DoubtI know that sinking feeling,
as I've been here all before.
I've sat in every empty room,
I've walked this cold, hard floor.
What is it I've forgotten?
I had it moments ago, but where?
I see something in a cracked mirror,
I turn, but nothing's there.
I am drowning in the grey fog,
I find this quite distressing.
I cannot see through confusion's shroud,
that is made from second guessing.
Down this spiral staircase I fall,
there is a black hole at the end.
I'm trapped inside it, my mind in ruins,
I cannot see what I could mend.
At first I was so self assured,
then something snapped and the light went out.
I cannot see anything any more,
my ship is sinking in a sea of doubt.
The Runaway (NorwayXReader) Chapter 1Chapter one: Strange EncountersThe Runaway (NorwayXReader) Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I was just about to fall asleep when the bus arrived in a small town. The driver announced something on the mic, but the sound system was so bad that I could barely understand the words. All I understood was something about going back on the bus after twenty minutes. His voice was not very loud, but it upset the lethargic air that hung around us ever since we boarded the bus at Andselv.
I stretched my arms to shake off my sleepiness before glancing around the bus. There were very few passengers and most of them were seated by themselves. Almost everyone was blinking owlishly or rubbing sleep from their eyes, except for a young woman sleeping on the seat right across mine. She looked rather small, especially with her long blonde hair. Her face was set in a frown, and her eyebrows were knitted together. Still, she was very beautiful, and I couldn’t help but stare at her.
The bus came to an abrupt halt, snapping me from my daze. Through the window, I
The Shadow.Noiselessly, the shadow skulked along the alley wall behind the ignorant victim, who whistled happily beneath the fluorescent glow of street lamps.The Shadow.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, the shadow deserted the darkness, wielding a silver blade. No scream, only blood came from open lips as the victim's wallet was plundered before the shadow disappeared...
Bulgaria x Reader ~Isobaric~~Isobaric~Bulgaria x Reader ~Isobaric~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Vladimir’s legs were dangling in front of you. He had a knack for knowing when something was troubling your mind, but instead of going with the normal friendship process of asking you how he could help you, he continued to pester you.
“Come on, _____________,” he grinned. “Say it!”
“No,” you pouted.
“Say it…” he urged.
“Not going to.”
“You know you want to,” your friend said in a singsong voice.
“Vlad, have you been picking up cues from the Magic Club?” you groaned. “It’s bad enough when I’ve got just you noticing these things, but Lukas and Arthur are two completely different cases.”
“What’s this about the Magic Trio now?” a familiar, friendly voice said from behind.
“Dimitar!*” you gasped.
“Hi, Dimitar,” Vladimir beamed completely unwary of your flustered state.
Your friend looked bemused and curious. “Are
ANSWER [NorwayXReader]ANSWERANSWER [NorwayXReader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In my mind the memories turn slowly, moments when I thought of you only
though our time has passed and gone, the world keeps moving on.
In the city we walked together, promises that we'd keep forever
they seem so distant now, but warm me still somehow when I see
If you love someone, you should let her go
Those were the last words your ex-boyfriend, Lukas Bondevik said in front of you and his Nordic friends. You couldn't believe what he said but that was all in the past. You cried your heart out after your big break up and now you're alright when you see him again.
Most things in your home reminded you of him. Even the clip you would always wear. It was his present to you on your birthday but that one wrong move destroyed it all. You couldn't be friends with him, he cut all the ties betweeen you two.
The little clock that we shared is moving on its own again
and each strikes independently.
And all of the sadness that held me to the bitter end
Definition of a Writerwrit•erDefinition of a Writer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A writer is a person
Who sees the world differently
From a high perspective of understanding
To an easily balanced imagery
They stand at the edge of the cliff
And run that extra mile
To gain what a normal person cannot see
And to obtain the hope that they wish to cherish
A writer is a person
Who buries their ego and places boulders upon it
They learn the rules, follow the rules, and will break the rules
And make writing their own
They lay upon the dusty old ground of a graveyard
And do an annual ritual to free the inspiration that has been pinned down
They want to show their abnormality to everyone around
And make this journey an unforgettable experience
Writers are masters of inspiration
And will set aside whatever may ruin the ecstasy of their writing
Which they will forever embrace
And will fight to claim the title author
In their world of words
Their stories are set free
Some are killed to b
WHAT IS WAS NOTPeople are people,WHAT IS WAS NOT2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And will always be people.
So why blame people,
For being people?
Truth is truth,
And will always be truth.
If truth becomes false,
Then it cannot be true.
A word is a word,
And will always be a word.
To edit the word,
It ceases to be that word
Wisdom is wisdom,
Because it is wise.
