I'll miss you little sisters, I'll miss you big sisters, I'll miss you splicers, I'll miss you subject Delta,I'll miss you Big Daddies, I'll miss the beauty and Horror of you rapture! My life is Rapture, and it will be taken away in Bioshock Infinite! All we know about the Rapture Civil War, ADAM, Plasmids, Gene Tonics, splicers, and all the stuff we love so much...please R.I.P! Jack ryan, Andrew Ryan, Frank Fontaine,Sofia Lamb, all of them are gone! And I Can't stop crying since last
.he points.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to a crucifix
on the left side
of his neck
tells me he can end all
of your suffering -
and i look at him
and i cross my arms, thinking
he can't even do this
SugarlessIt was a quiet meal. Nothing but the sound of her utensils chinking against the plate echoed through the large dining hall. As she set her glass down and pursed her lips slightly into a frown, she pondered why it was mandatory to have such a long table when it was only her who was to eat there. Everyday at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And only to repeat it the next day, and the day after that. She sighed.Sugarless3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is there something wrong with the food?" Peppermint butler asked, coming to her side.
She shook her head. "The food is fine. It's just..."
"Hey! You can't go in there!" a muffled voice of a banana guard said behind the large doors.
A laugh cackled. "Try and stop me!" another, but female voice countered.
Before the princess could question what was going on, the doors were suddenly flung open and in came none other than the vampire queen herself. A mischievous grin was plastered on her face as she floated above the table towards the pink girl. Banana guards came rushing in, growling a
maybe you never belonged to meI can still feel the weight of your lips on the curve of my collarbone. Sometimes, it feels paralyzing, crushing, absolute. Sometimes, it feels like home. Like everything.maybe you never belonged to me2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I once heard that when you can't fall asleep it means you're awake in someone else's dream. I wonder which one of us was dreaming that night, because everything was too quiet, too easy, too perfect. You used to fall asleep next to me, your body curled against mine. It's a warmth that's not easy to forget. A hidden smile tucked into pillows and sheets. It's easy to think these things will last forever when you're tangled up together. For me, the strings of my life will always be tangled up in yours. Forever tied to you. No matter hard they attempt to fray. To fall apart. To sever.
It's snowing for the first time this year. Soft and gentle, glittering in the sunlight, falling in large flakes, easy and quiet – nothing at all like the storm that rages inside of me, turning up the corners of my heart, throwing shrapnel
What if...[What if] s[he'd been] telling [the] truth?What if...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then what does that make you? Utter [demon ? ]s of the human race, [a pointed] gun, a smiling [face.] [A] whispered [li]e in many e[ar]s, a rumour bound to span [for years.]
Down t[he] corridors and up the ['s]tairs, [a cold]-war school where no one cares. [Fear]s of getting teased in town, [behind every smile] hides [a] dark frown. I used to think that we were [friend]s, a summer [full of] bright weekends. But that pointed gun, that smiling face, [destroyed] your [soul], your heart, your face.
A face, a soul, a [trust] of lace.
But what [is] the point of making these black inky tears rhyme? They are [lost], lost [in] old summer ti[me.]
Portal 2 - PrisonThe first time she regrets it is when she loses track of her steps.Portal 2 - Prison2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When it is too late to hope for her death — the Central Turret Chamber does not start an ambush for nothing, it never did, especially on its own — she finds herself thinking of the swift legs and arms she has watched until a while ago, and feels too heavy under her own glass shelter.
She remembers the clumsy humans, starved and pale, tripping over their own jumpsuits. She knew they were a threat, but not this way — their bodies ever looked weak and fatigued. But she discovers now, in the growing anxiety that accompanies her moves, what exactly one with healthy limbs and a bit of willpower can do.
The images mingle with the others, even as she rambles. She dreams of moving about — she dreams of crushing her little neck in an iron fist, of knocking her unconscious, of running away — oranything but just being there, swinging, doing nothing. Such an easy target, so stupidly made impossible.