AddictionAddiction3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wherever I go I see it
It sees me wherever I go
Wherever I go I hear it
It hears me wherever I go
Wherever I go I feel it
It feels me wherever I go
Wherever I go I know it
It knows me wherever I go
Wherever I go I meet it
It meets me wherever I go
Wherever I go I'm reminded
It reminds me wherever I go
That wherever I go it follows
For it follows wherever I go
I'm AlrightMy mom told me I should stop sleeping so late.I'm Alright2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s affecting my health.
Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
I have too much I want to do before I die;
And too little time.
It’s arrogant to say, but I won’t be satisfied with just being good,
I want to be the best.
Pokémon Master of the world: It’s my destiny.
From a balcony, is the only time,
I hope you’ll look down on me.
I want to fight the demons in my head.
I mostly feel uncomfortable when I’m not working.
Writing, music, filming, whatever, it doesn’t matter;
I just need to keep myself busy,
Anything to stop me from picking up a gin bottle.
Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Fuck this health thing.
Mommy, I’m alright.
I just want you to be proud of me.
Kyo Kara Maoh One-shotsKyo Kara Maoh One-shots7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kyo Kara Maoh Work Short Stories
The bed in the Other World was pretty comfortable. Okay, it was very comfortable, but Yuuri did much prefer his bed at home. Of course, while at home he often wished for the big confy bed of the Other World. But he even still he tended to like his own more. Because in his original dwelling, he didn't have a bed partner.
Yuuri jumped out of the fountain and began walking home with Murata. Home to an empty bed. He had been sharing one for so long, he had almost forgotten the feeling.
He slid into his bed happily, stretching out and waiting for sleep to take him. For once he wasn't being pushed around by the bed-hog in the Other World. A smile spread across his lips. Why he felt so accomplished to hold control over a bed, he didn't know. It was not a large feat if you're a Moah. Yuuri didn't care though.
The Maoh rolled over and shivered. His bed sheets were cold. That never happened when his so-called partner was with him. He
Still LifeAs a child I planted a singleStill Life11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
seed where the sidewalk ends,
near the place of your remains.
It grew into an oak; strong and rigid.
Every autumn, I would watch
the leaves as they wither
away; as if to tell me that the
darkest times are coming
And that I should brace myself
For your death
Winters, I spend looking out
Into dusk, and admiring
the beauty of still life.
Through your slumber
I patiently wait for
The ferryman to carry
You home, but I've yet
To feel your warmth set free.
Springs, I see the branches
Rekindle their light,
I see the sunshine
For the first time
In forever ago.
I feel at ease.
I feel at home.
Morning CigarettesWe kissed that night.Morning Cigarettes7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your lips tasted like
as your eyelashes dripped
red wine on white lace.
we watched the sunrise;
with the light
in the cold.
(It's morning, love.)
Your body was silent
on the soft blades
bleeding in the dark.
We talked into
as the smoke faded
just like our
If I'd known
how soon we'd disappear
I would have made
The Piisoniic and The CondensceAnd the dark queen of the sea was jealous of the man who possesed the powers of the mind. She envied his love of a Signless being and the connections he bore with the Mother and the Follower. Her jealousy turned her highblood green and she lusted after what which she could not have. This man dressed in garbs black and yellow would be hers, by the redest love or by greatest of force.The Piisoniic and The Condensce4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He could see with his mind the madness that twisted in her soul, that which made her smile crooked and caused her actions wicked. He did not want her, his eyes flashing red and blue, he said no. And as those in powerful positions are accustomed to taking, the merciless gueen stole. She tied him to a pilar in her underwater lair, close to her bubbling throne. She wound him thick and tightly with her swriling black mass of hair and cast a deep magic upon his powers, those she would drain from the mind seer as well.
The queen of all and nothing thrust her trident deep into his chest. He would die slowly, but h
Tarja Turunen TGTarja Turunen TG4 years ago in Settings More Like This
I was walking home from a superb performance from Nightwish on their final tour together. I had spent months saving up enough money, even finding random jobs that I could do just to get a little extra cash. It was so worth it. The band were excellent, easily my favourite gig of all time.
However, I was very disappointed with the seat that I got, I wish I'd saved up enough money for a standing seat near the front. My seat was quite far back so that I couldn't see my favourite singer, Tarja Turunen. Her voice was incredible but she was also incredibly good looking. She was one of those people who was just perfect in every way. She had looks, fame and fortune. Sometimes, even though I'm a guy, wish I could be her, just to see what it's like.
