I feel like I'm being watchedI feel like I'm being watched5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a place I go to be alone,
It is quiet and rough, loud and soft,
and always gives me the peace I need to dream...
but there is something wrong,
a fleck of nervous paint on the windshield,
then this wet intrusion splatters across my mind,
I feel like I am being watched.
It's a nagging suspicion,
An over the shoulder sensation,
I feel like a voyeur let off of probation.
I come for the anonymity,
I don't like my actions being dissected.
Yet I can't shake the paranoia that someone's,
Taking pictures for group reflection.
Somewhere in a darkened room they spread pictures as my life passes,
across a giant table, under florescent lights, and magnifying glasses,
They point to one this is followed by a sneer,
They point to another and one shakes their head,
All the while murmuring dark words but I don't know what they've said,
I don't know why they care,
I just know that they are there.
These images that mark my time,
Neither make nor break me,
They just drag me
Abandoning PreciousnessThe most important thing about creating art is to create. If you want to be at ease with creativity, you have to immerse yourself in it, and do a little bit every day. Even if that little bit is only to take five minutes while waiting for the bus to come and do a gesture drawing of a man reading his book across the street from you. Or to take the moment to scribble down a thumbnail rough sketch of a concept that occurs to you. Do a little bit each day. Train your brain to think visually.Abandoning Preciousness1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
It can be difficult at first, accustoming yourself to make this small bit of time, because you’ll think:
“I don’t have enough time for it.”
“Art is hard!”
“I’m not good enough yet for that piece I’ve always wanted to do.”
“I’m stuck. Artist’ block.”
These are all excuses. Yes art IS hard. Yes, you might not be good enough yet to do that masterwork that you’ve been dreaming of, but let me le
basiliskOnce there lived a basilisk.basilisk2 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He was lord over all the serpents not even the great sea serpents would challenge him for he bore in his blood a deadly poison. A single drop could soil any lake, poison all manner of beasts for miles around, cut down the grandest of forests, and drop the eagles from the skies. No beast dare enter his lair. None even drew close for fear of his poison blood, and his deadly stare, and for this reason Basilisk lord over all the serpents was lonely.
For years he wept his deadly tears under the shade of an old oak which quickly died from him being there. He mourned for all the beautiful creatures his breath had choked and pitied those who had watched their families fall to his deadly poison, for even drinking from a stream would draw the toxic infection from his lips, making the water undrinkable for anyone but himself.
He could not bear the thought of destroying so many lives so carelessly. He often asked himself, what calling would suit such a horrible creatur
Jesus on HomosexualityWhat Jesus said about homosexuality in the Bible:Jesus on Homosexuality6 years ago in Historical More Like This
Doctor!Prussia x Reader: IDoctor!Prussia x Reader: I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You cannot be serious! I'm not crazy!" You yelled as the doctor in charge of you, Arthur Kirkland, pulled you back into your room.
"I believe you." Arthur sighed.
Gilbert said he'd take care of your problem with spirits and you believed him. Of course you thought he was going to talk to religious figures or something, but he only talked to his friends in the psychiatric department. You were in the clinic for about three weeks already, but Gilbert waited until your arm completely healed.
Arthur sat you down on your bed. You groaned and crossed your arms as Arthur locked your door. He put his clipboard down on the table you had and sat down on the chair. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. You pouted looking out of the window, bars kept you from using it as an escape route.
"Okay, so how do you feel?" Arthur started
"Don't try to shrink me. I'm not crazy! I can see spirits!" You yelled.
"I believe you "
"You say that to everyone!" Yo
LoveLove.Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word
That has so much meaning.
We all have it
Even if we can't see it.
And we all give it to others.
So don't think you're unloved.
I can guarantee that's not true.
Someone out there loves you.
Even when you're all alone
Even in the darkest days.
Someone loves you.
When everything goes downhill
When darkness is all you see.
Someone loves you.
Someone always loves you
I love you.
The World I Want To Live InI want to live in a world where no one has to come out. I want nobody to ever have to go through that emotional and physical torture. I want there to be no reason to come out. Because in this new world, it wouldn't matter! Nobody would care who another person loves, because it's love and none of their business!The World I Want To Live In3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I want to live in a world where no one cares. I want apathy, not acceptance. Because, there's no need for acceptance because there's no chance of rejection! There's nothing wrong with it, so rejection and persecution are logically ruled out. I don't want to hear this dialogue ever again "I'm gay." "Good for you!" Good for you? You don't hear "good for you" for being born with hazel eyes or being heterosexual. Honestly, there is no difference, stop perpetuating one! It's just like when a little kid gets hurt, you don't tell the kid they're hurt, because if you did, they would freak out. If we never recognize it as a difference, then there won't be one! Everybody is the
BruisesBruises3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She’s gone off half-cocked again, thinking she can take on the entire world all by herself. When she finally returns home, cursing and making an ungodly racket, he sees that she has more broken bones and bruises on her than he’d like to count.
