Beautiful SoulAll those words you say about yourself,
When you say you're not a good person,
All that nonsense that comes out of your mouth,
I never believe any of it.
I know you.
You are a kind and sweet person.
But you only show this side to the select few you hold close to your heart.
I don't think even you see it.
It is something subtle and quiet,
And yet still strong and steady.
It's so beautiful.
Those people who assume and judge at first glance,
They don't see the precious thing they have right in front of them.
Deny it all you want.
I'll argue with you all day and night about it.
I see this precious person I have in front of me,
And I'm not letting go.
Just for TodayHey,Just for Today2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell you what.
Just for today,
Let's run away.
Prove to the world
That we are our own.
Take my hand because
Just for today,
We don't have to listen to anyone.
Hold on tight,
And I'll show you the path.
Because just for today,
It's just the two of us.
Close your eyes
And look to your side.
Because just for today
I am beside you,
Holding your hand.
And maybe someday,
Maybe it won't be
Just for today.
Just A Little Kindness"C'mon, finish him off!"Just A Little Kindness2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yeah, take him down! Show him what we're made of!"
"Let's go, man! Give the devil a taste of his own medicine!"
I frowned, trying to drown out all of the heckling and yelling. It was so hard to focus with the noise. I closed my eyes, clenching my fist.
This was it. It was finally my moment to shine, to take down the guy who'd been harassing me for years. All I had to do was give him one more hard punch. That was it. We'd win, and his gang would finally leave.
I let out a slow breath, locking my eyes on the pathetic man cowering beneath me. All of his buddies had taken off after seeing the backup we had, leaving him on his own.
"Please " Came the whispered begging, "Please No more "
I no longer felt fear strike through me when I looked at him. None of the loathing and hate either. Just pity.
Pity for the coward under my mercy.
Why was I so afraid of him in the first place? He had nothing but intimidation and look where that g
A Friend's PresenceThe second I laid eyes on her, I knew. I could tell from the way she moved, the way she smiled at my arrival, from the very way she breathed. But mostly, I could see it in her eyes. They were dark, not a single light to them.A Friend's Presence2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was instantly drawn to her. This was not right. She never let her weakness show, especially not in public. Not like this. She was in too much control for that. I glanced around as I sat by that miserable figure, looking for anyone else who may catch her weak moment.
No one else had noticed, or maybe they couldn't. Maybe she only saved this specific pain for me, and only me. She was skilled enough to only let her emotions filter through to me, which made this situation much more urgent.
Her smile turned to one of relief, and she breathed in my scent, trying to take comfort from it. I opened my mouth to ask a question, what it was I didn't know, but she stopped me with another look.
She leaned in close, resting her head on my shoulder. I could feel the weight of i
Thinking in ProgressI have so many things to tell you.Thinking in Progress2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So many things I want to say to you.
Words that form in my head,
Day after day.
But for some reason
I just can't seem to speak them aloud.
So instead of letting these thoughts pour out,
Allowing the sound of my voice to fill the air,
I sit in silence with you.
I really want to talk to you about them.
I really do.
But sometimes I am afraid.
So very terrified of the consequences that could come.
If I just let one of the words slip out.
My worries, and hopes, and dreams
I wish to whisper them all to you.
So what the hell is stopping me?
The same thing that stops everyone in their tracks.
But I want to
But I can't.
I want to!
Just give me a few minutes, a few seconds.
Really, that's all I need.
Just a little bit of time to think it over.
I'll tell you everything, I promise.
I just have to remember how to be brave again.
A Dare for Artists EverywhereWhat writer doesn't want to share hisA Dare for Artists Everywhere2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thoughts, ideas, and dreams?
What painter refuses to pick up the brush
And show the world her mind?
Everybody has something to say.
Everybody has something they believe in.
So the question is
What do you believe in?
What gets your heart pounding?
What do you want to shout out to the entire world?
What do you have to say?
I have something to say.
Tell me what's important to you.
Tell me what you'd fight for to the very ends of the earth.
Tell me your dreams.
Do you want world peace?
Or maybe you just want your protagonist to make it safely home?
Do you want to make a difference?
