Untold Past" You have to tell me what's going on, Meava. I have these visions- and you know something! I know you do! Why do I feel like I know you? Why do I feel like I've always known you ?" The urgency in Alec's voice rang throughout the large room, it's walls covered in antique paintings. His grey, rather blue gaze looked at her in a pained manner almost, as if it hurt to be this far away from her, but confused as to why.Untold Past2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The fiery red head looked at him with the same pained expression, and she murmured in a voice so soft, and yet so mysterious, " Reincarnation." There was a brief pause that followed this statement, until Alec brought himself to say,
" What do you mean?"
She brought her azure eyes up to meet his grey ones, murmuring in a voice too quiet, as if she said it too loud, it might break all the peace and security she had, " You're a reincarnate.. Of someone I used to know.."
" Callen? Callen Westwind?"
Her gaze which she had lowered shot up, " How do yo
RunningI am running. Putting one foot in front of the other and not thinking about the way my body aches for air.Running2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Running is good. If I am out of breath my words (accusations, questions that I cannot ask, predictions of what is yet to come) will not spill from my mouth like milk from a glass tipped over. If I am too busy breathing then my throat (so raw with those unsaid words) will shove those words out of the way to make room for the insubstantial air.
If I am running then I will not have to think about things that should not be known to me. I will not have to think about the thoughts that will all come crashing back when I stop. I will not have to clench my jaw and turn my head away whenever someone comes near.
It's nice, running. With running there is no judges, except about who is the fastest. No one there to give you those looks that you know exactly what they mean even if you try to pretend you don't. No disappointment, no thoughts of 'That's not normal.'. Just you, t
My Journey to Astral RevelationI'll leave earth todayMy Journey to Astral Revelation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No turning back
All my troubles left behind
All that i held dear to me behind
To achieve peace
Journey into infinite obscurity
Join the stars
Become one of them
No longer a body
Basking in the ultimate enlightenment
Gazing down at the life i once lived
I am now in eternal bliss
Finally reached true ecstasy
I reached my journey to astral revelation
No more internal oppression
I found my salvation
I am finally at peace
I love youHe stared at the wallI love you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The words haunted him for life
And he couldn't stop thinking if she would come
He left everything behind already
He wasn't going to leave her
As the paint started to crawl down like ink
The liquid coming from his eyes did the same
He wiped them away quickly
For he felt like he didn't deserve anything, not even a tear
He stared at the sky
The one who watched over them everyday
"Was I that bad?"
The sky did nothing but release snow
"I take that as a yes..."
He covered his face with his hands
Everything around him seemed to go against him
Even the words on the wall seemed to be loathing him
He could hear them cursing him
He threw the bucket of paint at the wall
And fell on his knees
He was determined that she was would never come
Until warms hands wrapped around him
The owner stared at the wall
She smiled and whispered, "I know."
ChangesIt's interesting how as you get older,Changes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Summer becomes less and less of a break.
Things change, for better and for worse,
Leaving one to only wonder how things could have been.
The old and the new,
the good and the bad,
Sometimes you just feel like a hollow shell,
Life whistling on through you as time goes by.
But somehow life goes on,
And as hard as it is to find the light at times,
It's there, and you will see it,
If you only keep trying with all that you have.
LostWhy do ILost2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel sick inside?
I am strong but weak,
Restless but exhausted.
Broken but whole,
Am I a whole or merely a hole?
I'm everything and nothing,
A successful failure.
All that I am is not enough.
I can't walk but I can run
In the opposite direction.
My insides crawl as I think about it.
I look into old photographs of myself.
The twinkle in my eyes that no longer exists
The smile that won't come anymore.
The simple look of wonder and amazement.
I want to curl up and lay down.
What does one do,
When they love what they do,
But hate who they're turning into?
BrokenAs much as I want to go on and to care,Broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm only going through the motion,
Stuck on my old notion.
As much as I would like to go on as I had,
Deep down I know it's just a lie,
As much as I may try.
Something's broken inside me,
Snapped, it's gone,
Lost, as I now seek to move on.
But when have I been one to give up on a lost cause?
