I need help...I need help...3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I need help
I'm sitting in this classroom looking at Niall Horan pictures on weheartit.com
I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH ;-;
If you think about it, we are almost exactly like alike
Which makes me perfect for him ;D
Rayman and the Dragon - Chapter 1The Magician had returned. He had just made himself known and was now on the run for his life.Rayman and the Dragon - Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rayman was in pursuit of the Teensie, running on fast feet, the draw strings of his hoodie bouncing with each footfall. He had had quite enough of this little bugger, what with the recent incident with the dragons returning from their 100-year-long slumber. How was this guy half his height able to outrun him so easily?
Rayman continued the chase through vast stretches of forest with Globox lagging far behind. "You go on ahead, guys!" the exhausted glute called out after Rayman. "I'll catch up later!"
"Globox!" Rayman called over, still running after the speedy Magician. But he had no time to worry about Globox right now. At least, Barbara was there with him, having come to help as soon as the Magician had announced his return. "We have to head him off!" Rayman pointed. "I'll go this way, you go that way!" Barbara nodded with a cheeky grin, preparing to draw her axe. She veered off
Proloog part 2: unnamed storyProloog part 2: unnamed story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Softly humming I continued to sweep the Floor. Lately a weird feeling would come to me. It
was rare at first, but now it's almost all the time. Not sure what it is, I tried to finish the daily
chores. The laundry needed some attention, but the night had already fallen. After putting
away the broom I started to reheat the soup. Suddenly the urge to look outside the window
over whelmed me.
Silly, because nothing was out there. At least as far as I could see. Some stars were visible.
The elders would say al the time that the souls of the death are looking down on us. To guide
us in dark times, as they said. Or to mock us, as it felt to me. With a small sigh I let the curtain
fall. Though curtain just might be too fancy a word for the old cloth hanging there. It was
clean but of cheap material and starting to show signs of its age.
As every evening I would wait for my husband to come home. I remembered that I used to be
thrilled with the thought of him returning to me. But latel
LoveLove3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It has no boundaries
It has no shame
The love that we share
Is all the same
Love is Love
No matter what
Love has no boundaries
Between two people
Love is for all
Just watch out for the fall
Dimentio's AlphabetA is for Avarice, known also as greed,Dimentio's Alphabet6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For buying those knick-knacks and things you don't need.
B is for Blackmail, so watch what you do;
I know I could really use someone like you...
C is for Chivalry (that's what I live by;
It means I'll be nice and polite as you die).
D is for Dimensions, the ones I create.
With luck, I might take you and seal your fate.
E is for End, which I'll bring about soon,
I am to this world like a pin to a ballon.
F is for Fright, upon which I feed;
So deliciously dark once my bloodlust is freed.
G is for Grief, which love only causes,
Like a ton of bricks problems drop without pauses.
H is for Hate, the emotion I feel
When thinking of Good, peace, and all that's ideal!
I is for Isanity, the gift I posess;
Passed down from God, I wear like a crest.
J is for Joking, you'll find that I'm not;
Your face contorts and with te
Sit down, I want to tell you something!Sit down for a second,Sit down, I want to tell you something!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I want to tell you something.
I want to tell you and everybody else that walked over me.
That today, I have become something!
Just walk with me for a second,
I want to show you something.
You remember this; is it all falling into place?
Cause this is where you shut me down.
Now I didn't know what I was supposed to do;
Excuse me for being a loser, right?
I had to work up a lot of courage to ask you out.
But you didn't even look at anything beneath the surface.
So of course, you just flipped me off and walked away.
Because of you I went to the gym every single day.
Because of you I started lifting iron over my head.
And you know what it feels pretty damn good to be getting my pump.
Yeah, that's something that you did for me!
And now, over to my phone,
Let's call up Michael.
What up man?
You remember me?
Yeah, I'm the guy who could never fit in!
That kid who was
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
Sea of Liesi.Sea of Lies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My father never read me the story of Icarus. I found it for myself. I suppose he did not want me to know what it was like to almost touch the stars. But it was only after I had read the story did I even try to reach so far. It is a little like falling in love...and then drowning in the sea.
(I would be lying if I said the fall didn't break everything I had once believed was solid.)
My science teacher knew well that I was a dreamer. When I told her I believed fairytales were as real as love is, I could see the disapproval and disappointment in her eyes. I suppose thats why in her classroom, when I was asked what the greatest force in the universe was, I answered love. I suppose thats why she laughed and reminded me that love was as much a fairytale as the fairytales I believed in.