Bolin tries to help as best he can, but she just dismisses him with a wave of her hand and tends to her own wounds. But she can barely heal herself for crap (some great master waterbender she is), and she’ll never ask for help. Never.
At least his brother can get close to her, not that he wants to. No, this firebender would rather not. Let Bolin play the nurse, let Bolin take the abuse. Mako’s just too damn sick of it all.
Besides, if he were to make a move to come near her, she’d just bend him through a wall or tell him to fuck off with such ferocity that she might as well have crushed him into the earth or slit his throat with her stupid ice dagger. He’ll never know why he puts up with her to begin wit
The Price of Our ExistanceThe spiral we're onThe Price of Our Existance7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Constantly spinning and moving
at a steady pace.
The price of your existence
This is what remains.
Polluted and corrupted
Land of glory
Sickened by perversions
Perversions we've created.
Broken all ties
Broken all vows
Broken all covenants
This is the result.
The result of trial and error
The result of experimentation
The result of our very own existance
of a sin
Became a flame
The flame became a fire
Destroyed everything in it's path
A discussion became an argument
An argument became a fight
A fight became a shootout
A shootout became a war
A war became the end of the world.
The path we unknowingly chose
Leads us to our doom.
Where is our salvation!?
We slowly lost our grasp
After choosing the wrong path
Making mistake and error
We are now
LOZ:Twilight Princess:Ch.4 FINALLOZ:Twilight Princess:Ch.4 FINAL7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
----Chapter 4: A Reluctant Partnership
Link cautiously peered into the dark stairwell from behind the large door. His ears heard no sounds. He looked back at Zelda. All life in her eyes had seemed to vanish, and he wanted so desperately to be able to reach out and comfort her, or to at least utter a word or phrase of reassurance, but he could not manage either in this wretched body. Midna pulled him from his thoughts as she yanked on a tuft of his fur, urging him forward. He obeyed, but with a growl in his throat.
Once beyond the princess’s prison, Midna used her odd magic to reform the shards of wood scattering the floor into the solid plank it had once been, which she then replaced upon the door. Link understood that she did this so as to not reveal their entrance. As his thoughts roamed over the knowledge of Hyrule’s true condition, his paws propelled him onward. It was all just a horrible nightmare.
Just then Midna yanked
Magnetism chapter 5 - Blood and familyMagnetism chapter 5 - Blood and family2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5 Blood and Family
Altair didn't like this, the house was far too quiet; maybe he was being a tad paranoid but he was sure if Heller was asleep he'd hear the bed creak or him breathing or snoring or SOMETHING! But it was just so...silent.
He'd broken into the man's house easily enough, slipping in through the back door, he was great at picking locks and doing it quietly and he'd slipped inside it was dark but Altair could see pretty well without help his master told him that his blood line had some sort of special gift he had dubbed 'eagle vision' he said that with it he had the ability to see through the veil of reality to see enemy from friend, to see truth from lies.
The silence unnerved him, nothing living was ever truly silent when they slept, no silence was a practised art, something that took skill and something you needed to be conscious and alert for, which really meant only one thing.
Heller was waiting for him, that was the only explanation.
Encircled 2Encircled 23 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Within a bright sphere
a complete world seems contained,
just for a moment.
This might be a soothsayer's
crystal ball, where trapped light writhes.
ALONENo one can see the pain that we hide,ALONE10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
OUR QUEST - Chapter 001OUR QUEST - Chapter 0012 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A quest for Power.
"I'll show you, this curse... I'll make it my bless."
A quest for Knowledge.
"Every mystery over the world is waiting for me to unveil it."
A quest for Freedom.
"Without any worries, I live my life the way I want to."
All of them guided by a quest for Justice.
"I believe everyone deserves a chance to be saved."
Strong desires. A will to fulfil them. This is OUR QUEST.
THE FIRST LIGHTS OF DAWN
Chapter 1 - The Girl From Loregard.
Welcome to the ancient world of Ekleipsis. Lots of tales lie around this gorgeous place: magic and swords, good and evil, life and death. Everyone has an interesting story, and I'll start by telling you the one about a young girl named Yuki and her quest. What's so special about her? Well, I don't even know, so let's go through the story together!
Walking over the green fields of the Kingdom of Loregard we find our happy little heroine. A sheathed sword dangles from her belt.
"Oh god, I'm starting to get tired!"
Well, maybe not so happy at the
Let's Be Penguins! AmericaxReaderLet's Be Penguins! AmericaxReader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was that "wonderful" time of the year again. The time for the holidays. Which to your best friend, Alfred, meant Christmas. Each year he would have a huge Christmas party and trick some poor sap to pay for it. Each one was bigger then the last. And this was Senior year, so it was going to be huge.
"Hey, [Y/N], what color should the cake be this year?!" Alfred practically shouted at you when you were literally sitting down right next to him in this place where you're supposed to be as silent as possible. The library. Never would you take him here to "study" again when all he did was plan for his Christmas party.
