Red RushWhat is this, blood?Red Rush2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s slowly dripping
I don’t remember getting cut
But here I am, bleeding
It feels nice though
Another example of me being human
It feels nice knowing I can bleed
I’m not just an emotionless robot
More and more blood
It’s starting to rush now
What is this feeling?
Is this my adrenaline kicking in
Or am I having anxiety?
Whoa, everything is getting lighter
I can hardly support myself
Where did the adrenaline go?
“Well, I guess I’m too human.”
And just like that, he fell to a small pool
Of his own blood, dead
TG : The Artefacts : Part 1TG : The Artefacts : Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Look at that ! There's an hidden spell in this book, nya...
- Oh, it's hard to read it, it's so small... You have done a good job to find it, moo !
- It's written that with this spell, I can create powerful artefacts, nya !
- Try it, moo !
- "Delabopitirasu" !
- ... ? This spell does'nt work, moo...
- Ah, I didn't see that it's written that the artefacts are randomly dispersed 5 km around us, nya...
- Don't worry, it's not so important, moo... Let's go, Erica are waiting for us, moo.
- Oh, I had forgotten, nya !
- It's so boring here, Daniel...
- Yep... If only something supernaturel could happen, it would be so fun...
- it depends wether what could happen...
- I don't see how something supernaturel can be annoying ?
- Supernaturel doesn't mean fun...
- ...Set an example ?
- I don't know... Imagine a pen that, when you write with it on someone's skin, would transform him according to what's written... It would be intriguing, but not very fun...
- Are you kidding me ? It wou
Hesitation... Why have I been hesitating for so long?Hesitation...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Am I afraid of failure? Yes.
Am I afraid of change? Yes.
Am I afraid I'd lose something else? Yes.
Am I afraid to take a risk? Yes.
Do I fear I'll succeed? Yes.
Do I fear things will finally change? Yes.
Do I fear I'd gain something? Yes.
Am I afraid to be happy? Yes, terrified.
I thank you, darlingI thank you, darlingI thank you, darling2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the banter of a brother
The trust of a friend
And the closeness of a lover
We are but distant and fading stars, lost in the consternation of the ever-senentious sky in the thousands
Stay with me in the coldYou said you missedStay with me in the cold3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The sighing hills
And foreign paradise
That is your home
So I told you
I'll help you get used
To the cold
It's not so bad
Once the clouds
Become your cloak
And the rain
Green, green can be hidden in
Moss covers imperfections
The wind is just another song
Yet to be sung
You'll get used to the cold
It's not all that bad
With words to warm
LunaticI haven't always been like this. I was pretty normal as a teenager. Moody, rude and inseparable from my Nokia phone and Claire's Accessories bangles. Much to my parents' glee (and my personal chagrin) I didn't do at all badly at school. Three Bs in A-Level English, Psychology and Maths. I did one year of a Sociology degree before deciding I was fed up with exams and packing it in. Six months later, my problems started.Lunatic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was just shy of twenty, living in a studio flat four minutes from Woolwich Arsenal, with a maxed-out credit card, a library of takeaway menus and a Russian hamster called Mojo Jojo. I was working in the canteen at Belmarsh Prison, dishing up slop to a delightful assortment of Category A offenders. The Puberty Fairy had given me cleavage you could hide a pencil case in, so I was expecting the leery comments from the inmates. What I wasn't expecting was the day one of them bit me.
"That must have given you a real shock. Why don't we talk about it?"
I shrug. The man acros
Spider SilkA summer's eveSpider Silk3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lying in the cool grass
Of days gone by
And I could get lost
In your blue skies of spider silk
I wake in the half-sweet exhaust
Of some smoker's trail,
The last vestiges of one
Who was so tangibly here...
Sitting with you
under an eternally starry sky
These memories bathed
In perpetual light...
I'm seeing your eyes in everyone else,
And these long-lost memories begin...
It's not them I want; it's you that I crave,
And your waves come crashing again.
Your imprints are everywhere
In everything I see,
Dreaming of a time
When again we would be
Into the familiar abyss,
And the moments that never happened
Are the ones that I miss.