(She was wrong. Love exists...its just been broken into a million little pieces, set afloat in a sea of heartbreak.)
My mother didn't want to speak about t
I Am a GirlI am a girl, therefore I'm worthless.I Am a Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a disappointment to my parents.
I am a thing to be sold for profit.
I am property to a stranger.
I am a body used for the pleasure of men.
I am a slave to my promised husband.
These are the only things I'm allowed to say.
If I say anything else I will be punished.
I shall face a punishment.
Several that no one should be allowed to face.
I fear all of it.
But sadly, it would be nothing new.
I shall be punished for simply taking a breath.
I wish to take my final one.
I "belong" in the kitchen, after all.
I have possession of the knife.
This decision shall finally be mine.
My fear melts away, and my neck turns cold.
I shall take my freedom...
Yes, I have taken it.
However, it was not by means of bloodshed.
It was not by means of "relief."
It was by means of struggle.
It was by by means of the impossible.
No longer shall I hide my face behind blu
The forestThe forest3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name id lexi and this is my story.It all started when my monther took me and my sister to a party it was very fancy i felt different there and then a boy named Ryan asked me to dance i really hated him but i said yes so we started dancing but right in the middle of the song it stoped and everybody was looking at us then ryan got down on one knee and took out a ring and said "lexi will you marry me?" I was shoked and looked around wondering what to do the i said to him "Um let me think about it" then i ran to the garden thinking that nnoone was fallowing me but my sister got me "Lexi why the hell did you say that?"She asked me "I dont want to marry him hes a jerk"I screamed "But sister you have to marry him""No i dont i can choose who i marry when i marry!" i yelled my sister sighed "You really dont want to marry him do you?""NO!"I yelledShe looked at me sternly"Fine here a plan you run in the forest go all the way across and go to my friends house and ill leed them the ot
Dear Mommy.Dear mommy, please don't hurt yourself.Dear Mommy.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need you to hold my hand.
From crossing the little old gravel road
To helping me find wonderland.
Dear mommy, please don't hate yourself.
I love the way you used to be.
Happy and joyful, so filled with love
Or at least that's how you seemed to me.
Dear mommy, maybe I don't understand.
But please don't let yourself go.
I need you now more than ever,
And more than you'll ever know.
Dear mommy, please don't leave me.
I love you.. Don't you understand?
Mommy, please don't kill yourself.
I still need you to hold my hand.
Fake How are you?Fake2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am fine, thank you.
How was your weekend?
It was great, tons of fun!
Besides the nights I spent crying….
Are you sure you’re okay?
UntitledI wrote a poem,Untitled5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But it sucked some major ass,
So here's a haiku.
Creepypasta ABC'sA is for Abby, who has a creepy stalkerCreepypasta ABC's2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
B is for BEN, he drowned in some water
C is for Cupcakes, which you'll just die to eat
D is for Dating Game, beware of who you'll meet
E is for Eyeless Jack, he wants to slash you open
F is for Funnymouth, who'll leave your jaw broken
G is for Guardian Angel, he's always with you
H is for Humans, and they can lick too
I is for Ickbarr Bigelsteine, your teeth he will keep
J is for Jeff the Killer, who tells you to go to sleep
K is for Killswitch, a game impossible to find
L is for Lavender Town, the music messes with your mind
M is for Misfortune, a hidden game within a game
N is for No End House, which lives up to its name
O is for On the Bus, you'll be riding forever
P is for Penpal, they can be oh so clever
Q is for Quiet Room, a film with a cursed TV spot
R is for Russian Sleep Experiment, more sinister than we thought
S is for Slender Man, wearing a black suit and tie
T is for Trust, who shall live, and who shall die?
U is for Unbranded Lapto
I AmI am the shadow, and I am the lightI Am2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the sunlight, and I am the night
I am the battle, and I am the fighter
I am the water, and I am the fire
I am a raindrop just ready to fall
I am the world, and yet…
No one at all.
SenselessI can't feel my heart these daysSenseless5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He took a vacation on me
I don't seem to care much for people
They care about stupid nonsense things
Why would I care about their egos?
