15. A Man in a Hat15. A Man in a Hat3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What's happening, basically?" I asked again as the boys followed behind me. Hatter was cheerful, jumping about and fussing over me. There was a light in his eyes that looked forced, trying to shine through something that was beginning to eclipse it. I began to believe his madness... Jack was there too, looking thoroughly bored and he kept tapping his foot.
Hatter smiled, "Basically, we're going to go on a lovely little jaunt through the Chessboard Kingdom and hope we're not murdered in our sleep, or while we're awake, or at least not robbed and mugged."
"So it's going to be lovely fun?"
Mary Ann, the maid from before, came up to me with Tillie. "Miss Alice, the Queen informed me that you're to be taken upstairs to have a wash and change your clothes before you leave."
I looked down at myself and r
AngieAlways a red dress,Angie4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
never a black...
Angie took my hand
to board the boat
to Italy (a boat,a ship
which did not exist)
"You have never
looked so beautiful.
Papa's favorite dress..."
But Alice (her name for me)
was dressed in white
that night (starched uniform,
no long red gown)
as we packed
(well, she packed)
and she sat
and I came back
after doing my work
to : "Alice, sit by me,
it's time for the funeral."
I sat for a minute
(all that was allowed)
I saw that funeral
over and over
each night for 2 years...
the red dress
and her family's tears...
We sat by the boat
(which did not exist)
for two years
with Angie's fears
until I had no time
for my Angie
and her time
came to an end.
AliceAlice10 years ago in Horror More Like This
Alice - a girl who suffered under a mental ilness called a "Daylight Hallucination Schizophrenia". She often would go to a place called Wonderland. Wonderland indeed existed - it was real, but only in her head, not visible to others. The only one who had acess to Wonderland was Alice. When Alice was little, Wonderland was a much happier place. Alice managed there quite well, but the thing was that Alice and Wonderland where the same. They both depended on each other. So as Alice grew up, so did Wonderla
--Our souls sigh...--1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and our hearts
human sight -
You can not
it is there
Oh River Lethe,
sing me to sleep!
Impart a sweet song
that is peaceful and deep...
Spirit PoolsWhoSpirit Pools9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the spirit pools?
of a human
is the slime
in grief -
to hold it
in your hand,
the spirit pools?
that reflection -
Silent ForestMy musicSilent Forest3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
brought me here
to the silent forest.
and green smudges
of water lilies -
on construction paper.
Only a recording
of the earth cycle -
a shadow, a cypher -
I miss the rustle
of the wind
in the brown cat-tails,
the fall to ground
of an autumn leaf,
the crinkle under my feet,
the baying of my hound
at the water fowl...
She is mute.
I am mute.
Crepe swans float by
on a still water channel-
on this the last day
of the world.
I have my music
to ease the pain,
the only accompaniement
to the end.
1. A Man in a Hat1. A Man in a Hat4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Rain, rain go away, come again some other day," my sister sang to herself as she stared out the large window, resting her head in her hands.
"Tillie, what are you doing?"
"I'm asking the rain to go away. I wanna go outside."
I smiled. "I don't know if that's going to work, little sis."
"But it hasta work, Alice! I wanna go to the playground," she pouted, turning around on the window seat to look at me.
Laughing, I sat down next to her and shook bleached white hair out of my eyes. "If Mom doesn't catch us, and you put your rain coat and boots on, then we can go anyway."
"Really?" she asked in astonishment, her blue eyes widening.
When I nodded she grinned, showing the gap in her where her front tooth was supposed to be, and clapped her hands.
Alice Cosplay Dress Bid NowAlice Cosplay Dress Bid Now3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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The NeedMy need is notThe Need3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
unlike the shade's,
who, unseen, slips
forth from his grave.
My need is not
so scarce, so strange
and, I have found
is much the same
as his, the dead,
who reaches yet
for life, to steal
a kiss from it.
When I rise
the need lifts me
and pulls me up
though half in sleep
and if that wretch,
who climbed from heck
would bring his teeth
to meet my neck,
he would taste
only my need:
my blood would taste
of coffee bean.
Memory of a DreamMemory of a Dream2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I was alone, standing in the middle of a darkened room. The only light came from the moonlight through the windows, shining on the wooden floor. I didn’t take time to look through my surroundings, but from my peripheral vision, the room appeared to be relatively empty, though I could very well have seen furniture in the shadows along the walls.
I walked slowly around the center of the room, biting my lip to keep from crying. What was wrong? Why did I have to feel so depressed? I didn’t know. There seemed to be no remedy to make me feel the way I used to, to feel happy.
I heard slow footsteps coming towards me, and I glanced up, blinking through the hot tears that were already in my eyes, to see Magnus coming towards me. I didn’t know how long he’d been there, and really I didn’t care. I was just so glad to see him.
