TimelessSometimes I like to sit by my window,Timeless4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and watch the rain drops fall down.
I watch as they splatter on the cill,
and crash in the garden without a sound.
I pretend the sailboat I keep there,
is caught in a storm that will always rage.
I document this tragedy in my book,
And then I realize, I'm on the last page.
High CrimesLast week I bit my cheekHigh Crimes4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It hurt for days
I spit, blood and spit and flesh
I try to impress, everyone;
Even people I hate.
I just want to be loved;
I have nothing to offer in return.
I pick at my fingers until they bleed.
I pick at the scabs deliriously;
I keep thinking pain will wake me up.
I drive too fast,
Or I drive too slow;
When I am alone I roll down the windows;
I want to freeze, I want to be cold.
I make so many mistakes,
That my mistakes start to make me.
I lie to everyone I see,
I couldn't care less whether they believe.
I'll never let any of them in anyways.
I'm not so coordinated but I am very strong,
I lift weights because, overall, I feel vulnerable.
I have an unfinished tattoo;
Unfinished dreams, maybe they are in fact finished;
Because they will never be complete.
I don't listen well; at my best I'm waiting to speak.
Maybe I didn't hear what was said, then accused of not caring;
That's probably true also.
I say things to hurt people,
People who often hurt me.
Running BloodBlood runs through my fingers,Running Blood4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As my knuckles turn white with pain.
A picture in my hands,
The shattered glass of the frame in my skin,
The face of the one I love staring up at me.
I don't try to stop to stop the bleeding,
I encourage it,
Take a shard of glass,
Run it down my arms,
Across my face.
Letting the blood run freely down my body,
From the cut flaps of skin which hang from my body,
I open my mouth and let the red liquid flood in,
Choking on the iron taste and loving it.
Loving it like I loved her,
Loving it like I know she will know,
She will know that I did this because of her.
Loving it because she won't be able to cry at my funeral,
Knowing it was her fault.
I scream through the blood that fills my lungs,
Not with pain or regret,
With love, and the pain that it's given me.
I take the shard in my hand again,
Hold it to my chest and let the blood flow from it,
Like ink from a pen.
I draw, first the two peaks,
Then the valley.
Running thick with my blood,
staystay stay with mestay5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you hold me together
leave and i'll collapse
remain between my pieces
pray pray for me
i need no forgiveness
just some understanding
and no help at all
sway play me
show me what you've got
have the upper hand
if you can
waste waste me
copy paste me
give me time
to leave and come back
lie lie to me
stuff my ears with cotton
fill my mind with candy
and stay until tomorrow
Do you realize?Do you realize that men have the same the same feelings about their body's as women do?Do you realize?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you realize every time I see the mirror I want to shatter it off the wall?
Do you realize that words people telling me "I'm not" mean nothing when all I hear in my head is "No one likes you. Your ugly"?
Do you realize that every time I walk in the sun I make sure I have a shirt on?
Do you realize that I have cried myself to sleep many times?
Do you realize that sometimes I wish I didn't have friends?
Do you realize that I don't want your sympathy?
Do you realize I'm not alone?
Never Let Me FallBeaten, accosted, slapped,Never Let Me Fall4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Cursed; I bleed.
I'll never be good enough.
I suck, I'm sick, I'm dumb.
I hate you, I love you.
Please don't stay, please don't go.
Who am I? Who are you?
Are you there?
I hate you, I love you.
What am I?
Go away, don't leave me alone.
I suck, I'm sick, I shine, I bleed.
I'm a festering wound, a blight
On the world.
I want to go, I want to stay.
Hate, love; which is which?
Metal, sharp, shiny.
Let it bleed, let it flow.
I suck, I'm sick;
I hate him, I love him.
Make it stop!
Don't let me go.
Which is thicker?
Let's find out.
I hate you, I love you.
Why do you hate me?
Why did you make me?
Won't you love me?
