I HateI hate that I can't concentrate,I Hate4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And there are things I can't recall.
I hate the fact I can't walk straight,
- End up walking into walls.
I hate that my slow shambling gait
Makes me invariably fall.
I hate that when I medicate
It does completely bugger all.
I hate the fact I've put on weight
Despite watching what I eat.
I hate the fact my joints inflate
In this dreadful humid heat.
I hate the fact I fascinate
Every person on the street.
I hate having to educate
Every doctor that I meet.
I hate when ignorant people state
My only problem is being unfit.
I hate that I can't communicate
The problems I refuse to admit.
I hate the people who berate
And tell me not to quit.
I hate people saying I look great
When I feel like utter shit.
I hate when people discriminate
Because of things that I can't do.
I hate people who try to commiserate
- Say they know what I'm going through.
I hate religious types who speculate
That I'm only getting what I'm due.
I hate that I now alienate
The 'friends' tha
Star InmateTwo men looked out from prison barsStar Inmate4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One saw the mud, the other saw the stars -
Enraptured, he stood gazing up at them,
Forgetting for a while that he was condemned.
The first man could not stand the sight
And turned away from the starry night.
Unable to lose himself in imagination
He dwelled, instead, on his situation.
After a while as his mood grew grimmer,
The cell seemed to grow smaller and dimmer.
He could not see the serene glow
That through the open window flowed.
His cellmate couldn't understand,
His cellmate didn't know his plans.
He knew the only way to escape this place
Was to lose yourself in Death's embrace
And how could he bring himself to die,
To leave a world full of wonders and starry skies?
He focused on the bad instead,
Ignored the stars shining overhead.
He'd been doing this for so long now
He could no longer do anything but frown
But with his last shred of optimism
He would find the strength to leave this prison
And soon he would be among those stars
That shone down
Different Levels of WeeabooDifferent Levels of Weeaboo3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Welcome! If you're reading this you may be looking for important answers!
1: How can I tell if someone, my friend, or even if I am a weeaboo?
2: What are key things that every Weeaboo displays?
3: How can I help those who are so shallow?
4: Are there different stages of Weeaboo?
LOOK NO FURTHER!
The following list displays the stages of becoming like the worst weeaboo i've met yet. She will be named later.
STAGE 1: The Learner
This is the person who has JUST heard of Japan's culture and or Anime/Manga. They have no idea really what it is, or even if they like it. To identify these people is a little difficult, but i've narrowed it down to a few key traits.
 They dress somewhat average
 They might be an artist (NOT ALWAYS TRUE)
 May own Anime/Manga related trinkets
 They Might have dyed hair
 They might talk fondly of an Anime/Manga they recently watched/read.
STAGE 2: The Fan
This is someone who is a little more
End.Sitting in the cornerEnd.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling like time stopped
Holding everything together
Until the door is locked
Arms around my knees
Looking into the night
Trying to hold onto the last piece of sanity
While the darkness creeps into the room
The first of the tears slip through
Letting all emotions loose
Like the world is crashing down
Suffocating me to the ground
Nothing is right
Tired of saying I'm fine
Sick of pretending everything is alright
Slowly falling apart inside
2AM in the morning
Listening to the ticking of the clock
Syncing with the beat of my heart
Waiting for the world to stop
End it all.
Pokimono: TDoaM - Part 1Pokimono: TDoaM - Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Four and a Half Years Ago In Sky Village
The bulky Salamence man unsteadily rounded the corner, nearly toppling over a basket of berries someone had left out, speeding down the narrow streets of Sky Village. He was desperately trying to escape the Latios guardian that was hot on his heels, keeping up with him at every turn. It seemed like no matter what tactic he tried, the guy was right behind him, and it annoyed the man to no end.
As the bandit hopelessly continued his escape, the guardian Renjiro began to form a plan to affect what route the man would take so he would be forced to head out of the village, and therefore not endanger the lives of those around them. When the Salamence went down one alley, Renjiro made sure he was there to cut him off, forcing the man to go further out of the village.
[Just a bit further ]
Renjiro had been hunting down this man for a while, intending to do all he could to bring this abhorrent criminal to justice. The Salamence had rob
Crimson Love - PrologueCrimson Love - Prologue5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
</i>The air was cool as I gradually walked amongst the tombstones towards the center of the cemetery.
