AngerVicious anger,Anger9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tearing me up inside
I can't let it out though
For fear of harming someone I love
I wish to be free from this anger
Can you help me?
Save my soul
From this burning fury
Sometimes it's too much too handle…
And I need to let it out
Help me be able to love
So I might learn to let go
For I fear this rage might consume me
Help before it takes over
One word is all I need from you, one word is all it takes
One word of reassurance
Just to know you'll be there
When I need you
I'll try not to hurt you
With this anger of mine
It's unpredictable, I can't control it
But if you help me, I can try…
Castiel's First ChristmasDean watched the snowflakes as they drifted by the brightly lit storefront windows. Families bustled to and fro rugged up to protect against the cold while their faces where glowing with cheer. In the distance he could hear a choir of voices ringing like silver bells. And about silver bells. Dean couldn't be sure exactly how long it was till Christmas, when an apocalypse is looming public holidays seem to loose their luster, but the level of decorations and gifts and cheery children passing his gaze suggested it wouldn't be long.Castiel's First Christmas5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Somewhere in his heart of hearts he knew he should be lamenting the fact that all the yule tide glee wasn't even touching him. Somehow he just couldn't bring himself to care. That's why he was sitting on a park bench waiting silently with an empty expression while the world jingled around him. That's why when Sam got up from the same park bench to go inside Dean didn't follow. He simply sat letting the white gather around him like a coat.
He felt a flutter of
ElswordElsword stood in the bridge of the Black crow Ravens ship staring into the endless sky a bit of a sad look on his face. Perhaps his thoughts where on a certain red haired sister but from this angle and point of view Rena couldn't tell however she knew something for sure he needed a special someone to share his pain with. Or even just share his life and happiness with not just a friend but a special someone. A smile crept to her face she knew the perfect person who needed the same but never showed it grinning to herself she walked out of the bridge and headed to the deck where their friends where gathered and enjoying the cool breeze. First she approached Raven who was staring blankly at the endless sky when she was within speaking distance he spoke first "whatever it is I don't want to be a part of it" he said staring at the sky bored expression on his face. Ignoring him she grabbed his arm and pulled him along faintly hearing his mumbling about he didn't want to be part ofElsword4 years ago in Romance More Like This
A Life Of Shame?What gives you the right to judge?A Life Of Shame?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What gives you the right to stare?
What gives you the right to hate us?
What gives you that damn right?
She's my wife
She's my love forever
I just want to hold her hand
I just want to kiss her
Without the staring
Call us names
Give it all you got
But this is not my life of shame
This is my life filled with joy
Filled with tyhe love of my life
Filled with everything I ever wanted
So this is NOT my life of shame
I will not be ashamed of m wife
So you can judge all you want
But I won't be ashamed for my feelings
Because I like who I am today
So tell me
Who are you to judge what's right?
To judge us in general
Or are you just afraid of something you don't know
Or perhaps even jealous of something you miss?
This is not my life of shame
Lesbians are also human
And we will not be ashamed of our feelings
So who are you to judge us?
DMC Spoofs - Vergil and LadyDevil May Cry Spoofs – Vergil and Lady!DMC Spoofs - Vergil and Lady8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
NOTE: Lady is wearing her white catsuit from the Special edition!
Vergil is standing by himself, waiting for a bus when Lady spots him from across the street and crosses over to meet with him.
Lady: Hi Vergil!
Vergil: What do you want?
Lady: Nothing. What ya doin'?
Vergil: That's……none of your concern.
……..If you must know, I'm waiting for a bus. I would appreciate it if you didn't bother me.
Lady: Aww. But you look so lonely by yourself. Wouldn't you rather have someone to keep you company! *Moves closer*
Vergil: I won't ask you again.
Lady: You know, your brother tries to make out that he's such a badass, but he's nothing compared to a REAL man like you, Vergil! *unzips her catsuit down to below her navel*
A trickle of blood runs down from Vergil's left nostril. He wonders why this woman is making him feel so strange, so good. He tries to shake it off. "A warrior has no need for such emotions!" he tells himself.
Vergil: *tries to stop bl
Winter can never reach SpringSpringWinter can never reach Spring4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Forever there to bring a stop to the cold
Scent mesmerizing, warmth intoxicating
Always wanted, always wished for
Always wished away
Tries to hold on, tries to steal the warmth
Always whisked away by the warmth of Spring
But always there
Wanting what it can't have
Grasping what can't be reached
A weapon in the night
A shield in the light
Always so near
But always destined to be apart
Sweden's ListSweden's ListSweden's List3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
1) Make her laugh~! Girls like, totally dig funny guys and stuff~! - Poland
2) Let her hug you. Hug her back. Touch is important for relationships. -France
3) Impress her! Girls love awesome guys! -Prussia
4) Show her a scary movie! She'll cling onto you during the whole thing! - America
5) Make her lots of delicious food and complement her! Don't forget to pay for the food! Girls love being complemented and loved~! -Italy
6) Let her give you a nickname! Nicknames are a sign of friendship and closeness, wanker~! -Britain
7) Stand up for her! Woman want someone who they know who will protect them! -Switzerland
8) Give her flowers. Girls love pretty flowers~! -Russia
9) Buy her cute things! Girls love cute things, aru! -China
10) Act intelligant around her. Woman like men who know what they're talking about. -Estonia
11) Take her out dancing~! Girls love dancing, relaxing, and having fun with the ones they love~! -
Without the IndividualWithout the IndividualWithout the Individual2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you imagine a world, directed by a single mind?
