What is a Monster Anyway?Does it growl like some angered creature?What is a Monster Anyway?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does it have eyes like hellfire?
Do its claws and fangs drip blood?
Does it lurk at night under the full moon?
Does it dwell beneath the beds of sleeping children?
Or is it something more subtle?
Something more everyday?
Is it the snide remark that cuts?
Is it the darkness that look back at us in the mirror?
Is it the shadow on our hearts?
Is it hate?
Does it drive a gun to fire?
A Knife to stab?
A fist to curl?
Or is it even something,
That we can define?
Tanto na alma e tao pouco..."Tenho na alma um desejo intenso de quebrar o vidroTanto na alma e tao pouco...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
que me aprisionou o coração
e de soltar as asas engelhadas que trago agarradas ao corpo.
Tenho tanto na alma e tão pouco na carne,
tantos sonhos e amores encharcados de poeira temporal
entre frascos desertos de areia.
Tenho tantos sentires e cantares no olhar,
tantos toques e beijos lânguidos na boca,
tantas lágrimas de abandono...
mas não tenho o destinatário dessas marcas tatuadas no rosto e no coração.
Tenho as memórias na gaveta e as palavras no armário,
mas o corpo físico e presente ao meu lado na cama não.
Para onde fugiste tu, minha querida confiança,
incorporada em momentos de paz nocturna?
Para onde te refugiaram as mentiras
que me despedaçaram as mãos na busca de um corpo
que desejo para lá da fotografia estática na cabeceira?
traz-me, por favor, essa paz interior
que sentia nos seus braços em noites que não esque
My Life In a NutshellMy Life In a Nutshell3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Life In a Nutshell
I (That's just another word for me.)
I tried to reason with myself today.
I didn't give you a fair chance to run before you fell in love with me.
By the way, why did you fall in love with me?
Or did you trip over the last heart you broke and land in my arms?
I saw the truth today.
It wasn't pretty.
Yesterday I had a dream.
You lost me.
I found me.
The world use to look so dim.
Oh wait, there's the light switch.
Damn, the light just burned out!
The future looks so bright.
No wait, that's just car headlights.
I think I died and went to...
Not you again.
Weren't you here last year?
I just started a new lease on life.
My credit score is above average.
Oops! I just read it backwards.
My mom use to say: Be whatever you want.
Mom I want to be adopted, just kidding.
My mom said: I want to be taken serious, just not too serious.
I wish I knew.
That's it, I just wish I knew.
Well that and many other things.
Ride for FreedomRide for Freedom2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She wandered silently. The tears that hid behind her eyes refused to flow…for she wouldn’t let them show. She walked on through the trees and the bushes. The sky was turning into a flaring orange and purple as the sun was beginning to grow heavy in the sky’s grasp and was starting its decent down beyond the horizon. She knew that it would be dark again…and she had nowhere to rest her head. No place to call her home. With that thought in mind, she shifted the large backpack she had strapped over her shoulders and pressed onward. For the place she had left behind her had not been a place she could call home either.
The trees began to open way to the sight of a large and lonely meadow. The grass swayed in a light evening braze, creating ripples along the meadow like water. It was like an ocean of green that was cascaded in the light of a setting sun. The mountains and hills that towered in the distance seemed to go on forever and bask a shadow down on everything
HelplessI think I am a cutter,Helpless3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not physically, I mean;
My self-destructive tendencies
Leave scars that can't be seen.
When everything is okay
And things are going well,
It's a sure fire bet I'll ruin it
And all will turn to hell.
I fear that I an losing it;
The Black Dog's grip is strong;
I really can't go on like this,
I know it won't be long.
The jaws of gloom grow tighter
And even though I try,
The only way out that I see
Is actually to die
Her SkinHer flawless skin so colourless and pale,Her Skin3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Smooth and silky soft to touch,
Exudes a radiance so pure to see,
Though she despises it so much.
Hidden beneath the clothes she adorns,
Out of reach of adoring eyes,
That skin so fresh and perfect,
Spilt tears of blood it painfuly cries.
Disfigured beyond its former beauty,
Scarred by the years of pain,
Every day showing signs of torment,
Like rings of a tree each year they gain.
She has nobody to help her through this,
Feeling isolated and alone,
Fearing the next cut will be her last,
The inevitable to no longer postpone.
SufferingI'm the high school girl who sits alone at lunch.Suffering3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm the boy who's teased for not taking a punch.