The moon was full, illuminating my way with a small red ring around it tonight. It was spelling out trouble, but what kind I wasnt particularly sure of.
I spotted Mark in the center of the graveyard, dressed up in his shredded tux and gorgeous gothic make up, standing in front of an open casket, red satin lining the entire coffin's insides.
He was holding a silver goblet with a bat design, and sparkling red rubies for eyes. It was enchanting, the entire scene was.
Melted candles were lit all over the place, leading me down a path in the direction of Mark. They were placed on both gravestones and on the ground, making the area flicker in magnifi
A Whole New Game- Chapter 2 -A Hunger Games StoryA Whole New Game- Chapter 2 -A Hunger Games Story2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Training
I wonder if Sammy's okay. They better be taking good care of her.
It has been almost a week since I have seen my beautiful baby sister. The train ride to the Capitol, the opening ceremonies, the preparations, it all seems like a blur. She is the only thing to me, the only thing I think of as I enter the training facility for our first day of real preparation.
I have never been in a place with so many deadly objects. Any number of the things in here could draw blood with a single touch. I hate to imagine how fast they can sever entire limbs, or heads for that matter.
Not many of the other tributes have arrived yet, the kids from Districts 1, 2, 7, and 11. The rest must still be on their way.
I previously decided that my tactics for the Games would mainly involve hiding, avoiding the other tributes until absolutely necessary. In order to do this, I have to keep my distance from them and brace myself for any kind of condition or s
A Breathtaking Kiss...A Kiss.A Breathtaking Kiss...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yet it has stunning effects.
It starts out slow,
Then it becomes more recognizable;
It becomes almost toxic to the senses.
It settles into the mind of its victim,
And he soon realizes what this is.
But he cannot do anything,
For it has already been done.
Yet it has stunning effects.
It takes the breath out of its victim
And lays him to rest.
Why Shota and Loli are badSomething has been weighing heavy on my mind lately; The aspect of Shotacon and Lolicon.Why Shota and Loli are bad4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Please understand while reading this that this is something that is very personal to me. And please also know that I'm just a normal person. I'm not highly educated. I'm simply an eighteen year old girl. I can't use big words and I'm not very good with manipulation.
But please also know that I'm not ignorant. And I can have opinions just the same.
I feel it is important to know that one of my parents is in law enforcement. I know a lot about criminology and psychology from discussions I've had with my highly trained and knowledgeable parent.
I would also like to make it clear that I'm a strong supporter in respect and tolerance. I belive in letting people belive and do what they want to, even if I don't agree with it. The only exception to this is if people are ge
Here, I will beHere, I will be2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
When the time will come,
When our hearts finally meet.
In the past,
My heart had been broken,
Broken so many times,
That the pieces of glass, Were so small,
They couldn't be pieced together.
You did something that was
You gave me a new heart,
A heart without any bruises,
A heart without any bends,
You gave me a heart,
That is so brave,
It glows bright,
So bright, That I am no longer afraid,
Afraid of my fears from the past.
In the past,
I would have never thought that such a thing,
Would be possible,
But that is love,
Love is something that amazes us,
Its powers are so unparalleled,
That we can't even begin to understand,
What lies behind the word, Love.
It is so powerful it gives us something that escapes us, Bravery.
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
Hoping to find the answer,
To what Love truly is.
The person I will love,
Look at me,
Our appearance may be different,
Our levels of Bravery are differ
start of a new endstart of a new end2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Suffering, revulsion, pain, misery
Greed, power, corruptions and lies
Sparks of war manifest itself to the world
Mistakes unhide itself to the world
past and presents connects the dots
Inevitable consequences comes along
Virus outbreaks and new disease
Starts wiping lives
Availability of jobs, constant changes of nature, extinction of rarity
A coming of struggles
Survival and War games
will start of a new end
What Your Love Meant To MeOnce again, breathing in the silence of the night, and discovering all the lies that fade away in the darkness.What Your Love Meant To Me4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Repeating those last words you said. The ones that destroyed this bond and transformed it to an everlasting memory. The words that killed the very last trace of love and gave place to this raging insanity.
I have been reborn with the many that have died alone... and my soul has darkenned, almost fading again.
Now I burry myself in the ashes of the person I used to be and I will find a way to live without knowing what I was.
Now I will live in the darkness...and I will follow the shadows ... till the day when I can remember ...what your love had meant to me and what I used to be...when I was still alive.