I hate me, you love me.
Who are you, who am I?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with you?
Hate, love, it's all the same.
Love, hate, there's a difference.
Don't leave me.
I'm worthless, your worth less.
Money is nothing, money is everything.
I need, I don't want; why am I still alive?
Don't bother me, don't aba
A.E. Tribute-2: Apex of PowerA.E. Tribute-2: Apex of Power4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The full midnight moon is but a candle compared to the illumination of my power. The thick fog of dust dissipates, showing chunks of destroyed trees that litter the ground around me and a massive crater beneath my feet. I look down and see the battered and broken body of my greatest rival, Gouken my brother, I have won. "Akuma you monster, what have you done?", Gouken's cub shouts in anger as he runs toward his death at my hands. "Come little pup and learn the meaning of power!"
For years, I've stood in the shadows and watched as Gouken trained the young one to forsake the hidden power inside him and for years I've waited for the perfect time to strike, tonight Ryu will embrace the Satsui no Hadou or die. I reach down and grab Gouken by his lifeless neck, Ryu stops his advance and anger fills his face as I toss the body behind me and it lands on a bare leafless branch of one of the few remaining tre
NothingI feel like doing nothingNothing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like giving up
I don't want to do a single thing
I feel like I'm failing
I don't know what I should do
Should I persevere?
Should I fight?
Or should I lie down
And just watch
As the world passes me by
A Twist in the WaysA Twist in the Ways3 years ago in Settings More Like This
A hero to many in a different place, Tirion Fordring was the person who brought down the Lich King, Lord of the Undead. His faith in the Light was so powerful a sword that was corrupted by the Lich King was seemingly purified by Tirion's touch. Having sworn to protect those who inhabit the shadows and darkness he knew he would again be called to action.
There are many ways to enter different worlds and times to those who can access them. A Cultist while attempting to summon an Elder God, accidentally brought Tirion from his home into Arkham. Now stranded and feeling the taint of beings far more powerful and evil than the Lich King and their grotesque minions and pawns, will join others who wish to stop their corruption and with his trusty blade, Ashbringer, will make sure this world will not be consumed by the shadows.
Matthew NorthI have nothing anymore.Matthew North4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am The Homeless Man; I own nothing but
these memories on my back
& some of their stuff to sell to buy some of my stuff
which is really our stuff
which is really God's stuff
which is really Satan's stuff.
We found that sweet abyss together
& that was
Me: 15, & you: 13
& we had already found all there was to find;
already shot to the top of that hill
this hill, all hills;
of the ancient & the old & the young & the brave
& the doomed.
So we spend the rest of our lives
I'm still doing my same old thing;
taking that same old route to heaven
that doesn't go to heaven anymore
trying over & over & over again
to find what we once found
(& what did we find? A crime?
It's a crime to reach that pale horizon?
It's a crime to dip down into that void?
It's a crime to Stretch Ourselves?
... sensible, I suppose.)
So I was using the pay phone to make a couple business calls
& I ran into John T.
or more like
John ran into me, & trouble;
Until the End of Time Part TwoUntil the End of Time4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Warriors of steel, we will stand until the end of time,
To drive the foe from the Fatherland, forever we will hold the line.
Our hearts will not fear, prepared to give my life if I must,
We shall not waver, even if the weight of time turns us into dust.
Ages may pass but our determination will never be weakened.
Though the enemy rush in like a flood or bring the mountains down, we shall never be beaten.
For our nation we will sacrifice our lives.
Forever we shall stand, until the end of time.
New world ch 2New world ch 23 years ago in Settings More Like This
The sun is setting up on this new city, slowly rising in the horizon. Reflecting on the river at the bottom of it, little reflection sparkling like little stars while the place is coming to life. Around the middle of the city, a two stories house surrounded by a little garden stand quietly still in the middle of their neighbor. Although it seems someone in that house don't really seem to agree.