Everyone lives under the ME label
It's all about them and no one else
It's how much I get from you
Senseless to care about clothes or money
Fashion or popularity
Senseless to see how much people I manipulate
How many people see me
Senseless to worship emptiness and nothing less
Stupid to celebrate numbness and careless
I couldn't care less how many guys you screw over or how many thinks you are unforgettable
I really don't mind if you have ten thousand people behind you or if you were busy to pay attention
Maybe it's me who is empty
I shut down my heart or sympathy
But I can't live in a world of selfishness and manipulation
I refuse to cheer what I hate
I rather be alone forever than to sell myself to be accepted
Would you?Would you, still be there if I lost my sight? Guide me through all of the darkness and pain that I can only feel, but not see.Would you?4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you still call my name if I lost my hearing? I'd watch you through the crowds and watch your lips as you call me.
Would you still hold me if I'm at deaths door? Lingering onto every inch and shed of life that is obtainable; clutching you, leeching the heat you produce. Shaking and hardly breathing, longing your arms around you.
Would you still kiss my forehead goodnight and tuck me into the warm? Allow me to hold you and kiss you when I'm scared.
Would you do all of this for me?
I'm breaking and shattering, how long before I'm broken and shattered? I'm scared at night without you but I feel okay with you. All I need is you to make me feel certain there should be no fear in the world that stops you from doing anything for me. So, answer me with all of your might and strength..
Finally FreeYou're the star in my eye,Finally Free5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The glitz and gleam of the sky.
Don't say goodbye,
I swear I'm not high.
I need your love.
We go together like a hand and glove.
Don't push, don't shove.
My heart's as pure as a dove.
Love at last.
So your hook's been cast,
But that's all in your past.
I fell for you fast.
You're all I truly need.
When you're gone, I'm sure to bleed.
You're mine when it comes to greed.
Thanks to you, I'll finally be freed.
manic depressiveI am killing people with the roof of my skullmanic depressive5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see their wrists and cut those for them
see their toes and slice so
to the point of bone
to finish things
I understand nothing
and enjoy the forward momentum legs can bring
as I reach my sole
into their collar. I find detesting
of rhythm and nonsense,
same concept written as but two bodies
that must further be catastrophically severed.
in two fragments we hold nothingness and chaos
and in another hand the paramount of order and
law sinking into flesh, beyond matter manifested in
multiple dimensions, just points in space one
grasps at but can't conceive; yet in two hands
lie dichotomies and empires of sound
and with these two handfuls lives so soon
may be ended fling shrieks of chaos
to rend ears rend eyes claws shaking out flesh from bone
and further remove all hope and comfort from those sorry
stones presenting themselves 'individuals'
and throw after order to realize the veinous pains
not in passing but full decree.
to what degre
Afraid to Be HappyI want to stick my thoughts into your flesh and leave them there until they become a part of youAfraid to Be Happy6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until there is no more you" without me.
To inhale you all into my bitterness saturated lungs.
To drink you as my last drop of poison
then close my eyes
and feel my wings blossom.
I have been starving all of my life,
I want to feed on you.
Whisper words to you
until your ears are fed up with my voice.
Feel you falling asleep beside me
and crush my love
like a blind butterfly
under your breath.
My next birthday
will be the day when I die in your arms.
Forgive my fear...
Hold OnHold on, little dove,Hold On6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
don't cry any more.
Watch those three birds
soar across the sky.
Hold on, little dove,
mother will nurse you better.
She'll fix you up, he'll let you drop,
but your wings won't let you down.
Hold on, little dove,
just a little longer.
I know you feel so lonely,
but it's only for tonight.
Hold on, little dove,
it will be okay.
Just 'cause you can't fly,
don't mean you're the only one.
i don't go to sleep to screamit's happening again;i don't go to sleep to scream6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the past 11 nights in a row,
always by 3:48 am.
from the corner of a still, dead house;
no light beyond the inescapable sliver of a fading crescent -
its glow only peeks through a crack in the 12-foot ceiling above my bed.
i've changed rooms since i returned to this house,
praying to keep the presence of unfamiliarity;
but nothing can detach me from this.
no, this came back with me.
my fingernails claw feverishly at the bedspread,
face buries hard into the sheets.
jaw wired shut,
through the gaps in my bared teeth,
my throat spasms to steal any air.
my knees pull in tighter to my chest,
cringing at the spear in my gut.
with a guttural scream no pillow could muffle,
the low, forced bellow rises in volume between fitful grunts and heaves.
i choke and gasp,
fighting and pleading;
fraught written in my tightened eyes that cannot seem to awaken.
coarse calls lurch from the pit of my lungs,
vocal chords shred from the violent desperation.