Suicide.Goodbye, tonight.Suicide.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My last fright, our last fright.
When it comes I'll look away,
Begin to pray, I'm that afraid;
No, it's not a play.
When you see, you'll feel all you've done to me.
How I came to be, how I split in 3.
Just be sure to always remember me.
Now I'm ready,
Can't feel greedy.
Goodbye, here comes the levity;
To see me free,
From all the cheating, thieving, leaving,
All need me, just hear me, can't see me, goodbye lovely.
FATFAT11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So used to eating whatever the hell you want,
Shoving a thousand cookies down your throat
and not a single one makes a difference.
You eat and eat and never have to worry about your butt
Or your thighs
Or your face
Or your stomache
Loaves of bread and cheese and deserts all just for you
And you eat it all happily
It comes in like a tornado and
Stays for a good, long while.
Soon, those cookies give you acne
And those hot foods make you sweat,
Smells and delights now make you sick and you hurt
Oh, how much you love the food,
And the habit you made breaks you,
But all you can do is eat
She's EvilShe's evil.She's Evil3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ugly, like a witch.
Not bothering to care.
Though she dresses fine,
All nice and divine.
Criticizing you behind your back.
Everyone loves her.
She definitely isn't nice to anyone...
So...why do people love her so?
She acts very well.
She puts a fake sincere smile on her face.
And when your gone.
The niceness that was there,
But wasn't really there.
Detour To Berries - PW-R-025Detour to BerriesDetour To Berries - PW-R-0254 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Light winds rustled through the air as Alex continued on her way, the weather perfect and the sun streaming down upon her. As much as she tended to run along the various routes she traveled, between tiring out and the pleasant surroundings, walking seemed far more appropriate. After all, what was the point of traveling if you didn't occasionally stop to smell the roses? If nothing else, there was less chance that you'd miss out on something good.
"Ark-ark?" She looked to her shoulder to find a familiar Archen looking at her expectantly. "Ken archen."
"Getting hungry, huh?" At Pteryx' nod, Alex smiled and moved off the path into the shadow of a tree. "Well, it wouldn't hurt to stop for a snack. Just be patient and wait, and I'll see what I can find for you."
Pteryx hopped off her trainer's shoulder as Alex knelt down and slung off her backpack. While her trainer began going through a side pocket in search of kibble, however, the little Archen caught a whiff of somethin
Beware The CarniesThe festival has come to townBeware The Carnies4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With rides for all to enjoy
Tasty food to sink your teeth in
With a refreshing beverage to wash it down
Then comes the games
Where the carnies reside
Ready to strike at you
Persuade you with sweet words
You got a lover?
Wanna try your luck?
Win them a prize
To impress them
Then try your luck
At the hoop game
Knock down the barrels
Try to hit the cans
Try for the biggest prize
A lovely stuffed animal
To decorate your room
What's there to lose
The only thing you lose
Is all your money
When you try to win big
At such games
Carnies are tricky gypsy
Trying to con you
Pulling the tricks
Without you knowing
They rig the air guns
Making the rings smaller
To not fit around the rings
Always put small under balloons
As you try to win a Smurf
Perhaps a cute little domo
Even a Hello Kitty if you can
You'll only come home with a tiny plush
To show you've done your best try
Don't blame the carnies
I'm sure they got a reason
They need the extra money
To feed their carnie
A Funny Catholic StoryLittle Mary Margaret was not the best student inA Funny Catholic Story8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Catholic School .
Usually she slept through the class.
One day her teacher, a Nun, called on her while
she was sleeping.
'Tell me Mary Margaret, who created the universe?'
When Mary Margaret didn't stir, little Johnny who
was her friend
sitting behind her, took his pencil and jabbed her
in the rear.
shouted Mary Margaret.
The Nun said, 'Very good' and continued teaching
A little later the Nun asked Mary Margaret, 'Who
is our Lord and
But Mary didn't stir from her slumber Once again,
Johnny came to
her rescue and stuck Mary Margaret in the butt.
'Jesus Christ!!!' shouted Mary Margaret and the
Nun once again
said,'Very good,' and Mary Margaret fell back
The Nun asked her a third question...'What did Eve
say to Adam
after she had her twenty-third child?'
Again, Johnny came to the rescue.
This time Mary Margaret jumped up and shouted, 'If
you stick that
damn thing in me one more time, I'll break it
How to Pee Standing UpI recently realized there is no guide for this anywhere in our group. I've been aware for quite a while that it's not only possible, but relatively simple to pee whilst standing up in a urinal like any other guy, without making a mess.How to Pee Standing Up5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Get over your fear. No one is looking. No one WANTS to look. Peeing isn't sexy. No one cares, no one will notice. If anything, you're confirming to people who weren't entirely sure that "I am a boy who just looks sort of female."
