Too Much?Too much?Too Much?10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’ve waited so long for this….” Terry thought to herself, staring at the beaker of purple serum sitting on the table in front of her, bubbling merrily. It was still sealed. Beside it lay the cardboard box it had come in, shredded by the blue vixen in her haste to finally lay her hands on the serum. Terry had long had a desire to become better, to become more desirable, and after a long search she’d found a doctor that would help her to achieve her goal. She was able to get in touch with a female doctor that headed up a clinic for nonsurgical enhancement, Dr. Samantha White. Terry immediately heard back from the doctor. Shortly after that Dr. White said she was sending a dose of a new serum that would boost the size of her assets, particularly her chest. Terry had waited a week for the serum to arrive and at last it was here. Taking a moment to examine her body, she ran her hands sensually around her curves, as if she were saying goodbye. She al
Please Catch My Bluff Before You DieBreak my heart once,Please Catch My Bluff Before You Die2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shame on me for knowing you were always trouble
Snap in half twice,
I will murder you in the blink of an eye
Because my fantasies tend to come alive through my
You'll wish you had never heard
me breathe a laugh.
But will you realize that this is all a lie,
I can't stop dreaming of how much I want you dead
So I can stop thinking about how much I want you.
Hallucinations From YesteryearsI cut myself apart when I flashback to our last kiss;Hallucinations From Yesteryears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
you played me like a drum, lovelessly rough,
as if you were trying to tear something you built.
you shattered me like glass
meanwhile I took you apart like legos;
i wanted your wounds to heal with regret
but i'm still here in this corner,
until - - - -
The Caterpillar's CocoonThe Caterpillar's Cocoon2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This story was inspired by a fantastic picture by Leila Stoat, which can be seen here: The Curious Case of the Neon Caterpillar.
This is my first story in seven years, so let me know what you think - enjoy!
Deep within the woods, miles from any permanent civilization, a place known only to campers, fisherman, hikers, and bears - lived a tiny little caterpillar. Unlike most yellow and black varieties that inhabited the area, this tiny little fellow shone bright with highlight of pink and green, and remained well hidden and invisible to the people that enjoyed the ambiance of his woodland home.
The tiny caterpillar enjoyed his solitude and privacy, but was fascinated by the strange gatherings that would sometimes take place near his home. Strange, wonderful creatures, tall, colourful things walking on two legs, carrying glowing sticks with two arms, would sometimes conve
Proud to be white.I am proud to be white.Proud to be white.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There I said it.
Why shouldn't I be?
My heritage has nothing to do with myself.
My ancestors have committed no crimes.
They have kept no slaves.
So I am proud to be white.
My family has served in every American war.
From the revolution to Vietnam.
We fought with the North in the civil war.
We cried when Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Died.
My heritage is a part of who I am.
People say that everyone is equal nowadays,
But that's not true
We have the special offers based on race.
Even in the school I grew up in
There was the African-American club,
The Indian club,
The Latino club.
We cant preach equality
Unless we teach people to take pride
In who they are.
I was never taught this
I was taught I had it easier
Because I was white
I was taught
To be humble
Because of what other white people had done
I was taught
To treat others better than I treated myself
Because if I didn't
I was being racist.
I believe without a doubt
That our society doesn't have equality.
A Polished White SinkA Polished White Sink:A Polished White Sink2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I had to call this world a blessing;
I think I'd say 'I find it damn depressing.'
You might think I'm stupid from how I'm dressing,
But this is just the heart I feel like wearing.
I see street corners and absent youth;
Don't pretend you don't ever see the night.
Cause when it turns dark, the maggots start crawling;
Looks like God decided to shut out the light.
I can warm my hands on fire and watch the people go,
They don't know who I am, I just go with the flow.
I see streets that seem empty, clogged to the brink;
But that's the reality deep beneath the sink.
It looks clean on the outside, polished porcelain white,
But inside of the pipes are what you keep out of sight.
Yet they're already straining and distorted with strain;
Soon the flood water comes flowing, wash away with the rain.
-Unofficial release from Chen Yuan Wen, 8th April 2013
The Rebirth Of My InnocenceHow dare I -The Rebirth Of My Innocence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
want to confess
But I'll whisper them after you close your eyes
I can cry myself to sleep.
