FallenHere I am fallingFallen4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling for no purpose
Death has fallen upon me
I long for life as it slips beneath my heart
Why has this happened?
I'm overwhelmed with sweet emotion
As I keep falling
You've left me
With nothing left to show
Love MeScreaming and yellingLove Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Biting and shredding
Some cry while others don't
He sat in the corner crying
With blood on his hands and craving human flesh
"I don't want it to be like this" he shrieks
"But it must" his mother answers
He felt more alone than ever before
No one cared to give him the love he so desperately needed
"But moth-" he was cut off
"Shut up and eat." she rudely yelled
His own mother didn't even love him
He refused to eat the dead corpse of a human that was bestowed upon him
He was greeted by a shoe and slowly beaten to death
He looked at her with his eyes
He lost consciousness
His mother kept on whacking
He looked at her with grateful eyes
His pain would be over soon
He would never have to be forced to eat another "meal" again
He closed his eyes one last time never to open them again
Pokemon 'Faint' Chapter Five Pokemon "Faint" Chapter 5: The NewPokemon 'Faint' Chapter Five4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Immediately after the battle, they take me to Miss. Espeon. She tells me to call her Miz E. So I do. She seems to be better than Pikachu. I. Hate. HIM!!! He acts like he's the boss of me. He grinds my gears more than a Klink! I take a right around the corner and there's Miz E.'s room. Things should be better here. Good thing is that I got a schedule change.
Period 1: Speed (Pikachu)
Period 2: Special Attack (Miz E.)
-splice--splice-4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was winter when I decied to go to our local pokeadopt centre and get a pokemon to care for.
Pokeadopt centres were full this time of year, and so I went inside- immediately I was drawn to a tiny eevee sitting almost mournfully in the back of a shadowed cage as though all hope was lost.
I peered through the bars of the cage at the eevee, the ones who ran the pokeshelter were a bit hesitant to give him to me.
I had finally convinced them, only because I was adopting the eevee's sister, and they thought it best not to separate them.
I opened the cage a bit nervously and stuck my hand inside. The tiny pokemon shivered as my hand got close, and I stopped.
He looked almost interested, and peered at me cautiously before sniffing my outreached hand cautiously.
The other eevee sat on my shoulder, and squeaked a happy greeting to her brother.
With that he jumped onto my other shoulder. I smiled at the two eevees, and thanked the pokeadopt centre for allowing me to have them.
Many months after
Aku's RevengeSo it had been a few days ever since I had that horrible living nightmare. My DS was still in the trash bin, tomorrow was the day when the trash trucks came. My mom wanted me to go ahead and take out the garbage so we don't have to wake up early in the morning, but nighttime had already settled in. I knew that in that DS, a demonic creature was still awaiting to kill me.Aku's Revenge4 years ago in Horror More Like This
"I'm coming for you Kasuki "
His last few words leaked into my mind like a venomous fluid. I shuddered, confused if I should take out the trash or wait until the morning. But to be safe, I decided to ignore it this one night and tuck myself into bed. As I turned the bedroom's lamplight off, a void of darkness settled in. I closed my eyes, thinking about tomorrow
* * *
A sudden noise brought me to my senses. It was rather loud, so I sat upright at an instant. My chest raised and lowered, my panic-mode kicking in. I looked around my room, seeing
Amy She deceives you with her cute charm and beauty, but underneath lie a monster. She kills the innocent and eats them for a snack. First, she hypnotizes you with her blue rings. The next thing you know, she uses her tails to pump your heart full of darkness. She releases you after that. Her victims always kill themselves from the never ending depression that her darkness causes. Only those with a pure heart can survive this phase. Before you die, she rips your soul out and has it fallow her for the rest of her life. She never dies. The souls fuel her life supply. Only those of a pure heart can defeat her.Amy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She strikes at midnight exactly and only takes an hour for her to release her hellish horror. She causes complete and utter chaos. Only those she chooses survive. These are often referred to as "the chosen ones". Sometimes, no one survives. She commands the pokémon around her as if they were slaves. Little do they know, th
Writing is DeadIn stories the winners win and the losers lose. The lovers love and the haters hate. Everyone is painted in vivid black and white paints and, as a result, depth is dead. Meaning grows on stunted trees of morals, in orchards of clichés and half-ideas. Characters are as thin as dried out blades of grass and blow helplessly in the wind.Writing is Dead4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I just want to write something beautiful, but I can't. The world clings onto my feet and refuses to release me. My imagination is weighed down by heavy reality. I want to run and sing and jump and cry and laugh and cheer, but only with words and paper. And I want my words to make other people feel like that too. I want my words to fold like wonderful origami and create a world in which to escape to.