MAH TWILIGHT FANFICWARNING: SPOILERS AND SHITMAH TWILIGHT FANFIC6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leik omg, I just read twilight and it is leik the best book ever. srsly guys, go read it nao cuz it's rlly good n stuff. So I wrote this fanfic cuz, leik bella and Edward 4ever! so this is the part rite after bella and edward get hitched and they go off and have som srsly hawt secks, mmkay yeah here we go:
Edward rolled off of Bella and lay on his back, staring up into the sky with an expression of disgust. Bella looked over at him, troubled by his expression.
"What's wrong Edward?" she asked. He glanced at her, nothing but contempt in his eyes. Bella shuddered, he'd never looked at her that way before.
"What's wrong?" he mocked. "What's wrong? I search for more than a century and all I can find is a girl with a personality I like?! Hell no! I can do better."
Bella sat in shock, staring at his flawless features. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't make words happen.
"But, I--I don't understand!" she finally cried out. "What is it? What d
Storm of the NightStorm of the Night6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In a little tabern of the howling night
Where man and shadows are born
They feast, they talk, they cheer and growl
And drink like there was no sorrow
In service of war they fight to death
Receiving all glory and gold
Except for one fellow, his stories unkown
And all he has is his dreams
To find a land, after spilling blood
Conquering his deepest desires
The dames enchanted, The pleasure taken
And a statue in his great honour
The travellers found the biggest advice
Never fight the cold and the rain
Sometimes the eyes only see the sights
And the storm is the greatest of pain
Ending the travel of life
We seek distant magic places
To claim their ways as our own
But the worst of all
is to wake from the dark
And find you're still in dry land
You get the mightest crew you find
Leading them all to heaven
You're cursed to drown
Your hope will be lost
while your boat fades in the waves
Travelling ReflectionI watch my reflectionTravelling Reflection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the landscapes in her eyes
The sky erases her hair
And her features fade into the atmosphere
I follow her gaze
While the world rushes by
The sun sinks
Into a new horizon
The space left behind
Her expression never changes
For it matches my mask
But she remains
A stranger to me
In every glance she is
On the other side
Of the train
Mock (Writing Prompt)Mocking me-Mock (Writing Prompt)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everybody is mocking me.
Their eyes are laughing at me,
I want to disappear.
I try to speak,
But they just talk over me.
I try to stand up,
But they push me right back down.
What do I do?
I feel lost,
Even though I know exactly where I am...
My head is spinning,
And they're laughing,
Laughing at my tears,
Laughing at my screams.
Why is everybody mocking me?
It doesn't make sense.
It doesn't make sense!
IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!
I wake up.
I hope it was only just a dream.
The Devil's Sons(MEETING THE DEVIL)The Devil's Sons3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was once a youth who grew bored of his life in the fields, so he set forth to seek out the Devil and learn his ways. After days and nights of travelling, he came across the mountain so cold that even snow would not settle. Here he called "Oh Devil, will you not let me in so I may learn your ways?" and a small door hinged with bones opened into the summit.
The youth, tired from his journey, entered the door and stepped into a cave black as night. So fatigued was he, that he quite forgot his mission and thought to himself 'I shall rest awhile so as to be fresh when I wake'. For several hours the youth slept deeply. When he awoke, he found seven men of varying ages standing over him. Thinking they wished to harm him, he sprang to his feet and drew his sword.
"Put away your weapon, we have come to take you to our father, the Devil" said they. So the youth sheathed his sword and followed the seven brothers a mile into the mountain. After a while they came to anothe
The End Of My ExistenceThe end of my existenceThe End Of My Existence2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don’t know how near it is
Is it here now?
Is it lurking in my shadow just waiting, waiting for a moment to strike?
Waiting for the perfect moment to take me away from all I’ve ever known
I hate to be cliché, but I really want to know
Who would miss me if I were to suddenly disappear?
No, don’t get me wrong, I’m not asking for the attention
I don’t want people to say “Oh honey how could you say that, of course we’d miss you”
No, don’t feed me any of that shit
I don’t crave the answers like some starving animal digging through the garbage for scraps
I’m honestly curious as to who would miss me and why, it’s not that hard to grasp
The end of my existence
I don’t know how far away it is
I don’t know how much time I truly have left
Even the healthiest of people die off of heart attacks, you know
It’s not something you can prevent
I accept the fact that one day I will di