A collective conscious, a living hive.
Each time we are born, we receive a part of it
And when we return, we share in the pool.
There would be no fear of death;
No fear of the unknown…
For a thousand souls would bolster our hearts.
We could live—truly LIVE—to the fullest extent of our capabilities.
And when we succeed?
That success returns to the hive…
That success can be shared across the next generation.
We would become an ever-evolving organism.
One with a thousand faces, but a single driving purpose.
Can you even imagine how that would feel?
But…I suppose that you can’t.
For you, as with all humans, share in a single flaw:
The nature of the individual, the ego of the singular man.
Existing in a void of his own thoughts—he has no point of reference.
He is alone, even if surrounded by other humans,
For he shall never share in their minds…
Sweet SerenityI have searched the very depths of my being,Sweet Serenity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seeking the essence of the void...
To understand its nature,
To become a part of nothing...
For where else can we be free of turmoil,
Where else can a beaten soul go to rest?
If not in the comforting embrace of eternal oblivion?
Such is what I seek, away from the noise that burns at my ears.
Away from the many voices that drill into my mind.
For these are not the whispers of psychosis,
Nor the delusions of a twisted psyche.
Instead they are the whispers that are heard all around us;
The whispers of the every-man.
He who desires the body of another.
He who desires the fat of his wallet.
He who cares only for self-satisfaction
And He who wishes to stand above all.
Voices, voices, noisy voices...
Eternally spitting their foul words into me.
Even in the realm of fantasy I can no longer escape!
For they are here, and I read their words scrawled across th
Hades and PersephoneThe king of the underworldHades and Persephone4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The daughter of life
His eyes dark cold and icy
Hers light and airy
Light flickers through
Enhancing her innocence
Darkness surrounds him
Shielding his heart
What happens when these two cross?
The king of death and the daughter of life
Does she wither and wait
to accept her fate
or does she warm his shielded heart?
What happens when these two fall in love?
Can happiness reside where light cannot?
or will it slowly flicker away until it is no more
and give into the darkness around her?
They say even the smallest bit of light
Will shine in the darkness
Until it finally gives in
and flickers away
So what will happen
When she finally gives up
and fades away
Will he want her then?
or toss her away?
No one knows
Not one can say
What will happen
When the daughter of life
What I Can Not FeelWhat I Can Not Feel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am disappointed in myself,
For letting myself feel this
Feeling this for you
And what scares me most is
That I can not feel a thing
And when I do start to feel, I feel so intensely that it'll be too much to bare
What will I do then?
Feeling the world on my shoulders
I wanted to cry
But nothing comes
Nothing at all
So I sit here waiting
For the moment when I start to feel
Like the wind blowing in the feathers of birds as they fly away
Because I can not fly away
Away from all this pain I can not feel.
Temptation"Oh but mother!" I sighed shaking my head at her as she crossed her arms giving me a stern glare.Temptation4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Don't defy me, Perisia! You know very well to never cross into that land! After what happened your older sister, I couldn't bear loosing you too!" She said unfolding her arms pulling me into warm sun kissed hug, I couldn't help but hug her back. I completely understood what she meant, my sister Persephone had wandered off and and was seduced by the god Hades. My mother, Demeter, was devastated but after a deal with my uncle, Zeus, he was able to free Persephone for six months. During those months my mother had lightened up and was happy. Then I came into the picture. Perisia. The daughter of the harvest goddess Demeter and Zeus and sister to the ill fated Persephone, queen of the underworld.
"I swear to you that I won't do anything irrational. Now may I please go now?" I asked wanting to go play out in the fields under the warm sun provide by my cousin Helios.
DesperationI wonder how many days you've spent feeling lost.Desperation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thinking that you're going somewhere.
Never actually getting anywhere.
You look at the same four walls over and over again.
You can paint them in different colours,
But you know they're still the same.
And you convince yourself that you're making progress,
Nothing's changed, but you're making progress.
Things are getting worse, but you're making progress.
And then you wake up and realise,
That shit has hit the fan...
Suddenly you're forced to do the things you couldn't,
The kind of things that you were never comfortable with.
And you find out you can do them.
You find out that the only reason you couldn't,
Was because you were afraid to try.
It's hard - trying to take that first step.
It's hard - trying to convince yourself to take that chance.
