The OutcastHe stands aloneThe Outcast1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Over in the corner,
Watching the others
As they only ignore him.
She stands alone
In the girls stall,
Tears in her eyes
As she tries to calm down.
They stand alone,
Outside the crowd,
Watching the world
Go by without them.
The Human KindIntelligence is a burdenThe Human Kind11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wisdom's a chore
And I always overthink
Not sure what for
The worries that reside
In the human mind
Are only understood
By the human kind
The guilt and the lust
They hide from within
Underneath a fine layer
of thin brittle skin
That covers the bones
That wear and grow old
And a body that shudders
When exposed to the cold
The body that carries
The human mind
By the human kind
The mind of a man
Is his greatest tool
Can choose to be loving
Or play as a fool
Still, he will become lonely
And he will lose some sleep
Will bottle himself up till
He breaks down to weep
For he still carries
That precious mind
That's only understood
By the human kind
Intelligence may be a burden
and wisdom a chore
But every human being...
...must discover what they're for...
You Slept Through The Alarm Again - Little AubadeIf, perhaps, you had turned at that momentYou Slept Through The Alarm Again - Little Aubade4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and your hair had caught in your fingers,
the straw being fed into the spindle, struck
by the high, thin light of first waking, the whorl
of a single line descendent from the sun, born
watery from the gap below one velveteen curtain,
all of it staining over gold and dusty and slow,
the edge of your mouth might have met the edge
of my mouth, narrow gaps both without attention
openingif, perhaps you had turned again,
your hand could have met the curve of my neck,
your canvas rough fingers tying knots of my hair
and I would have sighed, thick spreading in your ear
like the light itself learning to speak in tongues
you might understandif perhaps you had
opened your eyes, squinting, eyelashes caged
together, it all would have been edgeless and bright.
When you care too muchI'm so afraidWhen you care too much9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of losing people
that I attach
like a leech
I'm stuck here
out of everyone
Apologies to a friendYou pour your heart out to me,Apologies to a friend1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and are willing
to submerge me
in an ocean
yet when I see the water
rushing towards me,
I convince myself
I don't like
[songs of rain]forgiveness in the third chord,[songs of rain]1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
like silence or the moment
artemis pulls the arrow free,
thanks the buck for his sacrifice.
lightning in my lungs.
saltwater in my lungs.
will rage & pass on.
UntitledI wrote a poem,Untitled5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But it sucked some major ass,
So here's a haiku.
When you lose a best friendWhen we said friends forever andWhen you lose a best friend11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
crossed pinkies like grade-schoolers,
I could only believe those words
lodged in your heart
like they did mine
because every time I think back
I can't help but remember the
under star lit constellations,
and study sessions where we
learned more about each other
than we did Biology
but now it's clear
that each beat of your heart
has made those words fade,
and you could care less
about crossed pinkies
but I'll still see you,
and hear your voice
and I'll still wish
the meaning hadn't changed-
Ode to Rise AgainstThe band spoke not to the masses,Ode to Rise Against3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but to those whose wrists wore slashes.
Their words lacked a semblance of formality,
but were meant for those with abnormality.
The message was for all those whose pain was immense;
it told them it was time to rise, Rise Against.
Rise Against the injustice and pain.
Defend the memory of the slain.
Stand for those who are helpless.
Always try to be selfless.
Work hard for better futures.
Treat the world's wounds with sutures.
Rise Against their pseudo-perfection.
With music, they gave us direction.
Do not let yourself be tame.
Do not give in to their game.
Fight back, but not with violence,
and do not live in silence.
Rise Against the corrupt regime.
They are not as strong as they seem.
Live only by your moral laws.
Stand up, stand out, embrace your flaws.
Arm-in-arm, we make a wall.
Together, we can stand tall.
Rise Against the fanatic;
those whose beliefs are static.
They fear our success, our progress,
and so it is us they oppress.
In time, my suffer
Green fireflies.I want to sit on your porchGreen fireflies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the simple thought
of your swift arrival.
To YouTo the girl I sawTo You1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With the sad, sad eyes.
To the boy I met
Who wasn't allowed to cry.
To the man I saw
Who was falsely accused.
To the woman I met
Who was badly abused.
This is my ode to you
For you live on despite it.
I'm so proud of you
For you can still fight it.
The world is against you,
But it's not your fault.
It's just the way
This world was taught.
So live on, live on,
Don't you give up here.
It gets better later,
The light is near.
I believe in you,
I know you can make it.
I'll reach out my hand,
If you need it, just take it.
You're not invisible,
And you'll be fine.