Do you want to tell a story?
Tell me anything.
Tell me everything.
What goes through your head on a daily basis?
I want to know.
Whether it be through a few simple words, a picture, or a painting.
Let me see the world through your eyes.
I dare you.
A Traitor's Plea"Wait! Please, wait!" I ran after her, not able to keep up somehow despite the fact that she was merely walking. Maybe a part of me didn't want to talk to her, didn't want to know the truth, and kept my pace slow. I clenched my fists, gathering my courage, and finally reached her.A Traitor's Plea2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Willow, Willow, please," I grabbed her arm, gently pulling her back, "Willow, please. You've been ignoring me for days. Please Talk to me."
Suddenly she whipped around, towering over me with anger in her eyes. "TALK to you?"
I cringed, knowing the worst was yet to come. But I kept my eyes on hers, knowing I deserved every terrible look and harsh word.
"Why? Why should I talk to you? After everything you did to ME!" Suddenly, as quickly as the blink of my eyes, she was standing normally again, crossing her arms and keeping a cool gaze on me, but the anger was still there, hiding behind her green irises.
"You betrayed me." Three words. Three words was all it took to cut me to the core.
The worst part was
Small and GoldTickSmall and Gold2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It looked worn and faded,
The gold turning into a silver shade.
But still had this new quality about it
That I couldn't quite shake off.
She told me she takes it everywhere with her.
I still don't understand why.
She has a watch, a cell phone, along with clocks everywhere.
Why carry this useless thing around with her?
I frown at the inside.
The time is the same as before.
Not accurate. Stuck in the past,
About two hours behind.
What's the point?
It made a soft clicking noise when closed,
A faint little sigh.
And the weak chain made a jingling noise
Every time it moved.
Now it's back in her hands,
And she's looking down at it
With such a happy expression,
Along with one of relief.
As if she couldn't bear parting with it for that long.
Why do you carry i
This Is Silly...It's silly,This Is Silly...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I wait around all night just to see if you sneak on.
But my heart flutters every time I talk to you.
But you're the first person I want to talk to after a bad day.
But I tell you all my secrets.
But I think about you all the time.
But you always seem to make me smile.
But I lose my breath every time you say my name.
I'm so hopelessly in love with you.
Precious SnowflakeSmall and FragilePrecious Snowflake2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a snowflake in the air.
The kind of beauty that makes you stop
And take a breath.
It's not the normal kind of beauty,
The kind that models strive for.
It's something far different,
Something much more precious.
And so much harder to come by.
You can't see it right away.
It's hidden beneath layers and layers.
Patience must be found and utilized properly
If you wish to view this raw beauty.
It's not perfect,
Far from it.
And yet all the dents and scratches on it
Are what make it so lovely.
When I first saw it in her
That tiny little glimpse
I couldn't believe it.
But after thinking it through,
I've become determined to seek it out
And find it in her again.
It's taken so long
And yet I've barely cracked the surface.
I only get to see glimpses.
Little holes that I can peek into,
Before she notices the slip in her protection
And quickly patches it back up.
She fights silently against me,
The kind of habit that sticks
From too much practice.
A Letter for YouDear Reader,A Letter for You2 years ago in Letters More Like This
You there. Yes, you. The one reading this letter. I have a question for you.
How are you?
Answer truthfully now, none of that "fine" nonsense. Believe me, I've pulled it off enough to see right through it.
Alright? Good? Terrible?
Well, here's another question:
Do you have a Valentine?
I apologize to those of you who hate that question. The ones that avoid the eyes of the questioner and murmur a quiet "No, not this year Again "
To those of you who squealed in delight or smiled at the thought of your love, I congratulate you on being lucky enough to find that special someone.
For the ones whom despise Valentine's Day and everything it encompasses, grit your teeth and bear through it, it's only once a year after all.
And to all of you who fall in between, have a very happy Valentine's Day.
But I have message for all of you, something that applies to each and every one;
To the single ones, the desperate ones, the in-love ones, the couldn't-care-les
Why Him?Suddenly, a strange feeling ran through me.Why Him?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A feeling of dread.