"Damn, you would think that after a full night in a real bed for once in so long I would wake up with less stiffness." I try to move and I got a hell of a time just to turn around or even lift an arm. "Why in hell am I stuck like that? Someone tied me up or what? I feel like my body weights
a thousand tons." I turn my head around and see that giant arm around my waist and a leg on top of mine. I grumble as I remember where I am and what happened last night. "I knew it; I should have slept on the roof or even
I Built a HouseI built a house so nice and strongI Built a House1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that towered high and kept me safe
until a boy soon came along
and figured he could do no wrong
Behind my door I heard him knock
But I refused to let him in.
My apprehension he did mock
so, slowly I unhinged one lock
He gave a sigh of swift relief.
But entry I still wouldn't grant
His voice reflected disbelief,
"Do you think I'm some common thief?"
With blushing cheeks I felt inane .
I insulted this gentle man.
So courage I began to feign
And opened the door's window pane.
I peaked and saw with my one eye
and crooked smile inviting me.
He wanted in, but wouldn't pry
So entry I could not deny.
But like a snake his hands did peel
the walls so full of memories.
Then with his charm I let him steal
the very thing that let me feel.
With mirth he held it in his palm
the throbbing pulse, the vessel pure.
Yet, my expression remained calm
to not reveal my inner qualm.
On my hopelessness he did feed.
Then drained my soul, and left me weak.
With all my might, I c
SNK- Kiedy... (Eren x Levi) Kiedy sobie przypominam...SNK- Kiedy... (Eren x Levi)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
- Eren, co to jest?
- Wygląda jak nadepnięty szczur...
- Posprzątaj go natychmiast.
Zgarnąłem szczura na szufelkę i wyrzuciłem na dwór, w krzaki. Zaraz potem spotkałem Hanji. Kiedy opowiedziałem jej o szczurze, uśmiechnęła się przepraszająco. Stwierdziła, że biegła i niechcący go nadepnęła - oczywiście nie zdążyła go uprzątnąć, bo jej się spieszyło. Warknąłem, ale ona jedynie rozczochrała mi włosy.
- Spokojnie! - rzuciła radośnie, odchodząc. - Widzimy się wieczorem!
Pamiętam, że wtedy nie było mi do śmiechu. Jednak teraz na samo wspomnienie kąciki moich ust lekko wznoszą się ku górze.
- Hanji! Nie mogę...
- Spokojnie, Eren. - Jej głos był opanowany i delikatny, ki
CutsCuts10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words I've come to know as name.
They jeer and they push and they taunt.
I give them no tears, no blood, no hurt.
I remain as sturdy as stone.
Underneath I am crumbling.
Do they know each word is a cut?
A mentally inflicted wound?
With every sharp letter,
I am left with another hurt to heal.
What does it matter?
Why should I care?
Their ignorance should not bother me.
But it does and it will, forever.
I am still a person.
Still worth the attention and voice of any other.
But they don't care.
I'm worthless, useless, beneath them.
DinoTrap:Masters of Fate IIMasters of Their FateDinoTrap:Masters of Fate II6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter Two: In the Know
Rattrap moved as if on automaton in the silence of his personal quarters. The worktable in front of him was covered with miscellaneous pieces of colored wire, empty casing units, circuitry boards and soldering tools. A half-assembled detonator lay like a dissected lab animal in front of him, but he barely even seemed aware of its presence. His hands moved in short, quick bursts - the result of decades of practice which had honed his skills into a sort of second nature - but the demolition experts optics were unfocused and distant as was his mind - an arguably dangerous risk he was taking considering the highly sensitive, explosive material he was working with.
But Rattraps processor was too busy trying to compute other things at the moment to worry about such trivial things like accidentally blowing himself up. And there were quite a few things currently on his mind
It had been two solar-cycles since the alien moon explod
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 4Heaven is Other Roko INA part 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I've written . . . most of a book," Shari said, his words slurring. He wasn't very drunk, but still more inebriated than he'd ever been before. "Based on my research into the Principle War. I wanted to do the same as this ancient book I read, that diagrammed the motion of the armies over the continent--oh, but I'm not terribly good at keeping my lines . . ."