2. Pull your pants down to just under your butt. You don't want to do this in a short shirt, I suggest (at least until you're good at aim) wearing shirts that go down to about where your fingers are when standing relaxed. Eventually, with some work, you can pee through the fly of regular jeans without pulling down too far, but I've never managed it and I've been trying for a few months now.
3. Stand with your feet about shoulder width apart, crotch forward, shoulders back. This assists in aim, and this position helps first of
The Black of NightThe Black of Night3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Black of Night
"Hey there Fuji~" Howl purred deeply as he crept up behind Fujimoto, totally dressed in a batman outfit.
"Oh gods!! You almost gave me a heart attack Howl!" Fujimoto's hair stuck up on end as he tried to catch his breath. The red head was still in his normal clothes, much to Howl's disappointment, as Fujimoto was hanging up some paper bats and brooms he and Brun--Ponyo made the day before.
Once the red haired caught his breath, he went back to work on the decorations as he muttered about humans and their festivities.
Howl frowned as he wrapped his arms around the red head, nuzzling his nose in the nape of his lover's neck, "Why aren't you dressed in the outfit I picked for you?"
Fujimoto glanced back at the raven haired, "That cat costume??"
"It's the Cheshire...and you don't like it?" Howl pouted as he gave the older man puppy-dog eyes.
Fujimoto flinched as he muttered, "...I...but those ears..."
"Here, why don't I finish this up and you go put on your costume!" The
Gamers ARE the Industry!Gamers ARE the Industry!1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Without us (gamers).. none of these devs or journalists would have jobs. It's time to
stop complaining and saying "I'm not interested" or "I just wanna play games".
We have to start working together to fight the corruption in the industry and shove
out the Social Justice Nonsense that's been plaguing our games.
Perfection.PERFECTIONPerfection.6 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The things heard, turn out to be true.
Worthless. Nobody really needs you.
Lack of a purpose, once empty inside.
Now filled by loathing, believing lies.
To stare still blind, only brings worse.
Crawling tears. Today I must reverse.
So changing, ending the broken frame.
Anything to be, but can't stay the same.
To be good, to be better, to not be me.
Distorted mental images. A Shape to be.
Internal rocks interrupt to go straight.
Then the lied to lies. Lies gain weight.
The skeletal groans hit a hard heart.
Soaking on musts. Never left start.
I can't go back. So it slowly implodes.
Falling in on itself. On a cracking road.
The hate sent poring from veins.
No other option. Bound by chains.
What wanted well became so ill,
Because of a sick desire to fulfill.
Wide glossy eyes eternally closed.
Defeated. Nothing left. Exposed.
The wrinkles grow longer each day.
Blades duller. As all withers away.
Each cell even di
BlindBlindBlind5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its as if I'm blind.
No windows, no color,
So darkness on my mind.
Not a soul for miles,
Who would care.
No one ever smiles.
Cold are the beds,
The room, and the people.
I'm sure that's the meds.
If nothing more I mind so much,
The alone time.
No feeling, no touch.
So I sit and unwind,
Sensing nothing at all.
Its as if I'm blind.
The Miracle of HopeMy name is Matthew and this story is about my love, Enid.The Miracle of Hope4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Enid has cancer, a deadly cancer of the lungs, very advanced small cell lung cancer.
The tumour spreads very quickly, and so we've been told only 5% of people live through it after being diagnosed.
Enid is not one of those 5%.
At first, we tried to hide it, tried to pretend it wasn't happening, but now we know it wasn't going to be that way.
Enid is probably only going to live until the end of next month, the 31st of May.
I love her.
I love her with all my heart and soul, so, today, I'm going to propose.
I was as nervous as anyone else could be; I've taken the day off work running along the path in a suit holding a tiny box containing the ring.
I knew where Enid would be; in the park where her father had been spending her last few months with her since she had been diagnosed.
I could see her now as I entered the gates, I slowed down but it was like trying to calm a spooked, galloping horse.
I drew to a stop as I reached Enid. Sh
They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:They Watch You Sleep4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...
On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.
It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...
These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl
It is said that their eyes are like obsidian doorways;
Which hold the key to the depths of the mind.
But none have the courage to look within them;
Afraid of what they'll find...
So my only advice to the weary traveller
Is to believe in the safety of the tavern
Do not look toward the darkest of corners
or you might just stir their cavern...
Reaching For A MirrorReaching For A Mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching For A Mirror
Listen, sooner or later you're going to have to look me in the eyes, it's unavoidable
It's going to be that time when you let your guard down, your reaction will be recognizable
I don't know if you're able to face me yet, but you need an intervention, because this is personal
You're not going to like what I have to say to you, I know you're going to resist, you're so predictable
What exactly do you know? You know NOTHING! Because left you a long time ago
We don't need to talk, you don't even really exist to me, you don't have power anymore
There's nothing you can say to me that might help, not even by a little, so just leave me alone
Don't even speak to me, don't try and "get through" to me, it's useless now, so please, just go
I don't know where I went wrong, I've already told you that I've only ever tried my very best
You need to quit being stubborn, stop this foolishness, remember who you are, and never forget
Before you took
Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girlYes, I am a teenage girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I am okay with mice
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I'm different
Yes, I'm strange
Yes, I'm my own person
Why is that bad?
