SecretsSince tiny toddlers, its been you and ISecrets2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over the years, all truth, no lies
Secrets kept safe, in eachother's hearts
And lips are sealed when we're apart
I always smile, so you'll smile too
To hear you laugh, then I'll laugh too
But when I'm sad, will you smile for me?
Am I ever the one that you want to see?
We're older now, and changing still..
But you're the friend I go to, for good or ill
You're always welcome into my heart
No matter how long that we're apart
But now and then along through time
I wonder if you could tow the line
Because my heart gets weary when you pass me by
And I wonder if its all a lie..
Am I the one who pulls us through?
I wonder if you'd do the same for me too..
I listen to all you've kept up inside
I'm the girl in whom you can always confide
But apart from that, when you're all okay
Sometimes you won't even glance my way
My friend, I love you,
Through the thick and the thin
'Cause its not a game that only one can win
We'll always share secrets, but one, ..
DreamIn my mind you approach meDream3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You smile softly and warm
You grab my hand and squeeze it tight
making me feel chosen, beloved and right
It's a magical moment
and sparks are in the air
You wrap your arms around me
and you strike back my hair
You keep me in one piece,
you wipe away my tears
In my ears you're whispering,
Sweet words of love I hear
I pull you even closer,
feeling so much better by your simple embrace
I look at you and see,
happiness that beams of your face
Then I close my eyes hard,
and return to what's real
To a beautiful sky, starred
But also to the sad things I feel
Because... for now, as things seem...
Reality won't be this dream...
Accidental SuicideI was there, at the house.Accidental Suicide4 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
I don't know, Her house.
I don't know, Her.
But I was too late.
She was telling me all the bad things that had happened
before I'd arrived.
There was a man,
and he'd done all these things.
I don't know, Bad Things.
But then he felt guilty,
he wanted to repent.
So he took Her mother's pills,
he took too many, even though Her mother told him not to,
but he did.
Then he coughed, just to make sure.
And then he vomited blood,
She told me.
I walked outside, on the moss covered porch, and
I took Her mother's pills.
I took too many.
Then I coughed, just to make sure.
And then I felt it bubble up, and I coughed again,
like I was clearing my throat,
and the blood came rushing out.
Only it didn't look like blood.
It wasn't red enough,
it was too red.
It didn't fall like blood.
It spread like water in the air,
But it tasted like blood,
rushing down my throat,
over my tongue,
falling through the air
Standing tallA lonely flowerStanding tall3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Standing tall in the storm
It doesn't break
But it endures
Hoping for sunshine
Please...Hold me tight.Please...3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Wrap your arms around me.
I need you.
Bursting to pieces
Help me breathe
Wipe away my tears
Drown my fears
Love me for being me
Even when that is not enough
Tell me things to make me feel right
Please just hold me tight
Don't leave me to these nightmares
Be with me
Just for a while
Just show me a feeling
efter sexJulia hade äntligen gjort det. Hon hade förlorat oskulden, och nu så låg hon bredvid den sovande unge mannen som hade fått äran att ta den.efter sex3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hon var besviken. Hon hade alltid föreställt sig att sex skulle kännas som det mest dekadenta hon någonsin varit med om. Hon hade trott att hon skulle skala av sig Jungfrun och blomstra ut i Horan så fort hon gjorde det, men hon kände sig varken dekadent eller sexuellt fridgjord. Inte ens lite småkinky, trots att det var två månader kvar tills hon fyllde femton, och snubben hon hade haft sex med var tjugotvå.
Hon suckade och stirrade upp i taket.
Hon lade sina händer på sin mage och såg ned på den. Tänk, en dag så kanske det skulle ligga en bebis i den.
Det kanske redan gjorde det, ett färdigvuxet litet barn.
Hon kunde ju omöjligt veta om det kommit en utomjording till henne när hon sovit och inseminerat h
Flowing WarriorColors FlowingFlowing Warrior2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Small heroes unexpectedly arising
Power taken from those fought
None will defeat this little warriors heart
Catstar kirby oc profileCatstar kirby oc profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: Young adult.