DistractionI wish you left the radio on,Distraction2 years ago in Settings More Like This
So I'd think someone was
Here with me.
Empty ceilings, floors,
Wood creaks with no-one's steps.
Stroke the walls, feel dents
Caved from lost fists.
Dull lights ache my eyes,
As I find myself busy with nothing.
the god that was never therethe god that was never there2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
i watched a man speak once. he told of the stars, planets, and people- and how they all came to being. some people say a picture is worth a thousand words, but no one ever gives the worth of words that create images. he created images of blackness- of a non-existent identity.
he told me about the birth and made very clear that it was the only beginning that ever really existed. he said, "the creation of something is the start- and nothing happens before the start. there is no god to shoot a gun or shout, 'go'". there was no time- and time is really the only living thing to this very day.
my head collapses inwards- my eyes explode with small white lights and swirling colors.
i have seen people wearing beige sweaters and carrying meaningless charts, and they always seem to win at life. i see you become one of these people- your dreams are rotten, and your hope is only there as a survival tactic. i used to think that i knew you, and you told me what you thought right.
you spoke about life
Behind the Brick WallDays seem to be longer here.Behind the Brick Wall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe it's the sight of the brick wall rusting or the slow and quiet dripping from the moldy pipes. Maybe it could be the saw dust trucks edging carefully to and from the garages' doors.
There are a lot of reasons that my days here move at a snail's pace. But reasons I can never seem to erase from my head are the curious eyes that always stare. The little blonde wisps peek from around the wall's corner. Tiny kitten eyes and shiny, pearly skin glimmer from afar.
The curious kitten gapes past the dew glazed grass and onto my limp frame. I flip on my hood, ignoring the eyes, but always fail; catching myself watching those little kitten eyes.
Twenty-one days move gradually past and still the eyes won't disappear.
Rain pours violently and umbrella wires show. The tiny blonde wisps fall flat in a yellow stream, and glowing kitten eyes reflect a dirty face, dripping in black, and lost in a maze. Why is my face in that little kitten's gaze?
Flawed PorcelainPorcelain,Flawed Porcelain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Epitome of what Everyone Craves-Everyone wants a Beautiful Soul,
a Clear Conscious,
a Nonexistant Past.
But you Can't Always have what You Want.
Porcelain, like Everything Else,
Can be Tainted,
The very Destruction-of your own Mind,
your own Body,
your own Life.
Just a Simple Puncture of Any Size
causes the Porcelain to Lose so much of its Value.
It's No Longer Beautiful,
For Now it is Flawed Beyond Repair.
A Trickle of Red,
Spreading Across the Surface,
Shining in the Light of Day,
for Everyone to See.
This is your True Soul.
It's not Beautiful at all-
Yet this New Colour,
Blends Perfectly with its Canvas,
And that's what Makes it so Captivating,
So Gorgeous in the Eyes of the Delusional Humans that Roam the Earth.
Your Soul is Deranged,
Yet it just Adds to your Beauty.
Correction, My Biotch! ReaderXAmerica One-ShotCorrection, My Biotch! ReaderXAmerica One-Shot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What a smartass..." You thought as your American boyfriend sat on the couch, eating hamburgers, and playing video games. There were video game cases, bowls that used to be filled with ice cream, and hamburger wrappers everywhere. Not to mention many more junkfood wrappers. You sighed. Ever since America was reminded of his "I'LL DO WHAT I WANT BIOTCH!" scene/line/phrase is his show, Hetalia...well, he did exactly that.
You were sick of it. He hasn't told you that phrase/line yet but if he ever did...oh boy was he in for it. God knows exactly what you would do to Alfred if he even dared to call you a biotch or even tell you that he does whatever he wants. Hell no. He WILL listen to you.
You decided to sit next to him as he played his video game, Final Fantasy. It was rare for him to play this game. He usually played his war games like Call of Duty or Medal of Honor. And you hated both of them. It kept him WAY to occupied. Well, at least he didn't play any of the games like Japan played
A Tinge of DesireLost in the starlightA Tinge of Desire3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stuttering through love-flushed dreams
and waking up
with the taste of desire
carved across my torn, ever-blooming lips.
You are a whole new world,
almost too beautiful for my scarred eyes to bear.
I want to explore you;
let my fingers traverse the length of your spine
play hide-and-go-seek within the hollows of your collarbone
learn the untamed winds of your breath
and the way it feels, ever-so-soft against my neck.
