Roy BattyRoy Batty knows he will never get angel wingsRoy Batty6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even though he is more honorable than most kings
And it's not because he has done questionable things
It is because he is more human than human
Yet he was not birthed from a woman
He was created by the Tyrell Corporation
To be used in their plans for colonization
Branded with the name Nexus Six
Roy slaved on a off world enduring insufferable licks
Until he decided to ultimately break his masters like sticks
He went on to finally meet his father Eldon
He saw fires off the shoulder of Orion
And watched C beams glitter near the Tannhauser Gate
It pains him knowing he can't escape his fate
Of not living past his four year expiration date
But fortunately, it was not too late
For a renegade replicant named Roy
To experience one last moment of pure joy
Following his finest act of humanity
He realized a profound discovery
That it is not the quantity
But it is truly the quality
Which makes life a thing of true
Cantarella MikuxKaitoI was caught staring at him, although he was also caught staring back at me. It's as if we're locked inside our own closed-off world, acting oblivious, but we both pretend our intoxication will be sensed.Cantarella MikuxKaito2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As time passes by I felt that my heart must be kept hidden. When I first met the son of the Duke of Shion, Kaito Shion, I held a strong hatred towards him. I hated his happy-go-lucky persona, the fact that he's always smiling and his flirtatious attitude towards the girls, and even men! Every time I saw him, my stomach would churn and I would command to my lady-in-waiting that I am to be escorted promptly to my room. How could he act like that even through what happened to him that day? And he never seemed to notice me.
Although not long after, I saw more to what meets the eye. It was a brisk day, with the gray skies hiding the glow of the sun. The kind of day I spent inside. But on this very day my father, the king, requested my presence. Even though I was told not to go throu
FaCe ThE StRaNgE CHAPTER ONEDally was riding the Hogwarts Express to Hogwarts with her best friend Edwart Cullen. She had just found out she was a witch and a vampire with Edward and now they were going to school to train to be better.FaCe ThE StRaNgE CHAPTER ONE6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Edward do you miss Bella? I asked
Grr I dont want to talk about Bella Edward said
Oh are you guys fighting? I asked.
She is just being a cunt!! he yelled She thinks I like you um I mean
Why would she say that? Dally asked.
Um well uh
KNOCK KNOCK!!! Suddenly there was a sound at the door of the trolly
I am going around with candy would you like to buy someone? came the voice from the door.
YES COME IN yelled Edward, he wanted a distraction.
The door slid open and in came a boy with big spiky black hair and black clothes and he had his arm wrapped up.
My name is Hiei he said, I am selling these candies to pay for my trip to Hogwarts
being a slut is being aloneI was the kid that always wanted to be a step behind. I always wanted to be a question short, a second too late, a minute gone, wasted, time filled with nothing. That was me, always me.being a slut is being alone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was the girl that lost her virginity in a blur of a red shirt and blue shorts. I didn't know it then, but sex brings power. And, I walked the halls of my spoiled highschool with a swagger I had never possessed before. A confidence I never knew. The consiquences were harsh, the words cutting. But I was never any good at cleaning up messes, so I let the rumors fly, I let the hurt go.
I couldn't keep going the way I was, because after a day or two everything faded. I didn't feel so good, I didn't feel so attractive or alluring. I just kept letting people in. And after a boy or two or twelve, I stopped feeling pretty.
I knew I wasn't beautiful.
It didn't magically dawn on me, like in the books. There was no light bulb, like in the cartoons.
I just knew, I knew when I walked down the halls I was disgusting
An athiest Praying to GodDear God,An athiest Praying to God5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you really are out there
If you do exist
(Which you don't)
(Because you can't)
So dear God that isn't really out there
Help my brother
And smoking things he shouldn't
And help my father
And doing things that a married man shouldn't
And help my mother
And drinking things that she shouldn't
It's not like I believe
That you're actually listening to me
(Because that would be
But right now
I need to believe
That someone out there
(Not like you do)
(Because you aren't really out there)
But if you were
If you are
Fix my family.
Even if you did exist
(Which you don't)
(Because you can't)
It's not like you'd have the power
To fix my life
No one has that power
(Especially not a god
That isn't really there)
It might seem funny to you
(If you actually existed
and could actually hear me)
(Which you can't)
That I'm talking to a guy
Who doesn't really exist
Who supposedly lives up in the
stupid little girlDo you see that stupid little girl?stupid little girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you see what she is writing?
What she is drawing on the edges of the page?
She never stays in one place
She never can find her footing
Always slipping up and tripping
She picks up her pen
She writes again
She knows the consequences
Of speaking her mind.
She never tires of writing
There are moments she'll think she is making a difference
Doing something right
By picking up her pen
And writing again
Do you see what she is writing?
Are you reading the feelings she pours out?
Of course not.
She's just a stupid girl
Who never tires of picking up her pen.
Thoughts of an InsomniacI wander the hallways at nightThoughts of an Insomniac3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing really much in mind.
Seeing the stars,
Feeling a breeze,
Watching birds fly above
As down below
People make love.
I ponder life's essential questions
The Big Ones:
Why are we here?