And as broken as you are-
i still want you to find my heart
even though you've stole it
I fell in love with a pathological liar,
but with you -
i want you to catch me
because everything that falls
eventually breaks apart.
.as if murdering a suicidal.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
girl would make you a killer,
if anything - - -
- - -
you're my hero.
In Her Toxic Vocal Cordsit's as if i'm hearing my voiceIn Her Toxic Vocal Cords1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the past before hell pulled
the trigger at my heart.
she has me hexed with a 720-P
rifle already aimed at his head;
she smells a dismantler of organs -
& as my lungs breathe out ice against
his lips -
i pray i have the strength to murder
but i won't because i must love
my emotions to waltz like tornadoes.
"please don't slash my heart, or
i'll just have to cremate yours
Making a wildcardHazel thrashed her controller violently, her kart span to one side in a frenzy, there was a giggle from her friend sat beside her as Maria sailed past and took first place, snatching it from right under Hazels nose.Making a wildcard6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hah! exclaimed the blonde pigtailed girl, I told you Ive been practicing! she gloated as Hazel sulked.
Fine Hazel sighed, opening her closet she pulled out a large golden painted cardboard crown, placing it gently but firmly on Marias head.
Maria pulled her bobbles out, letting her long flowing golden locks tumble down her back, rubbing her backside as the champion of Mario kart crown was given to her.
You just got lucky there, I was winning half the race Hazel groaned.
Maria, without any warning pounced her friend, pinning her down on the bed as her long strands of hair fell down over her too, she kissed her cheek, smiling oh cmon hazel, just let me win once, please?
Hazel giggles as
I won't grow up.The thought of getting older (from a child's - well, my - point of view):I won't grow up.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When I was young I always imagined that when I reached the wonderful self-fulfilling age of eighteen, I would become an adult.
And yes, when I do reach that age, I will be an adult.
But I won't feel like one.
I have realized that the day I've always been waiting for will never come. The day when I can be as arrogant and obnoxious as I want and still get away with it. The day when I'll be sure about everything and will have complete control over my life and there will be no more insecurities and I will be the bravest person on the planet. The day when I'll wake up and say, 'Whoo-hoo! I'm a grown-up!'
Sometimes I feel like I am still five years old. Sure, I may be smarter and taller and uglier (*cough* somewhat partial sarcasm *cough*) than when I was five, but I don't feel that way.
Maybe it's because the changes happen so slowly that you don't notice them. It's not like one night your four-year-old self fa
Her burnt Salvationpry open the wall of my pastHer burnt Salvation11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
maybe you'll see what no one
else wanted too,
But she's cemented to this corner,
where a hundred knocks per hour
finally becomes those empty
whimpers repeating thank you
one.i wish you knew how muchone.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a killer you made me into -
but you'll never know,
- because you're already dead.
The WolfThe Wolf5 years ago in Horror More Like This
My grandfather had always told me, with a particularly stern look in his eyes, that a dog remembered everything. If a master hit its dog, the dog would remember. Maybe not today, nor tomorrow, but some day, when the moment was right, he would launch forward and lock his jaws around his master's throat.
He'd tell me this over and over again, every time I would visit. This of course was not often-maybe every summer or so. Living in different countries made it difficult to keep in touch with grandparents, so I had never developed a proper bond with them. But I enjoyed my grandfather's stories. He would always tell them in a serious tone, speaking in a low, slow voice, emphasizing every word as if it were the most significant in the entire sentence. He'd often use his index finger like a metronome, waving it back and forth in perfect timing with his words. As a child, I would sit on the floor, absorbed in his wisdom.
The story about the cruel master and his dog-which ultimately betrayed hi
Insanity Has Firewalls TooI want to set fire toInsanity Has Firewalls Too1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the voices that
dance their way into
In This Black hole Finalehe was just one ofIn This Black hole Finale1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
those poetic nightmares
that made my words spill
down the pages.
you're just one
of those poems
that won't commit
Karma Witch - Episode 1 - Big Bro's WoesLinda Hanako was a typical high school girl, if only a bit smarter than the average. A lot of the people on her class would say that is because of her Asian descent, but that was a bit of a stupid notion, not far from saying she was smarter because she wore glasses. In fact, her smarts were a combination of several things. Parental pressure was one -- her parents actually did conform to the usual Asian stereotype in rigidness and expectations. Being smart leading to other cooler people shunning her and thus focusing on what she did best was another. But the issue that bothered her at the time was living in the shadow of her brother. Privileged by being the eldest and also a son, he also set the bar against her by having the best grades and the most awards. He was an ideal she could not achieve, but couldn't bear to give up trying either.Karma Witch - Episode 1 - Big Bro's Woes1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But now, everything was about to change!