Why do you hate me for that?
Why can't I just be myself without your criticism?
Why is it horrible if I'm not just like you?
I don't have a problem with it
Maybe the problem
Moon Pendant- Chapter One Sneak PeakA small, yet majestic, stone castle stood just west from the centre of the forest, where the child had been found. It was lit up and vibrant, but something inside was unsettling.Moon Pendant- Chapter One Sneak Peak4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Damn it all!" A small fist came down and hit a wooden table with such force that it shattered into many small pieces
A young girl with blond ringlettes, a small frame, and amber eyes peered around the corner of the doorway, then slowly entered the room.
She had her pink, long sleeve dress, bunched up in her arms, she was using it as security, a place to hide, in case she needed to take cover.
"Sister, please? What is it?" She asked soothingly, but no one answered, instead, two crimson eyes glowed in the darkness of the room.
The other girl laughed in a high pitch cackle. She began to walk out of the dark corner, into the light.
She had long, brown and blond hair, and her bangs stuck up straight in three spikes, but her face was pale, and chiseled perfecty, like a stone angel.
"The prophecy..." She whispered i
Alive Not.She doesn't have thick locks,Alive Not.5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Nor does she have tan flesh.
She's not one to fidget much,
And isn't big on talking.
In fact, She doesn't do much of anything.
Might not even think.
But I don't find it odd,
Because she is not breathing.
unrequited disasterIf knowledge is experienceunrequited disaster4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that time has saved for us
If emotions come from knowledge
why is it such a fuss
If love is an emotion
then please tell me this
Why did I fall in love
from a small innocent kiss
My feelings can change
but my love will always be
Too bad that this will only
ever be heard from me
Stay AwhileCome my friend, have a seat with me and sit a spell. Listen to my music and let it carry you away while you forget your worries. Let it wrap around you as you float along. No need to think or worry. Just rest your weary head as I share my silent comfort with you. Lay your head in my lap and let me smooth those lines from your brow. I'll carry your burden to let you rest awhile. I'll take care of things so you can relax and just let yourself be. My fingers slowly combing through your hair, taking your stress with each pass. Close those weary eyes and listen to my song as I hum along. We can simply lay and enjoy this lovely sunny day. Nowhere to be, nothing to do, but lay back and let it go. Let the sun warm your soul while my presence helps relax you. I've got you and I'll keep you free and safe. We can sit beneath the shade of a tree or lay on a couch as we watch the time drift away. No pressing concerns to touch us here. Just you and me, being free. Come stay awhile with me and let yoStay Awhile4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
121812.15.07--2:44am12188 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hey, i miss you.
you, who knows me,
or who i'd like to know me...
of that i'm not sure.
i don't know what happened
but i know it's different now.
at first the change was huge,
earth-shattering to me,
but as i pick up my peices
and hope some fit in with yours,
it's better, almost.
i can sense the subtle differences though,
and for some reason i'm glad.
before i was a fool,
though i think i still am.
i need to not need you,
because i am strong, self-reliable.
i need to see you on the outside, looking in...
because that's all i've ever known.
the truth is i'm not 'me' anymore.
i don't know what's going on,
and against better judgment i try so hard to sort it out...
i miss you now, more than ever,
but i know it's not time yet.
i need to find myself first,
highlight who i am, fit into my skin.
i've known you before, i'm sure of it,
and when the time comes we can meet again
and it will be better, because
this is the one thing i'm certain of.
so goodnight for now,
i'll find y
Bully"Stupid," "Ugly," "Useless," "Sad."Bully3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Emo," "Silent," "Paranoid," "Mad."
"Ashamed," "Afraid," "Crazy," "Stuck."
"Disgusting," "Alone," "Pathetic," "Out of Luck."
The words never spoken,
Yet always heard.
Not from people around me,
No, that's absurd.
I've heard these words,
Time after time,
They always pierce my heart,
They continuously cross my mind.
But these words were never said.
Never once directed at me.
Maybe they never became reality,
But I saw them spoken in my mentality.
These are the words of a bully.
The words that can tear me apart.
The words that can no longer be erased,
Because they have entered my heart.
This person who speaks them,
I know them quite well.
They have countless words in their head,
They have many stories to tell.
I don't know why they want me
To take all of the blame.
It might be for vengeance,
It might be from their own shame.
But the owner of these words,
The words that repeat,
Have caused me great fear,
Have led to my defeat.
This person I know,
Whom I d