"Something neon...as usual..." You mumbled your answer while chewing on your pencil's eraser. Now let's see this problem you were working out now. 3 divided by the square root of 54 subtracted by 10 and added by x. What is x? You tried not to flip the table. "Why do I have to solve where Algebra's exes are?!" You shouted. Alfred laughed.
"Still fuming over it?" You knee exact
50 ways to annoy One Direction.50 ways to annoy One Direction.2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
1. Constantly keep poking Niall. When he asks "what is it?", just ask him" Are you Irish?"
2. Count Zayn's tattoos... and tell him "what nasty scars you have.." (me: his tattoos are cool *_* )
3. When Liam is in the room. Ask out loud "who's there, I know your here, speak up spirit!!!" and point at Liam direction hinting that the spirit is somewhere there.
4. When Liam asks what's wrong, ask the other guys "did I feel a cold breeze rush pass through us?"
5. Keep Ignoring Liam afterwards. And keep pretending he is invisible.
6. When Harry is sleeping one night, go to his room and straighten his hair.
7. When he wakes up and asks who did this to him, blame it on Louis.
8. When they start arguing, say out loud "awe a Larry moment! What a cute couple!"
9. The next night dye Harry's hair hot pink.
10. Tell him in the morning when he finds out that, "it's popular with the girls".
11. Blame the "pink hair dye prank" from 9 on Louis again. (Me: poor guy.....I'm so
Be StrongYou can break me,Be Strong7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You can rip me to pieces,
Do all you want to me.
I have withstood the strongest storms
Humanity has thrown at me,
Defeated supposedly invincible foes.
You can scream at me,
Shout at me,
Treat me like trash.
It doesn't matter.
My soul is already
Shattered to pieces.
These are but new scars
To add to my collection.
I am used to this pain,
Humanity may consider me useless,
Society may shun me,
But still I can go on.
For once you've experienced
Enough of this,
You get used to it.
You wish to crush my hopes?
By all means, go ahead.
I'll just pick up the pieces
And move along.
Call me rebellious,
Call me whatever you wish.
I have long since learned
To ignore such taunts.
Do what you will.
It doesn't matter.
Tell me all my friends have
They may be gone
For a period of time,
But they will someday return.
Abandon me to the dogs.
I'll find a way to survive.
I will endure t
The Quest TG - Chapter 4 (Part 1 of 2)The Quest TG - Chapter 4 (Part 1 of 2)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disk 2 of The Quest
Four teenagers are chosen and ripped from their high school lives with the fate of entire worlds placed in their hands.
Koral Strener, who possesses hidden strengths but also weaknesses which may be her undoing. When she is chosen, she is left, like the others, with changed possessions in an unfamiliar landscape. She walks across a massive field until she comes to a medieval-style farmhouse owned by a man named Penrose. She seeks help from him. He offers it in return for clearing his basement of vermin. What Koral suspects will be simple task becomes a life and death struggle with rodents of horrifying size and more questions about the nature of this new world around her. After surviving the onslaught, Koral's curiosity gets the better of her as she finds a strange mirror in a special area of the basement she was instructed not to enter. Once uncovered, a voice without gender speaks to her through the mirror. The voice offers her he
to map sunrises...one day I will tell my daughter to touch herselfto map sunrises...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
before she ever lets a man do it for her, to learn
her body-secrets and the shape of pleasure. I will
tell her that San Francisco always keeps your heart.
that her skin is a blank canvas, that hair grows,
the value of the right kind of disrespect. that the older
we get, the more we need the people who knew us
when we were young. I will tell my daughter
to give away the secrets that keep her up at night,
and that there is never a wrong time to love someone,
but sometimes a wrong way. I will teach my daughter
to travel without makeup; that sometimes forever means
morning and sometimes the ends of the earth means
Africa or one city over. that it's okay to be afraid of
I will tell my daughter that life is teetering across
the bridge, that the panic building in her chest is okay;
that good love is waiting on the other side; that better
love is holding her hand; and that the best love is her own
voice in the back of her mind, saying "
Legacy DragonLegacy Dragon3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
We are walking towards Mystic forest, where I saw a huge fire. By the time we arrived in Mystic forest, the entire forest was burnt to ashes. Nothing was left, but sadness. All the flowers were gone, and the trees were all destroyed. The liveliness that was once there died with the forest.
Ammo and I walked further into what was left of Mystic forest, finding more of what we saw before, ashes.
"I think we should leave there's nothing here" He said eager to leave
"We need to find out what caused it, and what if there are any survivors that are severely injured? We'd have to save them. We're Ink bloods that's what we do!" Even tho I don't want to be here just as much as him, we have to make sure that it was just an accident.
"You're right. You're always right. Tho I need to know " he was about to finish his sentence when we heard a small voice.
"Please help us, please" It was a small fairy; she was wearing blue perhaps a water fairy