If wisdom becomes unwise,
Then the stupid are wise.
The absolute is absolute
And has always been absolute
If it can be questioned
It is not absolute.
Love is love
And will always be love
If it was but is not,
Then it was not.
Caged InA strike against sincerity;Caged In2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We’re at each other’s throats,
Like lightning against a rainbow.
The angst shown through humanity;
Taking away my freedom,
Something like a love Nazi.
A wave of true passion;
I’m drowning deeper into your soul,
Like there’s no ocean floor.
A billion shocks per second;
Paralyzing my every move,
You’re just that incurable virus.
The imprisonment of an angel;
No escape available,
Like a cage.
And I can’t leave...
Throat ClosingThroat closing.Throat Closing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gasping for breath.
"Just take a breath."
"You'll be okay."
Vision going black
EmptyCrimson woundsEmpty2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once a person
Now an empty shell
On this world of misery
BreatheDizzy, swirly, can't stay straight.Breathe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The help I seek will come too late.
Thoughts are all muddled in head.
I can't even tell what I have said.
Heart is thumping, head is aching,
labored breathing, body shaking.
Pull it together, you'll be okay.
Just gotta take it day by day.
Slow your breath and lay real still.
Those thoughts will only make you ill.
It's tough to know where to begin.
Just start simple. Breathe out, breathe in.
PillsDon't only the crazies need to take pills?Pills2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The though of going gives me chills.
On medication, how will I be?
Will I really feel like I am me?
Zombie is the way people often describe.
Of course it depends the pill they prescribe.
Let's play with my head like it's a game.
I know that things won't feel the same.
Depression is something I want somehow.
I want to be exactly as I am now.
I can't remember a time ever being without.
But my head shouldn't be filled with doubt.
I know that depression can really kill.
I've felt what it does, but somehow still...
Depression has become my abusive partner.
No matter how much it hurts, I only want her.
But I know that it causes too much pain.
And my energy all seems to drain.
So maybe medication is what I must do.
Hope is all I have to hold on to.
Love Me.She falls asleep most every nightLove Me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To the sound of her parents pointless fight
And clinging tightly to her tear soaked pillow
She goes to school most every day
Wishing she could run away
From all those who torture her
For not being ‘cool’
Her mother, she just plain ignores her
Her father’s never even there
Who would notice if she were gone?
Who would even care?
She just wants to make it quick
To take this razor as her friend
And feel its tender loving kiss
Pressed against her paper skin
She just wants to make it stop
The feeling lonely, sad and hated
She holds the blade up to eye level
I don’t know how long she waited
She presses hard against her skin
And lines of ink bleed from the pen
The blade, it rests there on her knee
On her arm she wrote
DualityLiving a lieDuality2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pretending to be fine
My shell stays strong
But my heart is in pieces
The shell protects me
But it keeps others at bay
When I need them the most
When my heart needs to be fixed
I wish someone, someday
Breaks that shell
Fixes my heart
And tames the monster I have become
Take It BackEmotions are overratedTake It Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
while the ache is dull.
They play and tear and
dance and squeeze and pull.
The soul is such an
It never allows for
very much detachment.
I say to take it back,
return to the source.
The truth is simply
I don't want it anymore.
I'd rather be a robot,
more machine now than man.
I'd rather be something inhuman,
something more on demand.
No one wants to be hindered
by such base feelings and thoughts.
Every time the heart swells,
each sensation is dearly bought.
It pulls and all this,
leaving rips and tears.
If there was no soul in the way,
it would be so much easier to bear.
I don't need this anymore.
I wish to feel no love.
I would finally have some peace.
I would finally rise above.
It can't stand to reason
why I must feel these things.
If my soul was non-existent,
I would soar with new wings.
But I wouldn't know such release.
I wouldn't know such peace.
I would be left in numbing black.
I would only be simply deceased.
It's probably better
All the Broken FacesLook around and notice,All the Broken Faces2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tell me what you see.
All the broken faces,
all surround me.
They stare at me with kindness,
but misery in their heart.
Life has left them weary,
it has torn them apart.
They were cheated on and broken,
victims of some crime.
Hurt and abandoned
Lost in the time.
Look around and notice,
tell me what you see.
All the broken faces,
all surround me.