Species: Puffball (she also has some cat in her too).
Final smash attacck: Blessing healing ( this is a healing finishing move).
Rank: Rouge (she is not part of a group just yet).
Quotes: 'Hi my name is Catstar nice to meet you' and 'I may be a girl but I can be tough too' and 'umm what should I say? '.
Theme songs: A year without rain by selena Gomez and Deceiver of fools by within temptation and Wild child by enya.
Personality: Shy and timid but she is caring and kind hearted and though she may not look tough she can be quite strong when she needs to be she is also clever and quite friendly too.
Looks ( there is a preview image of on how she looks just above her profile pretty much and you can see that she has cat like ears and a pair of angel wings on her back too).
Older brother: Firestorm.
Weapons: A small knife but she will use some other weapons sometimes and she can fight without weapo
how I lost youTakuya looked over the sea. Watched the steady waves hit the ship with an immens force. He looked up and saw the darks cloud up ahead. These remembered him of a painfull day. watching at his right hand he remembered everything clearly.how I lost you2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was just a day like this one and instead of watching the waves he looked at Maria. Cheerfully she was cleaning the deck. He heard her sing and old pirate song about the creatures of the sea.
'Their hair will shine into the deep, as beautifull as the stars. the water is their teritory so don't be fooled by their looks, their demons of the sea. Every man should fear, the mermaids of the deep blue sea.' Takuya loved hearing her sing. Seeing the wind play with her red hair, trying to defeat her hair tie. Maria noticed he was looking at her and smiled towards him. They have survived a lot of things and Takuya would have done everthing to keep her save. Suddenly he saw Maria's face turn pale.
'What's wrong?' he asked. she pointed at the clouds behind him, g
Prologue of Kurohana"Who are you really?" A voice whispers. "Who am I?" the girl asks herself. A bloodstained tear runs across her cheek as she regrettably runs across her memories. "My name is Kanon," she tells no one, "My life was hell on Earth, tortured among the living, not belonging." A breeze runs across Kanon's long hair as the voices comes back, "Kanon, my darling, what brings you here to call out to me?what is your wish?" Kanon's red eyes looks out into the pink-blue setting sky as she replies, "My wish? To be dead, and to never be raised again among the living, for the burden of life is too strong for a wimp like me." A laugh that sounded like a tinkling of silver chime bells rushed towards her. A lovely sound, yet harsh and bitter. "To be dead, my darling? What a gruesome wish! You are but a child!" "Yes." "But honey, you are already dead. On the inside, it is only but a shattered soul and a body as a shell is all you have left. But Kanon, I shall bless you with a curse and curse you with a blePrologue of Kurohana3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PrisonerTrappedPrisoner3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hands reaching for freedom
Hands unable to capture
Tears are drying
Wounds not healing
Heart is aching
Hope is all I have
Yet that too is taken
To the SeaThe sea moves at its own paceTo the Sea4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The salty air is filled with laughter
The gentle groaning of the wood
The blazing sun
All nothing compared to the now frantic
And somehow in the storm
Amidst the chaos
Amidst the other pirates
Two come together...
One the savior, the other the saved.
They will go far.
SpillWhat better place to spill your thoughts than upon a blank sheet of paper.Spill2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As one's unique prayers are intertwined ardently through
those same hundreds of words spoken by thousands of people,
every minute, every day,
take paper and pen as many have before you,
and make it yours alone,
ardently intertwining yourself--
Your thought, your mind, your soul,
to truly, make it
every stroke of a brush, swipe of a pen, drag of graphite is inspired by something--
a thought, that
this letter, this line, this contour, this curve, this motion,
shall represent a being, an object, a representative of fluid thought
that does not cease, but continues on end until that clairvoyant mind shall declare it so.
And it all belongs only
as your heart leaps obstacles holding the hand of the one you love,
take hold of that
pen, paint, canvas, that guitar, piano, microphone,
your body in motion to the bum-bada beat..
Take it all, with your soul and oh, so fervently,