“Hey,” he said softly as he continued to approach. He didn’t have to
It's Just A Little PrankIt's Just A Little Prank~It's Just A Little Prank4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"It's really a shame, everyone gets pranked except Ichigo! I mean we TRY to prank him back but nothing ever works..." Orihime said with a sigh, "Yeah it's especially not fair because he always pranks us!" Keigo said with a pout, Rukia leaned back and looked at the sky for a moment, "Hm..... well you know... I think I might actaully have a solution of some sort for that..." she mused, making the small circle of people all look at her with hope, "Really? Ichigo is quite a pill around Halloween... if you could really scare him...." Uryuu mused, Rukia smiled, "Mm I will, but I'll need ALL of you to help me," she said with a smirk
Rukia had informed people in the living world AND people in Soul Society about the huge prank she was planning, so she figured it would go pretty well, or atleast she hoped so, it didn't take long to set up either, just a few phone calls and everything was set, now.... she waited...
Rukia hummed quietly to herself as she colored in a Chap
Hippy poemIf you, the world, would be so kindHippy poem4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as to let down your hair
you need not ever be afraid
of all the ants who come invade
of the creatures who come and take
more than you can spare.
If you, the world, could ever let
yourself be free and breathe
the mice and lions of this place
the best and worst of every race
though now they scream and bare their teeth
might hear your breath and quiet then
may hush their many voices then
to step away from the harsh din
and enjoy your many wonders then.
Sothe and MicaiahMicaiah stood outside alone, gazing up at the stars. She was far from her teams camp so she could have privacy more easily, yet still close enough to be safe from any wandering enemies. It was late, so everyone else was sleeping. They had all come so far in their travels, and it would all be coming to an end soon.Sothe and Micaiah6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Micaiah sensed someone walking up from behind her. She knew there was no danger, so she stayed where she was and waited for the person to make their presence known.
The person wrapped their arms around her waist and said, What are you doing out here so late?
Nothing much. I was just thinking about how far weve all come, Micaiah replied. What about you, Sothe? Were you looking for me?
Yeah. You werent in your tent, but I figured you must not be very far. Im glad I found you.
Did you need something?
No, not really. I guess I just couldnt help worrying about you. He held Micaiah
This is how we existI exist, right at the tipThis is how we exist2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of each of your fingers
ready to pour out, every time
and every time,
you tell me what it is that I am.
I exist, (to you) as each perception
a new layer, forms
a thought-infant, this new part of me, being born
is never self-aware, but always
present enough to earn my disgust.
So I exist, but help me forget
that I exist in two separate forms
the same as you do
and the two of us, our sparring pairs
are only the constructs we made
when we thought of each other.
You know I’m down because I flew up
way too high, all at once
and you realize that, so you arm yourself
and come prepared with your perceptions
you built your own ideal of me, so she can stand in my view
blocking the view
so she can pour off of your lips, and be held by you
as the truth a comparison.
I exist, but it’s in the way you wrote me
so write me this way:
I coalesce, with this ball
of blue-black stress, as I rip off
my dress, your skin
and find that beneath these designs
Un poema de Victor a su amada Victoria ^-^A mi amada VictoriaUn poema de Victor a su amada Victoria ^-^3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tu carita de rosa,
tus manos de jazmín
que al darme esa flor
algo tan fuerte sentí.
Perdona, mi amor
si en la iglesia te herí
Es verdad que amé a Emily
pero no más que a ti.
Te juro que sin ti
yo no puedo vivir.
Tú eres mi motivo
para seguir aquí
y prefiero la muerte
a la vida sin ti.
Ahora ya sé
que jamás te perdí
así que dime que me quieres
como yo te quiero a ti,
pues no puedo imaginarme
la vida sin ti.
Cuando trepé a tu balcón
te dije la verdad.
A casarme contigo
no puedo esperar.
Quiero que seas mi esposa,
ya eres mi vida y razón
y yo sé que tú me amas
igual que te amo yo.
Pues te quiero, Victoria.
Te lo juro, mi amor.
One Last Kiss *Part One*Andy's P.O.V.One Last Kiss *Part One*2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sit on the bed, holding the pillow to my face and sobbing into it. My legs are crossed beneath me, ripped skinny jeans clinging tightly to them. Why would she do this to me? I gave her my heart and she ripped in two effortlessly, as if it were just a crappy scrap of paper.
Maybe that’s all I am- crappy. Everyone always told me that I was an emo faggot and they’re probably right. I should just stop trying. They told me to stop a long time ago- I should have listened. They said that I didn’t deserve to love someone and that I didn’t deserve to be loved. I know that they’re right now- it’s fucking obvious for anyone to see.
I scream out, tears interrupting me again and as I lean forward I hear the click of the doorknob. Why can’t they all just stay away from me?! Can they not read the sign on my door that says ‘KEEP OUT’ or are they just stupid?!