I felt so cold, like all the life had been sucked out of me.
Something was gone Something was missing
I don't know what urged me to call out his name, but the next thing I knew it was on my lips.
In an instant I understood,
My heart shattering into a million tiny pieces,
As tears rolled down my face.
There would be no response.
There would never be an answer.
Never again would he look at me with those eyes of his
And say in his voice what an idiot I was.
I am such an idiot.
HopeFirst it was squashed like a bug,Hope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trod on by a million feet,
Never to be seen again.
The despair and darkness was suffocating.
There was never to be a happy day again,
Everything was ruined.
But then .
A light appeared.
Faint at first, but growing ever stronger.
Somehow making even the air feel lighter.
There is a chance now.
Smiles can be seen everywhere and
Laughter can be heard echoing around rooms.
But something as fragile as this
Surely can't last long?
Surely it can't keep up forever.
Hope is a strange thing.
It can create amazing wonders,
But it can also be our greatest downfall.
I can only hope that it brings me up this time.
Audrey and IA love so strong,Audrey and I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Almost too strong.
Too painful to even bear sometimes.
Until nothing else exists.
Nothing but that person.
We notice everything.
Every little movement,
Every simple remark,
Whether it be about the weather
Or how terrible your day was.
We see it all.
We remember it all.
If you ask, we'll gladly tell you.
Tell you how beautiful you are.
How just talking to you brightens our day
And being separated from you is a terrible, cruel fate,
That seems to crush the heart itself.
But all that's needed is your presence,
And suddenly that heart is no longer in pieces.
We come off as idiotic sometimes.
Too happy for our own good,
Always smiling or laughing.
It's a learned behavior.
But it's become such a part of us,
That we can't stop.
It's who we are now.
But there's also the less pleasant side.
The side that we hate showing,
But sometimes Sometimes it just comes out.
It is cold and terrible.
It seems so foreign,
Almost as if it isn't ourselv
Story of My Life(This is a paper I was suppose to write for class. Please look in the description to see what my assignment was. Tell me if you think I'm completely off.)Story of My Life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who do I want to be?
This question has haunted me for as long as I can remember,
And it swirls even more rapidly in my head
As I stare at this blank paper.
Who do I want to be?
How do I want to live the rest of my life?
So many questions,
With so many different answers I could give.
But if I'm being honest,
I don't really know.
I've only lived seventeen years of life so far.
Half of it I can barely remember.
And there's still so much to see.
How could I make this decision now?
Plan out the rest of my life,
When I'm still not quite sure what it is yet.
How should the story of my life go?
I can tell you the story my parents are writing,
The one where I go to college for ten years
And become a famous doctor.
Or maybe you'd rather hear my teachers' version.
The ones who see me as the smart, quiet girl
Who sits in the back and studiously
The PointI am just one tiny person.The Point2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One teeny, tiny thing in this world.
In this universe.
In all the universes.
So seemingly pointless.
But it's not.
None of us,
Not a single one,
You're here for a reason.
And if you don't know it yet.
You'll know what it is.
His Idiot"Idiot "His Idiot2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He glares at me
As the word leaves his lips
For at least the hundredth time.
Maybe the thousandth.
I laugh and smile at him.
Looking into those green eyes
That I always seem to get lost in.
For once, he isn't covering them up.
He's starting to let me in
And trust me again.
But I still hesitate.
Still move my hand away when he reaches for it.
I can't deny my feelings for him.
They're there, so strong.
And I see it reflected in his eyes too.
Although he refuses to say anything.
I don't think I could take it
What if he remembered?
It could crush him.
I don't want to take that chance again.
So for now For now
I will be his friend.
His very good friend.
And stay by his side.
For now we will laugh together
And listen to music in the snow.
For now I will tease him
And hear his irritated replies.
For now I will not risk this happiness.
But I hope that, if he does remember,
If does see how cruel I was,
That we can still laugh together.
