A summer with the Bad Touch Trio PROLOGUEA summer with the Bad Touch Trio PROLOGUE2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sighed as I slung my bag over my dark blue uniform blazer that sickeningly stuck to my back. It was the last day of school and starting tomorrow- no more snappy- stick up their ass teachers, no more snobby slues and no more--
"Oh hon hon~" "Keseseses~" "Fosososos~"
--right. Best of all, no more of the Bad Touch Trio.
Their names were Gilbert Beilschmidt; the so-called 'awesome' guy, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, the Spaniard (less innocent then you think) and finally there's Francis Bonnefoy...the rapist. . .OKAY! So I made that last one up but seriously? That french fry is seriously warped when it comes to his...sexual tenancies.
Hey, don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't like them, it's just that they annoy the living hell out of me and try to use me as their little toy which, of course, makes me want to kill them--wait...I guess I do hate them...maybe.
I sighed as I walked down the halls and to my locker. My fingers danced over the lock to it's memorized b
Emios - Alia LagranEmios - Alia Lagran2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alia was born the daughter of two nobles. After both of them died when she still was young, she was adopted by the family's best friend, a commander of the military of their country.
As she learned to love her new father she soon began to admire his skills with the sword, and he began to teach her to his utmost capabilities. Been taken care of tenderly she grew to become a sophisticated aristocrat as well as a fine swordswoman.
Even though she found love in the aspiring military hero Sâviuz, who's calmness and warmth she would not have wanted to miss ever since, their country engulfed in yet another war; one hopeless to win. Despite being freightened about not knowing what would happen to Sâviuz she beared with the uncertainty, knowing he would be fighting for the sake of both their country and his own beliefs.
Then the message of his death arrived, unforeseenly and suddenly. What broke within her that very moment could not be hoped to be repaired, anymore.
How long her fragi
But Isn't That The Point?Who hasn't been lost once or twice in their life?But Isn't That The Point?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's the point isn't it??
To be lost so that we can find our way again.
But what if you can't find your way back?
what if all your paths have been blown away or covered so that you can no longer find them?
But isn't that the point?
To make life difficult for others so that you can get ahead in the world?
You get there first, you can choose to cover the path or let others find it too.
But isn't that the point?
To get there first?
Who needs to take their time and enjoy the simple pleasures of life first?
Lets just skip all the little kid stuff and get ahead, and then we can sit and wish we hadn't/
But isn't that the point?
To skip all the nonsense?
what good can come of nonsense?
who needs to life a happy life?
But isn't that the point?
to live a happy life?
to want to wake up in the morning, and WANT to go out into the world and make a difference?
To hope that God blesses you to see another day?
But isn't that the point?
who needs to h
BLOOD ON THE BEACH...BLOOD ON THE BEACH...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It was back around 1956 or so,
When an upcoming actress, Marlyn Devereaux,
Was shooting a film called "Beach Blonde Bambina"--
It sounds pretty cheesy, such crappy patina!
Marlyn was a hottie, with wavy hair golden,
Her lips full and luscious, her bosom upholden
By a fetching pink polka-dot torpedo bikini--
Marlyn thought it was rather too teeny!
The director yelled "ACTION!"--Marlyn skipped on the shore,
Where her co-star was waiting, handsome Robert Yore,
Leaning on a surfboard with a big stupid grin---
Just then something dreadful started to begin!
A huge slimy tentacle, massive and dark,
Shot out of the water as fast as a shark--
It wrapped around Robert and started to squeeze:
Yore tried to scream "HELP!" but he could barely wheeze!
Several more tentacles lashed through the air,
One grabbed Robert's head by his shock of black hair
And tore all the skin off his scalp and his face--
It was gruesome, blood splattered all over the place!
The director was screaming, the cameraman faint
I . F A I LI . F A I L1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words I repeat,
that seams meaningless
yet has a meaning,
words we all repeat,
words that make us stronger,
yet thats what we think,
what we all think,
a nother human being,
who speaks these similar words,
not every week
but day to day,
its my quote,
though its free words
for all people,
and I know it,
its what I speak to myself,
words that push you
to become stronge,
yet when I speak
these two words,
and I know it,
and I know it,
people may say otherwise
yet even if they say
in my heart
I know I fail,
its hard to belive,
that I think I fail
when I don't,
when no one does,
Yet I still think this,
how can I ?
Is somthing I question
Just how can I fail
when I do nothing
that makes me fail ?