I hear Ashley’s voice and something clicks ins
Hey Ash, do you remember?Ashley Purdy, say this name and a lot of girls will go squealing around. Currently he's the bassist of Black Veil Brides. He's hot, sexy, he's talented, he can sing, he can play guitar, he can play bass He can do everything if he wants to. One thing he can do what he shouldn't be proud of though, is break hearts.Hey Ash, do you remember?3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been four weeks since he had broken up with Kristina, the girl he had been dating for over a year. He loved her, oh yes, he did, and she loved him. He was everything to her, her soulmate, but it didn't seem so the other way around. Ashley found a new girl who he had fallen in love with. First he ignored the feeling, but after a while he gave in to it and told Kristina about it. He still remembers the crying and cursing the day he broke up with her. She was heartbroken, furious, sad, and even more of those feelings. After months of support he dumped her for a girl whose boobs were just a bit bigger and who loved sex just a little bit more than she did. A
LovelessLove hurts,Loveless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the absence of it kills.
I am lonely,
I do not need a soulmate,
or someone to complete me,
but I miss
I know it is so much to ask,
but I want someone to love,
who loves me in return,
because I am selfish like that.
I am lonely,
but the absence of it kills,
and I cannot live
in such solitude.
An Imperfect DescriptionIt would be terrible to call her meekAn Imperfect Description3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I wouldn't call her that
for this one particular reason.
Yes, she was often small and quiet
yet although so frequently withdrawn
it was courage she held in her possession.
It was her singular way
of being so utterly brazen
as to join (and not only to join
but to advance!)
The Others' conversation.
With aggression, so tenacious
and with sudden deadly precision
she would be large enough to exist
and to exist among the Faces
without fear of derision
with no desperate evasion.
It was strange, a sharp surprise
to hear this little voice float up
seemingly from a dream's cast off vapor
as she, doubtless soon to be caught and tried
would bear the rarest smile in her eyes
and to all specters become a traitor.
It would be terrible to call her weak
you see, I could never call her that
as with a forward step, a tilt of her head
she would say all that she felt
and become all of what was said.
Hearts BreakHearts Break4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A girl with three hearts
And only one is her own,
The Love of two others,
Yet she feels alone
No help from either,
They can only help themselves
What do you do now,
When you're damned to hell?
Stuck in the middle
With no sense of direction
Love isn't beautiful!
It's an infection!
Three hearts, two men,
And one little girl
You should think twice
Before giving Love a whirl
Back to normal, you wish
Well, it's too late
You chose this path
And also your fate
When you're greedy,
Steal all you can take
You must know now...
Silly ThoughtsI had a silly thought once.Silly Thoughts5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was running. Stealing a frantic glance behind me I saw his silhouette standing motionless. I wove through my surroundings, everything becoming a river of color streaming past, my adrenaline granting me a temporary feat of inhuman speed, as we only experience in fleeing for our lives. I stopped, allowing the trees to drown me in their shadow, hoping it would suffice to wash my scent from the trail, that is, to hide me from that maniac.
I studied the ground as the moon emerged from behind a cloud, ready to mingle with the stars and turn an ear to the wolf. I could admire a statue in that moment; because it was so hard to stay still. But a statue wasn't often chased, I thought. What a wasted skill
I looked up, half panicked and cursed under my breath. What the fuck had I been thinking, allowing myself to day dream (at night) instead of watching for him.
Like, "Why did the moon feel fit to grace me with two sha
Piano Man He could hear Sarah warming up in front of the microphone, her small, soft voice rising and falling. The din of the waiters and servers setting up the many tables in front of them echoed behind her; the grating clatter of silverware wore against his ears.Piano Man4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He turned his attention back to Sarah. So much clearer, so much more pleasant... His shoulders, which had been tensed, relaxed, and he ran his fingers over the piano keys reverently, letting the background noise fade away.
And a pure, clear note from Sarah cracked.
His hands stopped over the keys, turning his head slightly and shifting on the hard piano bench so he could hear her better. Sarah had recovered beautifully, falling into a lower note and continuing the scale as she had been doing, but he could hear the small tremble in her voice, the quick gasps of breaths between notes. There was silence, for a moment, after Sarah finished the scale, before she began to sing again. She was determined, he was sure, to shake off
I'm Not That Type of WomanI'm not the type of womanI'm Not That Type of Woman3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That men write poetry to.
I don't inspire great works,
Or words of beauty and romance.
I'm not the type of woman
That men look at twice.
Too round in the hips
Too grey in the hair.
I'm the type of woman
Who gets things done
Runs the show
Takes care of you (and you, and you).
I will LOL you until I'm crying
And even then will lie
No, really I'm fine
Must be a lash in my eye.
I'm the type of woman that men come to
With problems and questions
Of lovelife or health.
And they cluelessly miss the fact that
While I'm dispensing this advice they require,
Who am I to talk?
I'm not the type of woman that cries in front of anyone.
The cracks in my façade are well-sealed until I am alone.
And I fear that I am not the type of woman
That will ever be loved in that
Sunsets and roses
Devouring, encompassing, love and desire
Of which the great poets write.
I'm afraid I won't ever be that woman either.
But I won't cry
I won't tell you