You Know Who You AreSo this is for you
You Know who you are
your name is written in the stars
millions and millions of miles away
just close enough to touch
and I read what they say
Do you even miss me?
Do you even care?
If you don't I can't help to notice that you stare
you seem lost
do you need help?
that's too bad
you're gone now
and I'm proud
because this time
you were the one to fall
One, TwoOne, twoOne, Two2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Ocean is Blue
Across the shore
Nothing to fix
It's getting late
Where have I been
DreamsWhen the sun goes downDreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that's when dreams come alive
they swim, stir, creep inside us
Drowning our minds
pushing out everything we know
becoming a part of us
a piece we didn't know was accessible
Some don't know
They live in their own reality
running from themselves
Some reach for them
the reality they call dreams
but I believe these things are very real
They had to come from somewhere
a place that is vivid, and wholly reachable
Alvara October 12, 3025Alvara7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You thought you should let him know, it was important enough. But he wasn't going to be especially happy about it. You decided to start with a smile, you painted it on your face, but began to rub your hands together, signaling that you were nervous. He picked up on that. Afterall, he was the closest thing you had to a father, he created you.
"I should..." you couldn't look him in the eye, "....be leaving soon."
He went backward, eating those steps he took earlier, bumping into a desk with test tubes on it. He wasn't your average 20-year-old.
"Where are you going?" He questioned, with every edge of concern on his face.
"I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. This isn't the first time that I've brought up the subject."
He took off his glasses, and pinched the top of his nose, where, if he was especially upset, his eyebrows almost met. You could see tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
Who Am IWho am I?Who Am I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can take any shape you form me into
I can run so fast the world will never sees me, I run in circles
Who am I?
I fell so good in your hands, but I always slip away
I can hurt and heal
Who am I?
I thrash around all the time, looking for someone take take under
Who am I?
The Water? Or you?
The WitchShe's a WomanThe Witch2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a mad woman
She takes everything
She twists it all around
at the snap of her fingers
She calls to me
Calls me out in front of everyone
this will be my trial
She tells me not to worry
She doesn't believe in death
Instead, she gives me new life
one I wasn't ready for
She's a woman
a wicked woman
SingThe whole world laughed at herSing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way she always forgot
the way she always would stir
so she ran
she screamed at the top of her lungs
her legs were pale, her face was tan
her breathing quickened
"Why am I so imperfect?"
she heard a noise, she was suddenly sickened
"Even the birds are laughing"
she was losing her mind
so she sank to the ground
she closed her eyes
and she sang
and for the first time
Fragile WristsIf tonight I broke my promiseFragile Wrists6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And proved to you I was no novice
If i cut two inches long
And never thought it would be wrong
If no one would ever see
The crazy person I'd turn out to be
I'd cut again, this time with ease
To let blood fall and never cease...
And if I lost the will to live
No matter the countless times I would forgive
And if the scars had never healed
Would you protect me with your sheild?
And if you could hear my screams
I'd let it out inside my dreams
I'd hide my soul behind a mask
If it put me beyond your grasp
I'd do it all to hide my wrists
To let me go and stay amiss...
Evil, Deceiving LiarThere are dark skiesEvil, Deceiving Liar2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she can't see
there are voices
"Meet me at the graveyard"
There are hands
hands that creep out her window
the other one holds her arm
then recites another lie
"Don't worry, it's only dark blue outside."
Spider's DanceI'm sorry that I love you.Spider's Dance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all I have to say.
Because I know that I hurt you...
maybe more than you hurt me.
Darling, we spun ourselves a web
that even we can't escape from.
I know you've tried (I know I've tried)...
We both thought we'd succeeded.
Baby, I'm sorry, but we were wrong.
I wish it were easier,
for the both of us.
we're still caught in our lovers' trance.
The Dangers of Cactus JuiceTeam Avatar was about to snap. The tension was high, tempers were boiling, and nerves were rubbed raw. For a lack of better choice of phrasing, a meltdown was inevitable.The Dangers of Cactus Juice2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Everyone was too something: Aang was too aloof and brooding, Sokka was too frazzled, Toph was too bitingly sarcastic, Zuko was too I’ve-got-to-help-Aang-defeat-my-evil-father, and Katara—well, Katara was just trying to keep them all sane.
A shit-hit-the-fan scenario was inevitable with so many stressed out benders (and Sokka) congregated in one small area just days before Sozin’s Comet. Luckily Sokka decided to nip the impending implosion of stress-doom in the butt before it got that far. He reckoned what they all needed was to have one night of fun and relaxation. Unfortunately that meant that Sokka would make a poor attempt at becoming a brewer. The result? Slightly diluted cactus juice.
Aang had decided to skip out on the festivities early. In fact, watching Sokka cackle and gleefull
blossomingit happened while I was laying in bed. the white sheets surrounded my pale skin, the soft morning light with such a dim on my face with nothing to be said, nothing to be done. my limbs, my arms, my whole body felt so heavy. my breath went slowly and suppressed and my eyes fell closed as soon as the need to open them arose. the bed began to move, it elongated and stretched with me inside. so did I. it was a pain, an ache, a distress. so much had happened before, so many words had been said, so many thoughts had been thought, so many dooms had been done. but I lived. "mum", I whispered as her fragile body entered the door, her eyes silently upon me like a deer's. "it's the death." she shook her head and took a seat on the wooden chair she had pulled towards me. my limbs elongated again and I groaned quietly. I could feel it inside. I could feel my lungs collapsing and expanding over and over. I could feel my heart crumbling and widening. why did this happen to me? had the time come? I coblossoming2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I Remember MeShe is only eighteen and the world has never failed her. Her smile is wide, open-mouthed and dimpled. And when she laughsGod, when she laughsit's a free, melodic thing, unrestrained, like pealing bells. It bubbles out of her, all golden curls, just like the lion's mane that ranges wildly around her eyes. She is so happy, so lively. So alive.I Remember Me3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She is nineteen and her small hands shake with something that is panic and excitement and something a great deal more. She is in love and suddenly her world is narrowed to one wild, beautiful girl and her kisses and her smile. Baby girl. Nobody has ever called her that. Nobody has ever cared for her in that way, and she is in love with the way she is lovedso wholly and completely and with such overwhelming passion.
There is a small part of her that is convinced that this cannot be real, that maybe this cannot last. But she tries to push that part of her away. How can she think that when there is a ring and a promise
UntitledI liked that you always asked before you kissed me.Untitled2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I liked that you tilted my face up to yours with two fingers.
It felt gentle and sweet.
It felt like you cared.
I liked that you smelled of cigarette smoke and mint and copper.
I liked the scars on your knee and the little red marks that bloomed on your neck when I bit
I liked your strong chin and the gap between your front two teeth and your dark, dark eyes
and the cowlick that refused to be tamed.
I liked the sound of you smoking, if that makes any sense. The soft catch of air as you put
the cigarette to your lipsI've tried to put that sound into words a thousand times. I
don't know why, but it always reminded me of cotton and of being underwater. It's soft.
Muted. You'd only hear it if you knew to listen.
I hope you find somebody who knows to listen.
It'll mean she loves you.