I've No Talent For HappinessI've no talent for happinessI've No Talent For Happiness1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My smiles are frail at best
And though I try to remember
A time when I felt truly blessed
And no matter how I try
There are always times
When I can't help but cry,
Though even as they fall
I try to cradle the tears
To see if I can find
Happiness beneath the fears
In these delicate crystals
Of hopeless memories...
But I've no talent for happiness
My heart never wholly mends
And though I dove so far
Dove until I reached the end
Of that vat of tears and miseries
I found only
More tears left to cry...
I've no talent for happiness
My soul cries endless seas
In which I try to drown
Myself and my memories,
But I think I once had it
The bliss you call happiness
And every now and then
I feel it
Rise to greet you
And attempt to shine
From beneath my tears
So that you may know the truth
Of how you make me feel.
So I've no talent for happiness
My memories sometimes choke me
My hearts never wholly mends
Treasure HunterWhen I was little, people told me I could do anything I wanted,Treasure Hunter1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I grow up, and it seems that the rules change it with time.
Rules seemed to be following my steps wherever I go,
Until I knew it was time for a change.
Then I became an adventurer looking for treasures wherever I went,
But something was missing in this way of life.
It did not matter if I was in some kind of trouble,
I was able to get out of it easily.
Then I became aware that each treasure I found was not enough,
Each treasure that went through my hands was not important anymore.
I traveled around the world until there was not anything else to find,
Even my face shows the years I have been looking for that part of me that was missing.
Then, when I got back to where everything started,
I realized that I was not looking for a precious stone.
I only wanted a place where I could be me,
And I can say that it may not be a treasure for everyone,
But it's sure worth more than that.
After all this years I finally found it,
If My Heart Was a House 5If My Heart Was a House 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5: Only the Beginning. . .
Waking up in a hospital bed, bruised and gashed is the last place I want to be. The time I woke up was when the nurse was inserting a new IV into my hand. "W-what happened?" I mumbled, the nurse looked at me and smiled warmly. "You were in a little accident sweety." Pfft, little? I nodded softly. "Ok, what's the damage?"
"Well, other than bruising and cuts here and there, you should be good. But we're going to keep you over night to monitor you just to be safe." I nodded as I watched her leave the room. I can't believe this happened, it all seems so unrealistic. I looked up at my IV and watched the clear liquid run down the thin plastic tube. "This is perfect, one damn deer in the middle of the road and I swerved into a boulder."
"God, what happened!?" I looked over to my mom standing in the doorway clutching my younger cousin in her arms. I smiled and shrugged lightly. "Deer ran in the road, I'll be fine but they're keeping me overnight to monitor me
Sweden x Reader - The Pocky GameSweden x Reader - The Pocky Game3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You and your friends were playing Truth or Dare at lunch. Natrually, everyone kind of made a silent agreement to take Truth out completey. It was currently your best friend's turn, and she had chosen to dare you.
"Okay, _________, I dare you to... Ask Berwald to play the Pocky game!" She said smirking, almost as if she'd been waiting for this.
"W-what?!" You said, faintly blushing.
"Yup! It's a dare, so you have too!" She said triumphantly. "And you do have a huge crush on him~" She whispered, nudging your shoulder.
"But... I don't have any pocky." You said, feeling relieved.
"Ah, I have some. Here~" She said smoothly, handing you a box of Pocky.
"Shit..." You murmured, taking the Pocky. One of the downsides of having an otaku for a best friend... You thought, the feeling of greif coming back.
You sighed and walked over to where Berwald was sitting and gripped the box of Pocky. What if he declined your offer, or worse...?
"Er, hey, Berwald, do you want to p
Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog - The After MathIt had been five days since Penny had died. It was all his fault, he was the reason she was dead. Billy arrived at her grave, a white marble cross, symbolizing her purity. It bore the words:Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog - The After Math3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
girlfriend of Captain Hammer
killed by Dr. Horrible.
Tears burned in his eyes but he quickly wiped them away. How could they say that he was the one who had killed her? It was Captain Hammer who had pulled the trigger to the death ray resulting in her death. Billy clutched the rose he was holding in his hand tighter and a few drops of blood fell to the ground. He started walking away,
"penny, I'm sorry I let you die" he sang.
"I didn't get to say goodbye
and now here I stand holding a rose in my hand
why didnt I tell you that you were the one of my dreams?" He sang, dropping the rose in front of her grave.
"But I'm Dr. Horrible" he started singing, somehow already dressed as Dr. Horrible.
"Why should I care
that you are all gone now
I'm Dr. Horrible" he sang.