What's the meaning of life
(Other than forty-two,
According to Douglas Adams)
Then I consider this:
As philosophers ponder life's questions
And come up with quotations,
Teachings others may learn from
As they do this
Are they really living?
For foremost in my mind
Is this thought:
You find out the meaning of life
By living it.
Not by overthinking it,
Yet, even as I type that,
I discover this revelation:
Is not overthinking
How these philosophers are living?
Thought it still seems obvious to me that the answers
To those Big Questions that sometimes haunt
The human mind or psyche or soul if one wishes
Can only be found by that person.
Nobody else can come up with that answer
Because every person is unique.
We are not all born for th
RelapseShe senselessly pulls the stringsRelapse5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a broken marionette.
Lullaby, oh lullaby, just take me
anywhere but here, I beg of you.
He slams the door to shed his tears.
No one really knows his name for sure.
Lullaby, oh lullaby, sing me something,
anything sad and alone.
You trim the vines to hide the fact
that you were merely
the thorn among the roses.
Lullaby, oh lullaby, wilt and wither;
return to the soil from whence you came.
I write the words to leave a memory
of the truth as it lays unmarred.
As ink spills onto the white of the paper,
pure melodies become tarnished.
Lullaby, oh lullaby, please forgive me.
I never really even tried.
Prozac NationWith one blessed pill, we can cure your depressionProzac Nation10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If "I feel less motivated" is your sole confession
So what if it kills your self-expression?
To falsely heal is a phychiatrist's profession
The antidote for sadness is medication
For escape from pain and self-mutilation
To release you from the freedom of no mental limitations
We are under the rule of a Prozac Nation
"Denial is bliss", thats what they say
The doctor's mantra, a prescription's right-of-way
"A chemical imbalance" is what makes you stay
A trance where everything seen is in shades of grey
"The melancholy I finally overcame"
It is only half truth, but that's what you claim
But when your artificial heaven was finally maimed
Our Prozac Nation was all that's left to blame
A love song for VulpesA love song for Vulpes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'What the hell have I done?' Is all I could think of as I ran towards Fortification Hill. Diplomatic resolution was two words that Mr. House, the NCR and Legion all had mysteriously absent from their vocabularies, and I became caught up in all of this due to my profession, a courier.
NCR and Legion remains ran red as the fort was engulfed in flame. How could I let this happen? I was given respect upon arrival, but somehow I thought that there would be a peaceful end to all of this. That dam was the problem as it was now damming up the spilled crimson of two factions. I could not help but run, in hopes that I could find Vulpes still alive.
Groans of the dying lay about me, and I could not help but to want to help them. NCR would gladly take the chems I have on me, but it was another story for the Legion. Damn. If Vulpes was in trouble, he would gladly die rather than to use a stimpack to save his own life.
"Aime!" A weak, yet loud voice called to me.
Decaying MattersThe arm made a squishy noise when it hit the groundDecaying Matters4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like dropping a boot in mud
And it had lain forlorn until
Noticing the curious lack of weight there,
Its owner had looked down
Picking it up
The student sighed
"That's the second time this week."
Carefully, the blood was cleaned up
Not that there was much
It had ceased to flow many ages ago
Then, raising their good hand,
The student asked to be excused
With a sigh
The teacher asked what was so pressing
That lecture needed to be interrupted?
"Well, sir, an appendage of mine has fallen off."
Rolling his eyes and
In a tone that said
If you must interrupt for such a trivial thing
The teacher dismissed the student
And turned back to the class
Dutifully copying down notes from the board
Walking to the nurse
Arm in hand
The student passed few others
Most who were out
Were safely hidden,
Sucking at each others' faces like leeches on skin
Knocking at the nurse's door
The student entered cautiously
"Can you come back? I'm busy."
Said the nurse
BisexualI once knew a girl who was pretty in pinkBisexual8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she decided purple was more her color i think
She tried to hide her true self
by acting on the straight
And ignoring the rest
But the boys
They mistreated her
And ran her around
So she finally decided
That this life wasn't worth it
so she tried to die
But an angel stopped her
And in a whisper
Told her it was ok to be bi
And now she's happier
And excited to
She coming out
How about you?
Break The GlassClockwork hands play by the rulesBreak The Glass4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are programmed not to stray
Rebellious circuits need a spark
Shadow actions show dismay
The treasured glass must be maintained
Counterparts are bound to clash
A nightmare train rides rails of dread
Your fragile windows it will smash
Worlds slow as shards rain down
Freedom gusts bring winds of change
Your walls so clear couldn't show a thing
Looking back it seems quite strange
Each danger line pulls you two ways
Mental safeguards blunt the shock
Who would have thought it might not hurt
Surprised hearts tick like a clock
When the hammer falls the cracks will spread
Surging ripples spread like wildfire
Preset perspectives act like chains
With them freedom you can't acquire
GreyThe rain outside-Grey3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It reminds me of you.
And that empty chair-
It reminds me of you.
The sleepless nights-
They remind me of you.
And this trembling heart-
Reminds me too.