That afternoon, while minding her business -- AKA avoiding the halls because she accidentally dropped a bowl
A new diamond is born.A new diamond is born.A new diamond is born.6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was mid summer when you had somehow stumbled on a old library hidden in a basement under an abandoned gift shop in town. Surprisingly enough the library was still open for busyness but with very few regulars there. And old wise woman had noticed you looking around there for the first time and she was so happy to see young blood coming to visit her precious library. She had urged you into coming with her into the back room as she had a very special book for someone as young and new to magic such as you. With a smile and a gentle giggle she handed you a large dark blue book with a padlock on the side and a key. She carefully explained that she hoped you would read through the book at least once and pick out a spell you would very much like to try out, but the second you would cast a spell the book would be returned to the library by magic so you would have to make sure to pick the right spell. She took hold of your hand and placed the book in it and smiled as su
Armageddon Embracesfractured wishes you had kissed me withArmageddon Embraces1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the first time, a romantical trickster
was my future.
he made mischievous love to me beneath demonic
eyes, as if possessing a soul - less lover will
manipulate my emotions.
his territory is bruised along my body,
his sadistic autobiographies carved
into my skin to tell the world I'm his
I asphyxiate his dreams, because
a dreamer of love is useless to me.
An Escape from a Romantic TragedyI can only think of you -An Escape from a Romantic Tragedy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when there's a thunder storm,
because like you, the rain makes
me want to scream until I'm ready
to forgive and forget.
But as the thunder steals my eyes -
Silence is kissing me under electric skies,
whispering against my listening lips that
I'll die if I let you return.
I'll kill myself with sarcastic
smiles along with my famous
misleading chuckles that makes
you think I'm really sane.
If only I didn't know you
were a vampire -
who fed off my misery
Too bad - -
my misery didn't want your company
to help finish what you wanted.
Dream CatcherDream Catcher6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I covet your nightmares.
I want to inch them apart,
wire bright and brittle
from under your skin,
split them down the middle
and crawl deep inside.
I want to wrap them
in yellow newspapers
and tatter your skin
right between your shoulder blades
with their bleak words.
I want to see them glisten
bone shard white and blistered,
the pucker of your flesh
stopping up my thoughts
in the lost vacuum of you.
I want to own them
and watch your mouth run dry
the buckle of your body
scraping up against the sky,
savoring the taste of cheap.
I created A Fallen AngelThis nightmare has resurrected into my finger nails -I created A Fallen Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
peeling my ravenous desires off again.
I don't want to learn my lesson,
I need to learn the hard way by
letting you become my
I will always be a loveless vampire that
feeds on helpless romantics that try
to hide it.
I will grant thee a fresh heart
break it myself,
Clench your unraveling hatred into my skin,
I want to hate you as much as you loved me.
I need to cry your pain,
because you won't show
me how much I hurt
- these haunting whispers will stain my lips
when I think of you.
"Why can't I be the one for you?"
but i only needed your heart because someone
stole mine and never gave it back.
Pranked in PinkGroaning with pain from your massive hangover, your eyes open wide as you look down and see a big maze of fur blocking your vision. You try to sit up, but there is a heavy weight jiggling on your chest, and your head feels like it weighs ten times more than it should. You reach up to push the fluffy weight off your chest, and and see two giant pink fur cuffs wrapped around your wrists, and long pink nails have been attached to your fingers. Sitting up quickly, the weight on your chest grasps your skin and bounces around underneath the fur collar, and you see you've been dressed in a pretty pink dress with ridiculously huge fur trims! A big fluffy petticoat peeks out from under the hem of the skirt, which surrounds your thighs with a big tube of pink fur. Your feet are inside a pair of boots, which have a massive ball of fur exploding around the top of them, surrounding your lower thighs and most of your feet. A pair of lace tights are wrapped tightly around your legs.Pranked in Pink3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What... what the