Only now I am stuck. Trapped in the orchard of clichés with
BurnMy parents came home one evening with a Gamecube disc that had "Luigi's Mansion Test 1" in plasma green Sharpie on it. The color seemed fitting for a ghost hunting game. "Don't burn." My mother said. I could tell the game was a prototype; my parents always brought them home for their work. This one was different. I noticed a small sticker that had one word on it "Burn". It was ancient too. I decided to pop it in my Gamecube and play it. I pressed the power button to see nothing out of the usual, just the cube rolling around to make the signature "G". The title screen seemed normal from my copy of Luigi's mansion.Burn4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I decided to go ahead with the game. As Luigi sticks his fat nose into the doorway, I saw that Toad wasn't there which was odd because he was always there until the blackout. I went to the spot where he usually was. I saw a shimmer. "Well this is Luigi's Mansion." I mumbled to myself. I figured worse comes to worse that I would just get a game over. I firmly pressed
The Demon Child'Be wary of the demon child, my boy,The Demon Child4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As he scuttles about the fire place,
Be careful of his wily games and ploys,
And fear his twisted face.'
The demon child moves as if a flame,
Bright, fiery, quick and red.
His image scars young eyes just
Before they run up to bed.
Cackling and dancing,
In young children's nightmares he lurks,
Spinning and creating
A dark and dangerous world,
For that is how the demon child works.
Each night he visits
The young boy's head,
And whispers words to him as he sleeps,
Words of darkness, words of peril,
To fill the young boy's heart with dread.
Once he is within you there is no escape,
His claws will never release your heart,
His presence will never desert your head,
And from here on now you and the demon child
Shall never be apart.
'Be wary of the demon child, my boy,
As he scuttles about the fire place,
Be careful of his wily games and ploys,
And fear his twisted face.'
Writer's BlockMy mind has been blank with writer's blockWriter's Block4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I find it useless to me
All it does is sit there
With nothing for me
I try to imagine
But I get emptiness instead
Who knows what will happen?
But look what I've done,
I've written a poem about writer's block!
With high hopes I leave
Only to confront it again.
ShinyI've always had this obsession over shiny pokémon. I always liked the alternate colors and the way they shimmered when they came out of their pokéball. The only thing I disliked was the sucky IVs that came with it. I could never get over how angry that made me. At the time I was breeding Pichu for a timid with Hidden Power Ice. I got a new foreign Smeargle the same day. I put him in the Day Care with my Pikachu and rode around on my bike.Shiny4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I went through the same cycle, get egg, hatch it, check nature and Hidden Power, and release into the wild. I was about to release a Pichu into the wild when I saw a red star next to it. My love for shiny pokémon grew from there. She was of a quiet nature with a poisonous Hidden Power. She wasn't useful in competitive battling, but I still loved her. I took her to the nickname rater and named her "Sun Kiss". She seemed to like that name. It made her smile whenever I said it.
It broke my heart, but I had to put her in my PC and continue
To Cling onto The Light The sun was setting outside, he could see it as its last dying streaks of light fell over the grimy street. Emrys sighed and turned away from the window. It was human nature, he supposed, to want to cling onto the light. The rest of the corridor was so dark. But still, strangely peaceful. Serene and nice, very nearly comforting. It wasn't often that those words could be applied to this place.To Cling onto The Light4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yes, he decided, it was human nature. We just can't bear to let go of anything good. Whether it was the light of the sun or life. We just can't let things die.
At last he reached the right door, the corridors were all so long here, and every door identical. To get to the right one was a matter of counting. Before he'd used to find the counting difficult but now he was so used to it that counting and walking and not losing count were like a second nature.
Perfect for MeI found youPerfect for Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You might not know it
But you are the one for me
I can tell by the way you look at me
Your eyes look lost
Mine do too
I don't know anything about you
Not even your name
Yet I love everything about you
I'm the one for you
You're the one for I
We were made for each other
That gaze in your eyes
I always hesitate to ask
But you leave before I have the Chance
I can't wait until the next time
When you make my heart swell and burst
I will not hold my breath next time
I promise to speak next time
Even if my voice will quiver
We'll have the time of our lives
Tick TockAll day I watch the clock,Tick Tock4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As seconds turn minutes into hours,
Every moment a step closer to you,
Patiently I wait for life to end,
In hopes to leave this hell,
And grow my angelic wings,
To fly me to your heaven.
DemonsOh how I was captivated by your deep silhouette against mine,Demons4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Under the influence of which we wrote our names in pavement plus forever,
A kind of innocence I couldn't resist, your hooded figure swallowed mine,
I leaned into your shoulder and repressed my shuttering wings,
As you dealt your oxygen for smoke against the abandoned building,
Planting seeds of your fading life in the ground against my desire,
Each time felt like the last time, I'll always remember that lost smile,
And I'll bury those memories six feet under, the demons awaiting their arrival.
ScentI bury my face in the pillow next to mineScent4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
desperately trying to recall your scent.
Is your smell still there?
Or do I just want it to be
my brain tricking my senses.
Or my senses tricking my brain
You're sleeping on another pillow tonight
like you have for several weeks now
And I can't help but wonder,
do you still carry the same scent?
Or did it merge with hers
creating a whole new aroma
one that fills me with pain
Or does she make you wear cologne
covering your own sweet perfume
pretending you are someone you're not
pretending you're her possession
and not mine
I bury my head in your pillow
and pretend you're still here
pretend you still love me
but I know better
The you I love is no longer here
and all I have as proof that you ever existed
is a pillow
with a fading scent