So anyway, there I was, walking home from the gig. It was about seven by now. It was so dark, all the street lamps were on. I was walking down the street, when I saw something strange. Within all of the regular, yellow street lamps, there w
NamelessShe sits silently staring into the mirrorNameless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watching the girl on the other side of the glass
A pair of unblinking eyes stare back
Their deep blue color full of joy
She reaches up and unties the ribbon
Letting the wavy brown hair cascade over her shoulders
She lets out a smile
The girl in the mirror replies with a smile of her own
She stares at the girl in the mirror
Taking in her beautiful features
A tear of jealousy falls from her eye
She blinks another away
Her vision blurs as more tears form
And slowly the girl in the mirror becomes more distant
As she wipes away her tears
She looks in the mirror where the nameless girl once sat
The boy that sits there now stares back
Tears rolling down his face
Self Injury - An ExplanationSelf Injury - An Explanation13 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Self Injury: An Explanation
II. Self Injury by Definition
III. Cause and Effect (reasoning behind Self Injury)
Some may be wondering already the reason for the writing of this paper. Well, it seems as if everywhere I go, people now discuss things regarding Self-injury and/or depression. More often then not, unfortunately, people do not know the reason behind acts of self-injury, and simply choose to not understand, or not worry about it.
I will start by explaining a little more about my personal experiences before I even begin to say anything else. The reasoning behind this is simply because I would not trust information like this, coming from somebody I had no knowledge of. Since I would like to share some knowledge and shed some light on this topic, I would like for you to be able to fully know that I have knowledge about what I'm talking about; that I'm not writing this blindly, or with no previous thought.
Let's begin with de
-In Awe- a short story-In Awe- a short story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What horrible deeds have been done with the Virgin Mary standing in the lawn? Every street, every house, every thing in this neighborhood is splashed with milky moonlight. Thousands of Virgin Mary statues stand silently, and peacefully in the dark just beyond the hazy shadows. Evil deeds shall be done. No matter what anyone believes or doesn't believe.
Its best to understand that before you die. Or maybe as you die. The agony between life and death put a lot of things in order for me. Things like school, and my mom's work, they seemed so petty and far away. The humming of a caring person was held much closer to my heart. It was Ode to Joy. As I burst from my human cocoon. He was humming Ode to Joy. As the bath water turned crimson. It was joy! As I slowly died, and was slowly reborn.
I want to ask this gentile person the lyrics to that song. I want to flex my wings and fly to wherever Beethoven is and kiss the hand that wrote such beauty. I am
Side By SideI'm worried you're falling,Side By Side6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling so far you can't get back up again.
Tell me what's wrong
Tell me what it is you fear
I'll hold you tight,
Tell you things will be alright
And even if it's not,
Take the comfort, I'm not leaving you side.
I love you
Don't cry another night.
How I Love YouHow much loveHow I Love You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can one life contain?
How many affections
Can one soul maintain?
How much break
Can one heart sustain?
How many loses
Before nothing remains?
I am at ropes end
With a voice chanting
Singing in the back of my head
How much hatred
Can one world contain?
How many hurtful words
Can one mind retain?
How much violence
Can one warrior abstain?
How many mistakes
Before I go insane?
I am up in arms
With a voice hissing
Whispering to cause me harm
How much harm
Can one life contain?
How many mistakes
Can one accept the blame?
How much cruelty
Can one soul maintain?
How many accidents
Before you become numb to the pain?
I am buried in guilt
With a voice murmuring
Urging me eagerly to just quit
How many laws
Can we put on love?
How many times
Must we put on the gloves?
How many sins
Can we commit against those above?
How many pains
Will we suffer, before they decide it is enough?
Nothing More, Nothing LessI like the warm welcoming I get when I hug you.Nothing More, Nothing Less6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like the smile on my face when your hand brushes mine.
I like how you let me talk to you, and never judge,
Unless you think it's a stupid thing to do, I know your just trying to help.
I like how you can trust me.
I like the fact that you and I can be complete morons and really not care.
Something has changed inside me,
Something I can't change back.
I don't want it to change back.
I think I may love you.
And I don't care if you don't feel the same,
I don't think I want you too.
Maybe I do tho
Just stay a while, as my friend,
Just Like Fire-Snuff OutGreen eyesJust Like Fire-Snuff Out4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Imagine my surprise
Waking up in bed
To see the forest
Nobody could resist
Least of all me
And you, so I see
Yes, even there
She was like fire
Or maybe just desire
She had the looks
From her hips to her face
She had the motion
That undeniable grace
She had the smarts
It was her race
So why did she lose?
Why is she so loose?
Doesn't she realize
To be with her, many men would die?
No, I guess not
She fell with a cry of
"Get it while its hot."