Shari lifted his head, half-seeing the room around him for the first time. He pulled together the pieces--the towel racks, the wood benches, the warm humidity, the soapy odor, and several dozen other roko walking out of the dressing rooms wearing no clothing. When had they gone down to the baths?
"I'm, I'm sorry, how long have I been talking?" Shari said.
"About the time you finished your soup, you haven't shut up," Zure said.
Shari grinned at her stupidly.
The walls in the dressing room were lined floor to ceiling with cubby holes. Doorways led out in four directions: hot water (further down the hall from where they came i
Cuts -Poem-Cuts -Poem-9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Osobiste utrapienie MadaDei I"Osobiste utrapienie" MadaDei part IOsobiste utrapienie MadaDei I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
YAOI - NIE LUBISZ, NIE CZYTAJ!
Deidara szedł drogą. Za nim, jak zawsze ciągnął się głupkowaty Tobi, krzyczący raz po raz coś niezrozumiale. Humor mu wybitnie dopisywał, co, nie ukrywajmy, drażniło blondyna, jak czerwona płachta byka. Choć starał się trzymać nerwy na wodzy, to z coraz większym trudem znosił piski, wrzaski i ciągłe wieszanie mu się na szyi.
Co rusz zerkał krytycznym wzrokiem na dobrego chłopca, wyobrażając sobie najwymyślniejsze tortury na nim przeprowadzane.
- Deidara - senpai! Deidara - senpaiii! - Wzdrygnął się, kiedy po raz kolejny usłyszał wrzask "dobrego chłopca" tuż nad swoim uchem. Zamknął oczy i policzył do dziesięciu, zanim powoli odwrócił się w jego stronę. Omal nie zawył ze złości, kiedy zauważy
To Love a WerewolfTo Love a Werewolf9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nymphadora Tonks wonders, sometimes, if shes doing the right thing.
She doesnt doubt her love, or anything like that, even though maybe shes too young for him and she doesnt have the first idea how to keep house properly. She doesnt believe anything hes said about his being too old, either, or too poor, or any of the other excuses hes givenbecause thats what they are, just excuses, and Tonks knows they dont matter, not really.
Sometimes, though, Tonks is afraid.
Its always a little thing: the flicker of an eye, gone before shes sure shes seen it; a momentary odd gait in his walk; the twitch in one hand; the way he stares at the moon.
And she thinks: This is a werewolf.
She hides it better than others do, because she knows what its like to be different, and she knows what its like to lose people. She knows he has to live with himself day after day, that he knows what he is, that he knows ver
'Nie pamietam cie. Ale potrzebuje.'- FrostIron,IIIDoom najwyraźniej nie miał zamiaru wziąć sobie wolnego od niszczenia miasta. Do tego jeszcze udoskonalił swoje roboty. Walka z nimi była zazwyczaj ciężka. Tym razem jednak prawie nie do wygrania. Nawet hulk miał problemy z rozwaleniem chociażby jednego robota. A na jednego z Avengersów przypadało ich około dziesięciu.'Nie pamietam cie. Ale potrzebuje.'- FrostIron,III3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Co on z nimi zrobił? rozbrzmiał głos Clinta w słuchawkach reszty drużyny. Nie dość, że są pierońsko szybkie, to wykazują duże pokłady inteligencji. Każdy zachowuje się inaczej, chociaż wszystkie są identyczne!
- Przydałby się jakiś pomysł. Ktoś? Ktokolwiek? oprócz głosu Kapitana słychać było jeszcze odgłosy uderzeń metalu o metal.
- To chyba było do mnie, skoro mowa o robotach. westchnął tony i wzbił się wy