So Beautifully DepressingWhen she first started writing, she had a rainbow of colorsSo Beautifully Depressing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You’d look at her paper and you’d see adoration and lovers
Full of pinks like her heart, beating strong and carefree
And lots and lots of purple, so childish and sweet
And tons of greens, full of life and dreams, and grass and sun
And it looked so beautifully exciting and so beautifully fun
When she next picked up her pens, she wrote in blacks, purples, and blues
Because by that time, you’d look at her paper and see that she was bruised
Her heart had gone black, with no going back
Her tears glamorized as blue, shining like diamonds
As she shed them in the night against her purple sheets
And it looked so beautifully sad and so beautifully sweet
With her last piece of writing, she used the only color she had there
You’d look at her canvas and you’d see she was scared
There were no more pinks and purples, no blues and no blacks
There was only red. Red like her hands, which she’d used for the ac
Change this lifeHiding in the shadowsChange this life1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Resisting in secrecy
Trying to find a way
To change this life of misery
The future is unknown
The past is to forget
The present is dull and boring
Is this what life has to offer?
I want to change
And I keep trying
Only to fail miserabily
Every single time
Won't you dance with me tonight?If I told you that I loved you,Won't you dance with me tonight?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you turn and walk away?
Or would you love me and be true?
And say the things that I can't say?
If you ever had a question,
That needed an answer true,
Ask it to me, my only love,
I would never lie to you.
If you feel your life is empty,
And your heart has gone amiss,
Let your colourless lips touch mine,
I shall paint them with a kiss.
My heart is burning a deep red,
That fills the blackness of night,
All I want is for you to be near,
Oh, won't you dance with me tonight?
Set FreeI don't want to be alive.Set Free2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why must everyone survive?
Death is the only escape,
When you're in this kind of shape.
Everyone wants for me to live,
But happiness they just can't give.
Loved ones that I hold dear,
Are the only reason I'm still here.
They don't know how my life is pain,
Everything they do is in vain.
They don't know what they're doing to me.
I just want to be set free.
BreathlessI sink to the bottom of the poolBreathless3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My body and mind fully immersed
Down here there is no one to be cruel
No one to make me feel cursed.
Down here only I exist
No one to disapprove
Down here there are no clenched fists
No one to judge my every move.
Down here I finally feel alive
No more trying to find hope
Down here I finally have the urge to survive
No one telling me how to cope.
Down here I only see beauty
No more scarring of my mind
Down here there is no constant cruelty
No more smiles to try and find.
Down here there is no happiness to feign
No more attempting to make peace
Down here I can feel no pain
No more trying to fix things piece by piece.
But now through these depths I must swim
Make my way back into the world.
I re-enter this life limb by limb
As I lie on the surface, my body unfurled.
Grey CoatThis outerwear is the sole proofGrey Coat2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
of my ever so delicate sanity.
I help myself with a slice of truth
It is after all, a one-man tea party.
Grey is indeed made for you
just like your words, it was never black nor ivory.
If forgetting is the hollow benefit of youth,
one can only laugh at this solid absurdity.
Lips tremble not from the cool
but rehearsing welcome-back lines for an eternity.
Once again I question the relevance; like a fool,
of seeking solace from a fashion statement; this utter serendipity.
For it once belonged to us.
Broken MirrorsYou've gone away, forever ruined.Broken Mirrors2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw your life through broken mirrors--
The occasional crystal clear piece lies still,
But all the rest is shattered glass.
Why didn't you let me read your past?
Why did you destroy your future?
You let your inner demons win
When they tied a noose for you.
You let your head slip through the rope;
Your neck was burned and snapped.
And with that, all hopes and dreams,
Purpose, happiness, life itself,
Everything was destroyed.
I, your puppet, was destroyed as well;
All my strings were cut
With every slash at your veins--
One too many and I am nothing
But a pile of wood to burn.
Make yourself a fire, please;
Use my now lame body.
Let me burn for all eternity,
For I only deserve to suffer.
Pain, agony, torment, and blood
Are all left to my name.
Your name is what I call out softly,
Standing in my window, cursing at the sky.
Outside, the stars lean over my shoulder,
Whispering their good night.
Wind tries to lead me to bed at last
As the moonshine lights ou
The Blue Hourglass: Prologue PrologueThe Blue Hourglass: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once upon a time, when our land was not quite as old as it is now, there existed a clock tower.
It had been there since the very beginning, reaching up so high into the sky that on occasion it would be tickled by passing clouds. On its face rustic, heavy hands slowly travelled around its circumference, whilst within it intricate golden cogs ground against one another in an eternal, rotating dance.
With each rotation that the cogs made, the clock ticked a low rumbling tock which travelled through forests and valleys, over mountains and lakes, and through
I (don't) want to be aloneI want to be aloneI (don't) want to be alone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So no one can hear me screaming
So I can bleed out my pain
So I don't have to hide the problems
And the wounds
I want to stay here alone
Fighting my inner demons
With no help
Nobody to feel my pain
Nobody to fight for me
I want you to leave me alone
So you won't get caugh
In my spiral of darkness
And self destruction
Please (don't) leave me alone...