Join.me ConversationGOD ~all: Thy god hath descended with a message.Join.me Conversation2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
GOD ~all: Go to sleep bro :I
Chibisera~all: WTF ARE YOU
Alexander-Rex~all: God, is that you?
GOD ~all: I AM GOD
Alexander-Rex~all: I see the light now
Rosell~all: GOD!!! GIMME SUPERPOWERS
Kyler McKenna~all: Wow there really is a god. :U
Chibisera~all: i do because im next to a lamp o3o
GOD ~all: NO THAT WOULD MAKE YOU OP
GOD ~all: and people would complain
Kyler McKenna~all: yeah that's pretty accurate actually c:
Rosell~all: GIMME A CAKE
GOD ~all: and tell me to nerf you
Chibisera~all: I WANNA CUPCAKE
Wolves1207~all: I am confused
Chibisera~all: MY TEACHER WOULDNT GIVE ME HERS
GOD ~all: NO
GOD ~all: MY CAKE
GOD ~all: 8I
Rosell~all: I'LL REVERT TO ATHIETISM!!! I WILL!!
Rosell~all: TOO LATE
GOD ~all: I AM NOT THAT GOD BRO
Rosell~all: which god ^_^
GOD ~all: I AM THE GOD OF FUDANSHISM
GOD ~all: 8I
Alexander-Rex~all: OH GOD THERES LIGHTNING BIG
GlassesTear-stained GlassesGlasses4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Are the only things that I can clean
Everything else remains.
Like this misshapen heart
And all those words you said to Me
Ringing in my ears.
How is It
That even when You're far away
You still manage to Break Me
So I'll just keep telling myself
There's always ups and downs
And right now we're at a Down.
Down Deeper than any place.
So farther than what I've faced.
Shaking hands that are covered with Lace
Wonder if you're going to Stay.
Or Leave Again.
All for You.
Not to Help.
But just to see my pain.
How many times can this repeat?
I guess until I stop Loving You.
His pain.When I see him looking back at me, mischief, sadness & longing all rolled up into one fleeting emotion, like a cat slinking through the shadows that are his eyes, I can see there that he misses her. It shows for one brief moment and is gone, locked behind his barriers, his pain hidden from the world. It gives him pause and he puts down the razor. He will not shave today, his testament to the world, that if she doesn't care, it doesn't matter what the rest of the world thinks. He takes a deep breath and as he exhales the mirror fogs over once more and I turn my back on him. The world will never see his weakness, my unshaven face the only sign he exists.His pain.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkened Eyesit seeps insideDarkened Eyes5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gnawing and clawing at her heart
loneliness swallowing her up
as her detached face smiles
"they can't sense the turmoil"
the bitter pain inside
as she distances herself from them
like a knife deep inside
because they make her feel alone
as she hallucinates images
in her house of glass
figments where she feels safe and warm
reality rips and tears
straight from the creative womb
and companionship's that once placated
now make her bitter and co
Spirit"dig deep..."Spirit5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
way down into depths and crevices
unopened halls in hearts
glazed with ice,
burned by frost,
scarred like a reckless soldier
nothing but throbbing emotion
in the face of battle.
the writhing masses of foes
stab and wound my heart,
try to take it under
(but i fight them)
tooth and nail
because the thought of losing
how you make me feel
makes me cold and dull inside
and so i strive for greatness
"in my heart"
and we will face the masses
(back to back)
until they turn tail and run
and i can sheathe my sword
Chains of Fearshrouded under clouds ofChains of Fear5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it stabs and wounds deep
into the core of misery
painting everything black and red
(like my soul)
but my anger ebbs and flows
that i push away from my shores
in silent twilight hours
when stars slowly brighten skies
filled with cold, empty spaces
"i want my skies to be filled
Throne and Scepterthe sky hangs low above my headThrone and Scepter5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pulling me into its soft caress
like the embrace of a lover
it wraps me in its arms
holding me in my spot as i gaze
at the azure abyss
my eyes become one with it
a more pure reflection of the sky
"and the sun sets in your eyes"
amber rays flowing from retinas
making my body feel weightless,
my heart feel omnipotent
as hands clasp, and bodies meld
my heart reigns
supreme ruler of this realm...
Pangs of Pessimism"she asks too much!"Pangs of Pessimism5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but is this enough to satisfy
full of longing and lust?
full of sighing and dust?
they won't let her be.
attempt to sacrifice
the less for more,
but she fails to hold back,
like a bursting dam.
searching for answers in flesh,
writhing and tightening,
her heart becomes cold inside.
"it's the wrong answer..."
but it's the only one she has.
no other answer but to pine
and die away...