"I bring the terror to
To EveryoneI wish everyone married, engaged, dating or single good lives,To Everyone4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wish upon you all good health,
I wish upon you all good lives,
I wish you all happiness with everyday to come,
I wish you all have good luck.
If you are saddened by something, may you become happy again,
If you have a fight with your spouse, I wish it all works out,
I wish everyone good lives.
I give you all my good wishes and hope you all receive them.
Microsoft WordIf my life was a Microsoft Word DocumentMicrosoft Word5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From this place.
This terrible day.
And start over.
Where My Heart IsWhere My Heart Is5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Where is your heart, Alice?"
My heart is where he is
The one whom I waited for
So long in darkness
My mind a refuge
They called me insane
But I knew better
He knew better
His melting eyes saw through me
A bright light seemed to burn me
"Where is your soul, Alice?"
My soul is in his hands
Molded to pale perfection
I gave it to him
When he first smiled
And said my name
His face scarred by pain
But so gentle in love
I locked us together in time
And threw away the key
Nobody Wants To Be...Nobody ever wants to beNobody Wants To Be...11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That person that we sometimes see
The one who always hides their pain
The one who took two seats on the plane
The one that went and lost their mind
The one that always falls behind
The one who threw up during class
The one that always gets picked last
The one who went and tripped and fell
The one who never seems to be well
The one everybody reprimands
The one nobody understands
We've all had our moments
Don't deny what is true
We all know embarrassment
is nothing new
And you are wondering
What's expected from you....
Give compassion, my friend...
....It's all you can do.
DesireMy heart beats fast when I see youDesire10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I find myself lusting
But you want me less
The more I want you
My actions feel desperate
Chain myself to a pole
To try and stop
From calling you
My desires overwhelm me
Throw myself in the fire
Scorched for no reason
And rejected by you
My mind is made up
No more your adorer
I'll break through the chains
That tie me to you
I'll make you not matter…
My heart hurts from the pain
I know you don't want me
But then everything
Reminds me of you
My temptations grow larger
And I find myself drawn
Back to the torture
Of my one sided addiction
As I reach for the phone…
The Surfer and the Merman CH 7The Surfer and the Merman CH 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Summer school had already begun for the day, but the teacher was running late, leaving all the students sitting in their desks, bored and nothing better to do. Skye, of course, never looked forward to summer school, but now that he had company waiting for him at home, he hated it even more. People were chatting with their neighbors, but Skye simply waited gloomily in his desk. He happened to glance over at the boy sitting next to him.
It was Asher, a quiet boy. He was completely lost in a book, he only paused once to adjust his thick-lensed glasses. It was the book that caught Skye's attention.
"Mystical Creatures," was written across the book, and also featured an image of a muscular troll of some sort that looked like it belonged in a fantasy video game. Skye wasn't surprised that Asher was reading something like that. Skye didn't know the guy too well, but he knew enough that he was the kind of guy who was interested in comic books and video games, basically anything revolving aroun
no one warned the little girlssometimes you will fall in love with the handsno one warned the little girls3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or with the jawline, not with the penis.
watch out for boys whose eyes
are rougher than their voices.
little girls love hard and fast, and it is a lie
to say that words will never hurt you.
kissing in the rain is not romantic.
it's cold and wet, and your nipples
will be like pebbles digging into his skin.
he'll wipe water from your lashes,
and, if he is polite, he'll pretend
not to notice his thumb blackened by mascara.
later as he sleeps you will watch his lips,
unable to feel anything except your hair
curled damply against your skin.
when you were young, sex was strange
and scary and unreasonable.
when you grow older, that doesn't change at all.
please, do not use the flavored condoms.
getting married tastes like a wedding
invitation, heavy cardstock and eggplant ink.
if you cut your tongue and bleed
all over the calligraphy, it's bad luck.
when you speak your vows and look in his eyes,
you will still feel the blood
in your mouth, warm a
It HurtIt Hurt4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm not your baby brother anymore!"
You'll never know how much that hurt me. You declared your independence from me, you turned your musket on me, you no longer wanted to be with me. Me, your guardian. Me, your provider. Me, your savior. I, England.
"I'm not your baby brother anymore!"
Those words hurt the most. I took you in. I protected you. I cared for you. I wanted to be your big brother!
"Then I guess I'll call you big brother!"
Your Revolutionary War, from the day we started our lives together, I would have never thought that the little boy I kept close to me would go against me for his freedom.
"I'm not your baby brother anymore!"
No bullet wound nor scar can compare with the pain you inflicted in me when you said those words.
Even so despite those words tearing at my heart
I still love you. Nothing you say will ever make me hate you. I will always love you, America.