And they bought
She can't see the sky
Only the earth above her
And the wood that cradles her
It is painful to see them split
But she says they don't hurt
For what that's worth
Styled like she doesn't care
For some reason, I think she does
Or maybe it is only one of us
Character Profile: PryscillaCharacter Profile: Pryscilla5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
NAME: Pryscilla-Jayne Sullivan
BIRTH DATE: January 31st
HAIR: Long, Platinum blonde
SEXUALITY/PREFERENCE: No preference
OTHER FACIAL FEATURES/OTHER APPEARANCE DETAILS:
-Hour glass figure
-Many tattoos, chest piece, thigh tattoo etc;
-Wears a lot of make up
DRESS (Style, colors):
Pryscilla can and will wear much of anything and make it look fierce. However, she feels most comfortable in a tight fitting pair of jeans and maybe a band t-shirt, cut for cleavage of course. I mean, what else could you do with a pair of G cups?
Summer dresses are also a favourite when the temperature is right.
DESCRIPTION OF HOMELIFE/BRIEF HISTORY:
Born and raised in Nashville, Pryscilla and her family led a pretty normal and standard life. H
Zooey Deschanel TGZooey Deschanel TG4 years ago in Settings More Like This
So there I was. Stuck at home in the middle of the week because I had no job and no friends.
I was watching the TV as usual, flicking through all of the channels that I had. Then, I found something that I had never seen or heard of before. It was a show called New Girl that had made its way over here from America. I thought that I would give it a try seeing as I had absolutely nothing better to do.
There were a few shows on in a row and I actually got into it a bit. After four shows it came to an end.
I started to wish I could be like Jess. She had it good and got over her problems. If only I could do that, get rid of everything that's wrong with my life and start again, make something of myself.
Then, all I could feel was pain in every limb of my body. I collapsed to the floor as all of my body hair ripped itself out of my body, leaving it smooth and soft to touch. All of my bones started to crack and transform. I shrank by at least 7 inches in height and my skull became a completetly
I saw an AngelI saw an Angel.I saw an Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, he wasn't abnormally beautiful with gorgeous blond locks, nor did his eyes shine as bright as the Caspian sea. He didn't have wings either, nor did he wear clothing adorned in white that shined brighter than the sun itself.
He was as plain as I was, perhaps even plainer. Though blond, his hair wasn't brilliant, in fact, it was dirty and matted. He wasn't the picture of perfection either, in fact, he was the opposite.
Pale and thin, dirty and uncared for, I saw him in the alley with a needle stuck in his arm.
A dose of heroine destroyed him, spoiled him...but I still saw an angel.
Perhaps it was the smile he gave me, when I gave him fifty cents go buy some cigarettes.
Perhaps it was the way his dull eyes looked at me, lost and distant....alone.
Perhaps it was the way they screamed, “I'm still human”.
I saw an Angel.
She stood at the corner of the street, striking a pose for all to see.
There in the Red Light District, beautiful and elaborated with m
Te amo...Te amo,Te amo...8 years ago in Ballad More Like This
te amo porque el corazon no piensa,
porque el corazon no entiende,
de distancias ni sangre.
los suspiros nunca son suficientes,
las lagrimas nunca se terminan,
la espera no acabara.
te amo porque a pesar de todo,
es tu sonrisa la que me deja seguir,
porque sin ti veo borroso.
porque te adueñaste de mi corazon,
porque eres tu la luz de mi oscuridad,
porque tu mirada es la unica
entre tantos rostros frios.
porque sin ti me falta el aire,
porque el amor no razona,
porque el pensar no funciona.
porque eres todo lo que quiero,
podria tenerlo todo,
pero siempre me haras falta.
porque se que no hay adios que valga,
porque ya no existe nada mas que tu.
RoyxEd Miniskirt 1RoyxEd Miniskirt 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning~ Ed is in a skirt, but he ain't forced to wear it. If I continue with the story, I might continue the skirt theme if no one really minds.
"Hey, guys," Ed announced as he walked into the room.
Havoc's head popped up first,"Hiya, Ch-" The man went silent as he saw Edward standing there in a girl's sweater and a skirt.
Hawkeye looked up from the paper she was signing, "Ed why are you wearing ...that?"
"Why can't I?" He stood there unaffected, by the stares in the room, "...I'm just gonna go hand in my report."
Ed headed into Roy Mustang's office, not bothering to knock.
"Hi, bastard," Ed said as he walked over to the desk and placed his report on it. Roy took it without looking up.
Edward frowned. He had worn the skirt for Mustang and he wasn't even looking.
The older man threw Ed's report to the side and muttered, "Dismissed."
His voice sounded tired and Ed sighed, "What's the
the monsterthe monster3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
there is beast i'm told of
and with it we must cope
he's full of filthy lies
and empty dreams that leave no hope
its mouth is full of gossip
and its teeth turned yellow
by the stench of jealousy
he creates, this nasty fellow
the monster resides
in a place no one can see
you are impotent to him
he lives in you and me