(a cruel joke?)
if she thought the gods cared
she would curse their aging names
with thickest venom,
but she saves cur
Lament of Fear(i)Lament of Fear5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you feel the wind upon your face
it's my hand upon your brow
and when the sun heats your skin
it's my arms around you now.
despite the length or breadth between
my heart will reach your own.
somewhere deep within the heart seizes
pausing its pulsing
for a split second it fails me...
because i can feel the cold air
as disappointment crosses your eyes
(yes, i fear it also)
and so i shake and burn in silence
in fear of your eyes going blank
and your words turning cold
Guardian of Gateshis hands press against meGuardian of Gates5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
child of a broken god
from an ancient system of sand
and dried out wrappings...
(his hands press against me)
and my skin tingles beneath them
waves of heat rushing over me
like the rays of the sun
and my heart is reborn in the flames
bursting from my chest like
from a single touch my world overturns
because i have waited, longed, pined
for the lonely god's touch
to warm my flesh and make me new
to shake my body to its foundations
to fulfill the need in me
for the heart of a dusty god
crowned and laid before my eyes
so i caress it,
hold it to my chest
where it can be with me forever
The Icicle Meltsloneliness drowns herThe Icicle Melts5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
skirts in disarray, hair glued to her face
pale in bright moonlight
with tears streaming, glistening on her cheek
"so alone, so cold"
she shivers in silence
unfeeling to the arms caressing
because they only go skin deep
meaningless fondlings of lust
only slightly warming the ice around
just enough to tease out
a taste of emotion
enough to make her second guess
"and her feet falter"
Damageddoubt furrows my browDamaged5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
clouds of indecision shelter my eyes
(punish my heart)
and i can't see past them...
as the seas lurch and crash
on the shores of lust
i feel empty and cold inside.
"their feelings mean nothing to you?"
i just... don't care
the chambers flood with liquid cyanide,
a coughing and choking sensation
as lungs fill with poison.
i feel it distantly, my body fading,
but pain remains in vacant eyes.
soft flesh caressed by empty lies
Despite the Facts...chill wind cuts like knivesDespite the Facts...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
scarring the silent spans
clasping hands like lovers
they part and separate
but my heart feels no pain
i only watch as if
as prerequisite tears
fall down my cheeks
mouth upturning unnaturally
"i'm smiling dear"
isn't that what you wanted?
something fake but expected
a smile in the face of cruelty...
and empty pain rips
down my spine
you make me feel loved
Silver Keylust pulls and tugsSilver Key5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
its insistent tones sibilant in my ear
"why do you resist?"
because i can't take the pain;
the pain of rejection...
the possibility of such a thing
tightens my chest, shakes my limbs,
but i can feel the need
creeping up my spine in shivering waves
taking hold of my muscles
and forcing me upon you
the fear of you pushing me away
negated by the throbbing of my veins,
but you don't push away
you pull me forward, spur me onward
and i feel something beyond lust
A Broken Heart Still Hurtswhen i fall, i fall hardA Broken Heart Still Hurts5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my heart fractures...
your eyes boring in like a splinter
chafing and splitting
wedging its way deep inside of me
pieces flaking off,
coursing through veins
cutting and tearing paths
it burns and stings
ravaging my body and mind
stabbing at my sanity
this is what a broken heart feels
when it falls in love again...
fear of loss, pain of fear
the cracks sealing in the wrong places
leaving it jumbled and ragged
demeaning itself as it rolls
Recycled Portraitsscars run deep across the veinRecycled Portraits5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
white, hard flesh, stretching and pulling
skulking on broken legs
bleeding with snapped veins
pulsing out their vibrant paints
colouring the shredded canvas
with dark paints of passion
splashing violently to the edges
and spilling with grace
falling to the hard stone
with a painful violence
that cuts and strains
falling softly through curtains
of crimson shames and sins
i paint my heart again
refreshed, renewed, re-used
Numbsins fall deeply in this wellNumb5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
their viscous nature causing
s e p a r a t i o n
a pulsing need that pushes outwards
catching shadows in the dark
of my heart
the crevices that no one sees
where my dark nature lurks
hidden by veils of soft lust
pushing and pulsing
against sheets of fake pain
crying out against the strain
and my heart burns
inside where no one sees
as the flame burns low and hot
searing flesh and ribs
as fingers claw at soft skin
tearing holes in the perfect surface
that lies beneath my tattered soul
my inner sanctum...
wherein lies my true heart
the one that pulses with unbridled loves
stabs with u