I hope that maybe Just mayb
The Author and Alice.I swear that I try though even my best work is insufficient. No matter how bright and magical those thoughts are that dance around my brain, I am never fully capable to portray them to you. Not faithfully anyhow. I solely wish that I could, for these ideas of mine are so precious that they fill me with a pure sensation of happiness and glee. They dance around my mind with all their might. But for now, knowing that you love and appreciate the poor relocation of these living dreams is enough. I thank and love you for it, despite my incompetence and inability to fully comprehend what you find so great about whatever it is that I produce but just for you I enclose this:The Author and Alice.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Falling through the hole,
A sweet little girl is lost,
Gone to Wonderland.
Looking for freedom,
She is searching for herself,
With unlikely friends.
Questions are sparked,
Wondering through Wonderland,
Who's this little girl?
She's finding herself,
In the most unlikely place,
She has freed herself.
It's time to leave now,
Bitter Kindness"You seem to be avoiding the girl."Bitter Kindness2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I have my reasons."
"Something you'd like to share?"
A pause. " her kindness is a bit overwhelming for someone like me."
"I don't think you're unkind."
"If I were, I wouldn't have any qualms about speaking with her. No, I see myself as a kind person every now and then. Although it seems to be fading more each day
But the bitterness and anger I've harbored in me overshadows this small kindness, making it very insignificant when it all adds up. The last thing I want is to be around someone as pure as her. It infuriates me. The unfairness of my situation presents itself every time I lay eyes on her. It is better if I keep my distance for the both of us."
"How very considerate of you."
The woman laughed bitterly "Considerate? No, selfish. Very selfish indeed. I flee because I fear the pain it causes me, not the pain I may deal to her. Oh, how I crave to show her the terrible side of life and hear her cry from these woes."
Smile and FadeI'm so scared.Smile and Fade2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Afraid of what's to come.
I haven't done this before.
Never even attempted to open up all the way.
The thought never even crossed my mind.
Not before you.
What you're asking of me
Seems so impossible.
I've been formless.
All my life.
With no true identity to settle down in.
I'm not supposed to come together like that.
I'm not supposed to stand still long enough
For someone to see me.
That's against the rules.
I need to remain a blur,
A passing-by object.
Something people wonder about later in life.
Who exactly they caught a glimpse of.
I'm supposed to be who they need.
Morph and change into someone who can help them.
Help them learn to be happy
And find them someone permanent to rely on,
While I move on to the next.
I'm supposed to be forgotten.
And become no more than a faded memory.
This is all I've known.
This is all I know how to do.
Becoming something solid,
Is foreign to me.
(the good kind of) purgingdear mom,(the good kind of) purging5 months ago in Letters More Like This
i know i've written you dozens of letters in my life and none of them have made their way to your hands, but just maybe this one will.
because this year, i will take this paper and plunge it into the earth where not a bit of your bones rest, but roses in your memory grow. on christmas, when the rest of the world is opening presents, i will drive too fast to the ocean where you sleep. i will run barefoot on the jetties you warned me never to step on until my feet string with salt and split open from shells. and this time, i will not be a self-fulfilling prophecy. i will not tumble myself heart-first into the sea where we laid you to rest, but stand at the edge and scream above the tumult of waves and your voice carrying in the wind. i will tell you i'm sorry, sorry for every time my hands misplaced themselves down my throat and found their ways inside my skin. sorry for lining myself with morse code, and never showing you a single message. sorry for swallowing sorr
One WordMy heart is bursting.One Word2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It spills out in
My love spelled out
Written in black and white
All along the page,
In your name.
It Never EndsI'm looking for a pen,It Never Ends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you seen it?
I think I left it on my desk,
Back when I was wait
What was I doing then?
I remember words
A few shadowy faces.
Fragments of a forgotten conversation,
Excitement, eager to grab my pen.
But what was I going to do with it again?
Right, string them together,
A new world,
That sort of thing.
But it's all so faded,
Like an old photograph.
How do I get it back to the way it was?
I miss my characters.
They were so close to their happy ending,
If only I hadn't forgotten.
I need to fix this!
Bring the life back to these empty words,
Create new ones,
Give the fire back to my dragons,
And help my villains find their evil laughs again.
I remember it now!
It's time to-
Hey, have you seen a pen anywhere around here?
I think I left it on my desk.
When I was...
What was I doing again?