I want to play the piano keys of your slender ribcage
and sing to the metronome of your miraculous butterfly-pulse
I want to dance
along the contours of your hips
and breathe in the scent
of your spidersilk-tangled hair.
Beautiful girl, I want to hold you in my arms
and kiss away each and every
to ever scar your wrists.
I could thaw your delicate,
between my callused hands
if only you'd trust me
enough to let me try.
Rin and Len FanFiction Ch. 13Rin and Len FanFiction Ch. 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Akaito! Hey!" Meiko ran over, she was nearly naked, and wearing a lot of make up.
"Hey Babe! Rinny!" Akaito said hugging her.
"Hey Rin..." Len walked over. He looked at me for a minute. "You look... Really good..." He grabbed my hand and walked me over to the towels and umbrella. We sat down. "So what do you want to do?"
"Uh... Sitting here is nice. I don't think I should go into the water..." I scooted closer to him.
"Why what's wrong? It's really hot outside." He put his arm around me.
"Well... I don't know how to swim, we always had a three foot pool at my house."
"We don't have to go very deep, just at our thighs." He stood and helped me up.
"I will be with you the whole time. I promise I won't let go of your hand. You can trust me." It took me a minute to think, but I nodded. Len took off his shirt and we walk
If You and IIf You and I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you and I,
Were to live another day,
Known as tomorrow,
Would I be able to accept,
Such a sorrow.
If you and I,
Were to live another moment,
Relive that moment,
Because I wouldn't,
Be able to get enough,
If you and I,
Could be together,
Would that be enough time,
For me to show you all the love,
That I may hold for you?
If you and I,
Were to leave each other,
At this moment,
Would you forget me?
Never think about me,
Even if it was just another moment?
If you and I,
Could live another night,
Would you be sleepless,
Right beside me,
In this sleepless night.
If you and I,
Without a trace, Tonight,
Would I be able to fill the void?
The void that would remain,
In my heart,
For all the nights,
Of my life.
DaydreamsDaydreams3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I slip into a reverie
Thinking of you
Wishing you were here
Here with me
I gaze off into the distance blankly
Your voice is all I hear
Your face is all I see
All I see is you
I'm a Half-Blood ch. 25I'm a Half-Blood ch. 252 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ω Twenty-five Ω
Into the Woods
"Okay, Carson, I'm going to apply nectar on your cut, so try not to move much, alright?"
Pamela moved around and grabbed his arm very softly, removing the red-stained cloth from what used to be his sleeve and then turned to me.
"Michel could you hand me the nectar, please?" she said and nodded to her bag outside the tent.
I nodded and took a deep breath from relieve. One of the things I just couldn't stand to see were big cuts and blood. They would make me nauseous and after a while it would cause me to throw up. I walked outside and began to look through the first aid kit that was on top of her stuff, looking for the food of the gods that Carson needed.
"How is he?" Hazel asked worriedly. I glanced towards the campfire the team had made to keep warm and looked at her. "I mean, is he going toyou knowmake it?"
Her question made my heart shrink. "Yeah, I think he will," I lied and turned back to the bag and continued looking. "Accord
Earth Day 2012 - Tag der ErdeMitte April. Der Regen, der gewöhnlicherweise jeden Tag kam, kommt auch heute wieder.Earth Day 2012 - Tag der Erde2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ich stehe draußen, nachdem ich im Wald angekommen war und schaue hoch. Wie kleine Diamanten kommen die Regentropfen auf mich zu - klein, aber doch da.
Es scheint, als bliebe die Welt stehen - nichts regt sich, kein Geräusch. Nichts. Nur die Natur und ich im Einklang.
Die untergehende Sonne wärmt mein Gesicht und kitzelt meinen Körper, während der leichte Wind in Verbindung mit den Regentropfen Gänsehaut an meinem ganzen Körper verursacht. Es plätschert leise auf den Blättern und der Boden gibt leicht nach, während ich darauf gehe.
Ich atme tief ein und frische, vom Regen geschwängerte Luft erfüllt meinen Körper, fließt durch meine Adern.
Leise rascheln die Bäume und zwitschern die Vögel wieder, und ich setze meinen Gang fort.
Auf zu neuen Ufern.
Auf zu neuen Erfahrungen.
In die Zukunft blickend mit der Sonne im