Stupid GayI was fourteen when i realized it. You'd think this could happen to anyone, but it seamed like everything was happening to me, why? I guess you could say I was a regular guy. Average grades, big appetite... until now that is.. My name is Ryan.Stupid Gay6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I never took an interest in girls, really. I mostly just ignored them. I didn't like them, they didn't like me. I just moved, so I had to deal with the hell of changing schools. I was the new guy. I remember science class though.
That was when I met Jake. Mr. White has us working in partners again and me and him were paired up. Yes, I was gay. I don't know what it was, but something about his amber eyes or his perfect smile just hit me. I loved him. I could stare at him all day. We eventually became friends. Great friends. Actually, we were kinda closer then friends.
Every Saturday night, we would spend nights over my house with a big bowl of popcorn and watch movies. It was always fun wrestling with him. We bough
Twilight: Worse than MTVThere's a lot of hype surrounding the series Twilight. I used to be one of its biggest fans. However, I've read better books since and reread Twilight from an analytical point of view. Boy was I surprised. The book wasn't as good as I used to think! Shocking, I know. Here I will post the reasons why I dislike the series now:Twilight: Worse than MTV6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I'll start with Meyer's writing. From the very first page the writing is choppy and clichéd. She uses phrases like 'her cheeks were red as tomatoes' and 'my blood was boiling'. She's also repetitive, repeatedly using words such as stone, shining, cold, etc. Not only that, but her writing is full of purple prose; I could skip over paragraphs full of unnecessary description. Hell is paved with adverbs, my friend, and Meyer has surely created about a mile of purple prose leading to the inferno. In one sentence she uses ten adjectives! Her fans may say this is descriptive, but it distracts the reader from the plot and characters. For example, saying 'I sat at the
TWD Fanfic: Lee's Second Chance - Ch 3 Part 1TWD Fanfic: Lee's Second Chance - Ch 3 Part 12 years ago in Horror More Like This
Chapter 3 – A new player
I looked over to Clementine in the back of Kenny's pickup. She was sitting there silently, looking out the window as we drove into Macon. We left Hershel's farm soon after Clem told me that she remembered everything. It still kind of shocked me that she remembered, but I was happy that she did. I knew that Clem had become stronger during all that time we spent together, maybe not physically but mentally. Clem noticed me looking at her and smiled at me.
Kenny raised an eyebrow at me and Clem, "You two seem to be awfully close considering you have no relation to one another."
I looked at Kenny, surprised by his question. When we first drove to Macon we were all sitting in silence, probably to mourn Shawn's death… Or to deal with the guilt of not being able to save him. But things were different now. Shawn was alive and well back at Hershel's. He and his dad saw us off happily. It felt weird, though. I'd seen him die a grue
I'm UglyI know that I’m notI'm Ugly2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that you know
That I know that I’m not
But I feel like it
Oh God, I feel like it
I know I’ve got clear eyes
And lovely hair
But when I look in mirrors
The imperfections scream
‘Till the tiny cracks
Become huge gaping holes
That I’m terrified you’ll see
I need to hear it
Tell me that I’m beautiful
My Dorian GrayYou are my Dorian Gray,My Dorian Gray5 years ago in Letters More Like This
Though you may never know it. You are immortalized within me forever. And in my mind that image of you frozen as you were in our last moments together. I cannot imagine you in any other way. That image of you in those careless, reckless days of youth will never die.
I see visions of you everywhere, but I know these are only creations painted by my mind. Reflections projected onto others, because these are glimpses of the you I knew, the you of adolescents, the you that I know in flesh can never be again, but the only you I will ever know.
You have captured a part of my soul and you consume me with the burning intensity of an artists creation. I infuse bits of myself when pen or brush I seek to expel you on page or canvas. It seems my own soul grows cold to keep yours burning inferno.
There is no good-bye
Bastion: Clouds Are Making Way For MePreambleBastion: Clouds Are Making Way For Me3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This contains massive endgame spoilers for Bastion. If you haven't seen the ending, this will spoil it.
Warnings: References to suicide and suicidal thought, implied violence
Kid's got a heap of explainin' to do. Why set his weapon down for a traitor? Why put his life on the line for someone who already tried to take it? Why put the shard in danger to help the one who took it in the first place? Why risk the Bastion for someone who tried to break it?
They're not my questions. No ma'am. They're Zulf's.
Took him a while to ask them but then, by rights those wounds should've killed him. Should've killed the kid, too. Nearly lost both of 'em more than once. Guess Zulf's gods just like a punching bag. And the kid... he had too much livin' left to do.
Kid already listened to you instead of me. Set the Bastion flying who knows how fast in who knows what direction. I came around to the idea... slowly. The Bastion was never meant for this; surprised me more tha
BVB ArmyYou say Justin Beiber.BVB Army2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say Black Veil Brides.
You say Lmfao, I say Evanescence.
You say Carly Rae Jepson, I say Joan Jett.
You say Im crazy.
I say F*ck you.
You tell me to burn in hell.
I'll see you there....
LONG.LIVE.ROCK. FORVER BVB ARMY <3
(I DON'T OWN THIS AND NEVER INTEND TO AND IF YOU THINK I'M A PIECE OF S**T I DON'T CARE YOU TAKE THINGS TOO PERSONALLY)