Petals and Ash IPetals and Ash I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What do you do when you have a life- no, not a life a curse- where you are surrounded by nothing but death? The pleasure of looking forward to death ripped from your control? To be immortal
There is no elixir, no weapon and absolutely no thread of life that will be cut for me if anything tried to take my life. Trust me I have tried.
What good is it to be eternally bound to this Zeus-forsaken body I've been given when it feels like I'm constantly living the regret of a simple mistake by choosing the wrong stick in a game of "shortest stick looses?"
To be the Lord of the Underworld
Guardian of lost souls.
Forever bound to the darkness.
Hades The Damned.
Years, decades, centuries, millenniums, eons and eons of being forgotten in this Hell of a place literally- while my brothers and sisters drink, party and enjoy the warmth of spring time and the changing of seasons the golden rays of Helios' mighty sun. The feeling of my brother, Poseidon's coo
Chapter Nine: One of the GuysChapter Nine: One of the Guys3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Class was the next day. I mostly came to this college because of the soccer program they had, I think that is why the other guys came here too. When I asked Heracles, he said he came for the history classes. "The history classes here are so... cool," he told me.
His voice was such a soothing tone; I always found you could calm down when talking to him, no matter your mood.
Mei was more into the 'wife courses,' as Gilbert liked to put it. She was a pretty good cook, and she could make a dress easily if she wanted to. I found out later we were completely different from each other, like she hated soccer! I got along with her, but we didn't really share any of the same interests. She would also ask me weird questions.
"Hey, when was your first kiss?" She said while I was studying one day.
"My first kiss?"
"Yeah! Tell me everything!"
"Sorry, but I've never had a first kiss..."
"Have you ever gone out with a guy? Like on a date?"
I thought back to when Roderich was in sch
InspiredIn the bitter snow,there lies a flowerInspired4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Out of season,
Out of place,
That soft,glowing warmth
Delicate and easily broken
The very harshness
Of oblivion and winter
Lean over that flower,
Frigid eyes lingering
In the warmth
A touch, so close-
England x Neko!reader Did You Drink The Coke?England x Neko!reader Did You Drink The Coke?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hello? Arthur where are you?" (Name) yelled in the very empty basement. Sighing she realized that he wasn't there in his magic room. (Name) looked around and saw a coke bottle, "Oh lookie might as well drink this before it expires." She chirped happily drinking the dreaded coke. Upon finishing it she went upstairs and sat on Arthur's couch waiting for him to return home slowly she started to black out.
'Well finally I'm home and now I can give that git Alfred that coke,' he snickers thinking. 'Yes this will be perfect and he will be so humiliated turning into a neko that the others will laugh at him,' he thought in total bliss entering his house and going to the kitchen to make tea.
Yawn! MEOW!!!! Huh meow? I got up and shrugged it off and went to the kitchen and saw Arthur at him stove making tea. Smiling a cat like grin I snuck over behind him and BAM GLOMPS!!!!!! He fell over with me on top.
SuicideI cut myself todaySuicide12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I started to bleed
The pain is so intense
and I start to scream
I cut myself today
and I start to cry
why did I do this?
I don't want to die
I crawl to the door
I'm at the top of the stairs
I try and yell for help
But the words don't come out
I try to get up
but my knees are so weak
I take my last breath
with one tear rolling down my cheek
You should never attack a poet,we are the best at exploiting weakness.You should never attack a poet,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the night you took a scalpel to my chest
& fed my heart to the stars,
you told me i could hate you
if i needed to.
with an exorcism
i tried to cast you out
of my body.
i was contorted limbs:
the language of tongues
trying to find myself
in the cosmos
of lit kerosene fingertips,
& the kinds of habits
that only choke me at 3am -
when my eyes aren’t yet heavy
enough for sleep;
my mind tells me to do awful things.
between fucking &
you are the calories
in the mathematical equation
i think of shy moons
and i don’t eat for three days.
you only liked me
when this poetic tongue
space shrapnel aside-
you’re too far down now
for even the stars
to graph you into their maps.
Dear YouDear YouDear You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are a hurricane.
You are a volcano.
You are a flurry of beautiful violence;
A plume of volcanic ash cast into the sky.
You are all the voices of the world;
A scream and a whisper and a sigh.
You are the beauty of the earth;
An exquisite wildfire, divine in its destruction.
And you are so strong.
You are stronger than this weight on your shoulders,
You are stronger than this emptiness in your chest,
You are stronger than all these things that dare get in your way.
You will charge past these things;
These regrets, these desires, these insecurities.
You will get through every pitfall and mistake and slipup,
And you’ll be made better for it.
You are unbeatable, unconquerable and unstoppable.
Every obstacle, an opportunity,
Every failure, a lesson.
You will beat this because you are better than this.
You will beat this because you are you.
And that is a powerful thing.
DepressionI'm tired of being here,Depression11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weakness is,
but I know I hear some lust.
I just have to get through this,
and have no one to trust.
Weight of GeniusWeight of Genius3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
WARNING: May collapse
under weight of own genius
at any moment