The Death of WinterNever have I longedThe Death of Winter1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
have I mourned the
For so long has
dreary weather outside
what was inside.
have been planted
in my very bones
and wish to
Through the Eyes of HerobrineThrough the Eyes of Herobrine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Through the eyes of Herobrine
I walk, across the land. Covering distances normal people would take days to accomplish, achieving things that would take months to accomplish. My brother, Notch was the one that created continually improves the universe. I watch over his creations. He made me omnipotent but as a result, I lost my sight. However, I can sense everything. I can never lose sight of anything. All creatures ignore me, all people fear me. Even the mighty ender dragon, is not my match. My first purpose was to watch over all players and eliminate all threats to this universe. That was my job until some time ago. My brother and I lost our great treasures to all worlds recently. It was divided among the worlds. I was sent on a mission to recover the treasure but we are currently unable to extract the treasure. My true self is working on the problem but the others have to defend the treasure to make sure no one steals the treasure. If anyone tries, they suffer a horrible death. Usual
As the Tall Ash CriesAs the tall Ash criesAs the Tall Ash Cries2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
From beneath its frozen crown,
So too do I weep
From beneath the crushing weight
Of your unspoken reply.
Me-Wo-WatashiMe-我-私Me-Wo-Watashi2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Knocking on the door of
Eternity in order find the moth,
Nostalgic moth of the past
Characterized by the man of vast,
Hating nothing but the person
Enduring the life's crimson,
Never acknowledging the lesson
陳年老酒灑鄉愁 (spraying homesickness with old wine)
建築古城披長藤 (building old fortress covering with ivy)
源由悔恨自無伙 (originating from self hate for having no comrades)
陳ねた老酒で郷愁を駆け(chasing homesickness with old wine)
建てた古城で醜くを被り(building old fortress cover up the disfigured)
源に友無の我を責めた(originating from self blaming for having no friends)
DeceiverYou were my biggest fan,Deceiver2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I stabbed you in the back.
I didn't try to,
But accidentally mislead you.
You opened up to me, said I inspired you.
You told me I was courageous, your hero.
You were troubled and emotionally fragile,
And in the moment I wasn't careful.
My intentions were better, but the result equaled that of the jerks I despise for the way they mistreat.
Hypocritically making you a foundation, then yanking it out from under your feet.
I gave you hope, but proceeded to trip clumsily
Over it and shatter it just as quickly.
I saw the problem and tried to prevent it while it was still approaching,
But I misjudged and was too late as it was already encroaching.
Now you're blaming yourself when it's wrong to do so,
Please don't leave now, I never wanted you to go,
I can no longer look myself in the eye,
Everything I said now seems like a lie.
I wanted to help you and be your friend,
But I only hurt you and dragged you down in the end.
ClichesIgnorance Was Bliss,Cliches2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until Curiosity Killed the Cat.
Turns out Reality Hits like a Steamroller.
RememberI hope and I prayRemember2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That things can work out between us,
That you don't have to leave us,
That there will always be an "us".
I won't ever stop trying
To go anywhere for you,
To do anything for you,
To give up everything for you.
I trust you with my life,
I Have complete faith in you,
That my words will be listened to,
So here's one more bit for you.
Remember that the only thing I want more
Than for us to be together,
Is for you to be happy, regardless
Of whether or not we're together.
High Heels for Death's ParadeWe walked in on her putting on sparkly, strappy stilettosHigh Heels for Death's Parade2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on those marble feet, and one of those leather miniskirts,
two fake eyelashes studded with glitter, a mouthful of overflowing
claret lipstick, and a necklace made of an old noose.
We asked her 'what are you doing, you silly girl?'
'I'm off to meet death while i'm still pretty.'
We found him scribbling out his old mottos of 'carpe diem'
and 'que sera sera' to replace them with 'death is a promise'
in scrawled red marker. We caught him laughing at old movies
with gun fights and when Jack went beneath the waves in 'Titanic'.
Eventually, we asked 'so, why do you want to die so much?' He said:
'It'd be fun.'
'I have no reason to stay.'
We found gravestones and left posies on the yellow grass strips.
We apologized to statues of angels for the moss spreading over
their stone wings, we sent condolence cards to dreams
that had no chance to become real due to wrecked metal or gunpowder
'I'm sorry they un
Christmas to meIt's that time ofChristmas to me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Were we look
In search of
And run away
Unless you like that
Sort of thing?
To sit on
Hustle and bustle
That perfect gift
Buy a tree
And set up a
Help out those
As lights reflect the
Brilliant colors of
The Northern Lights
Memories of Christmases
Spring up over
Coco or hot cider
Some pleasant others negative
But that's enough of
Bows accidently stuck
Last minute dealings
Before the big day
The aroma of cookies mixed
With the smell of
Turkey or ham
Fill the air
Relatives young and old
Gather before a
Table and give thanks
For the year
Then shouts of
Echoes in the room
Laughter and merriment
The little ones
Pick out their one gift
Before being tucked
Once tucked in
The parents add a few more
Things under the tree
Bajka o milosciDawno, dawno temu, za górami, za lasami, w krainie magii i czarów, żyła sobie młoda para zakochanych. Żyli szczęśliwie, darząc się prawdziwą miłością. Jednak na dziesięć dni przed ich ślubem dziewczyna zachorowała. Była śmiertelnie chora. Przed jej domem zebrała się cała grupa Shinigami, gdyż każdy chciał zabrać duszę tak dobrej osoby.Bajka o milosci2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chłopak był zdesperowany. Za wszelką cenę chciał uratować ukochaną. Jednak nikt nie był w stanie mu pomóc. W końcu udał się do złej czarownicy, która znała się na czarnej magii i miała moc odpędzania śmierci.
Wiedźma nie chciała mu pomóc. Nienawidziła prawdziwej miłości, gdyż sama nigdy jej nie zaznała, i nie chciała, by ktoś inny był szczęśliwy. W końcu,
SometimesSome days I really wouldn't mindSometimes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I were to roll over and die.
But I'll continue standing strong
Even as I know one day I'll fall.
BackBack and ready to write more stories I say withBack2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
upmost joy ^~^ Idk how to use journal on
iPhone though & I must inform story
process will be slow.
GoodbyeI will never forget you,Goodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though I may meet someone new,
You'll be a friend, but my heart,
Will never belong to you.
Letting go is hard,
But when all the sadness clears,
There will not be a reason,
To shed another tear.
My love you took for granted,
But I gave it anyway,
And still you overlook me,
Even to this day.
Of all the times you hurt me,
And all the times I've cried,
I think of why I worked so hard,
And why I even tried.
You said you'd love me forever,
But forever has come and gone,
And still I sit and wonder,
Where it all went wrong.
But now I see what's really there,
And there's nothing I could have done,
You can't help who you love,
And I just wasn't the one.
We occasionally had some good times,
And we had some really bad,
But the strength to keep on going,
I simply didn't have.
I'm sorry our time has ended,
And we couldn't make things work,
Wait, I'm not sorry that,
You acted like a jerk.
I know I wasn't perfect,
But I gave you all I had,
And if we were so deep in love,
intertwinedintertwined4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the taste of you lingers
on my tongue
in my heart
your breath still tingles
like electricity across my skin
you have crept all the way in
and i love the feel of you here
kissing me from inside
singing in my veins
making me throughly insane
crazy in a fantastic way
where everything is possible
but now even the thought of losing you
drives me mad with pain
i wilt at the nightmare
of my body without you in it
without you within
now you know
we are too intertwined
if i lose you i die
are you prepared for this
you are wrapped up
tied to all my vital insides
and it is far too late
for me to be without you now
I felt like rhyming, so I made a poem about it.for your daily dose of modern proseI felt like rhyming, so I made a poem about it.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it seems I starve you yet,
I cant seem to escape this scheme
in which my words are set.
My brain it commands as it forces my hands
with its strange structured magic,
that makes me rhyme in syllabic time
Its quite poetically tragic.
Rape the RainbowOnce upon a time, I felt as if the normality of this place was choking me.Rape the Rainbow7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As though it was slowly suffocating me, reaching deep within my lungs and sucking out any passion or desire.
I felt abnormally average.
Now, all I want is to rip the clock off the wall and force its hands backwards while screaming bloody murder.
I'm sick of all of this that's pent up inside of me.
I wish I could feel as mundane as I used to.
But I can't ever go back to that fading shade of grey I once was.
Now I'm vibrant, flashing red and white and wasting away into somethingness.
Now, I feel fluorescently unique.
I'm pretty sure that the technical term is "color asphyxiation".
I remember, one dreary, colorless day, as I sat there staring at my pasty complexion in a mirror that didn't reflect, you came sauntering along.
You weren't anything special.
You were just another pre-fabricated and pre-programmed clone spewn out by that fascist mother of yours.
You grabbed me and you took me away from everything I knew.