I'm the nerd who's only friends are her books.
Because the words they say about her stick like hooks.
I'm the homeless old man who ignores the peoples glares.
I'm the little boy who cries because he thinks nobody cares.
I'm the freak who tries so hard to act like she can blend.
But she knows she'll never really be accepted in the end.
I'm the orphan boy who is left week after week.
I'm the girl who's so depressed that she chooses not to speak.
I'm the grad student who's life has been so rough.
Yet he's finding that still his earnings aren't enough.
I'm the girl who sobs in her closet every night.
I'm the girl who's too tired to put up a decent fight.
I'm the guy who thinks that he should end his life,
So his parents have a chance to get over all their strife.
I'm the mom who wonders if her kids are doing fine.
I'm the man who competes because his job is on the line.
I'm the thirteen year
Prologue of Shattered Light“But I don't want to see a therapist! I've been seeing them since I was a little girl and it never helped anything. I mean, stuff never really changed, and I lost a lot of time after sessions because of the emotional intensity. I'll be ok.”Prologue of Shattered Light6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Kitty, we've been through this. I can't deal with all your emotional turmoil. I have work, and need alone time. I can't be your babysitter too. You need to go. Just look at your arms. I can't be around, and if I can't trust you to be alone, you'd be better off going to the psych ward.”
“I'll be good! I'll be good! I just...please don't make me see a therapist! It's pointless.”
“Whatever.” Sib turned her head and dismissed me. I closed her door and walked back to my room. Almost lovingly, I traced my old scars and the new ones. They didn't hurt anyone but me, and I was always careful. I just don't understand why people had an issue with me cutting.
It's not like I was trying to commit suicide. I learne
Tortured SoulI have found myself somewhat carelessTortured Soul3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way my mind softly whispers your name
how I now have to struggle to hold you in
my clenched teeth, your prison sentence
Failing, my mind conjures up false delusions
your presence, your brow furrowed in thought
your eyes testing my wit, jaw taught with want
for these precious moments of mine, you exist
Standing just steps from me, still unreachable
my own personal torture, yet I revel in it willingly
the distance between us, my unyielding bonds
feet glued to where they now tremble, my lashing
Such a silly mess, to fear one's own creation
my heart screaming your name in frantic beats
watery eyes fasten shut, until alone once more
though the spirit that is you still flows within me
Your New Nekoloid: NorwayYour New Nekoloid: Norway3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thank you for custom ordering from Neko Corp. Here is a list of instructions for caring for your new pet Nekoloid and with your new Nekoloid is a few things it might need.
Your Norway Nekoloid Comes With:
- One cat bed,
- One water dish
- One food dish
- A Troll cat toy
- 3lbs of dry cat food
- 5 cans of wet cat food
- A kitty Viking outfit
- One collar
- A Scratching post
All Nekoloids are to be kept away from water to keep them functioning and regular grooming to avoid hair balls. Due to pet over populations, Nekoloids are spayed and nurtured before being shipped to you. Nekoloids also have all their shots, and are free of fleas, worms and completely healthy.
We now offer kitten versions of all our Nekoloids.
Wakening Your Nekoloid
Wakening your Norway Nekoloid will be awake when you open their box, he tends to be a laid back cat and is shy around strangers, but he will warm up to you eventually.
What to feed your Nekoloid
Another AfternoonDOCTOR:Another Afternoon7 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Next, please. Good afternoon, young sir.
Good afternoon, doctor.
Please have a seat. Now what seems to be the matter?
I've been having some troubles recently with my, sanity.
Oh. Well. Let's have a look at it then, shall we?
Certainly. I keep it here in this jar.
Hm... (surveys jar) It appears to me to be in perfect condition.
Ever since I lost it last week it's been acting in a very unstable manner.
No, that seems to be all right. How are you coping?
Not too well, I... (bursts into tears) Well look at its beady little eyes! "Are you fit for this?" they say! "Are you responsible?" Doctor, I don't know how to manage any longer!
There, there, I see what you mean... You must realise there is a way out of this.
(sobbing) There is?
Yes, you see... Sanity is not so much a separate living organism as the result of a physiopsychological homeostasi
The Feeling of LoveI often wonderThe Feeling of Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I look at you
How that butterfly
Gets in my chest
I'm in your head, I'm in your heart.Pieces of me are scattered across the city,I'm in your head, I'm in your heart.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sleeping on storm drains, kissing their feet,
but I am unseen.
I giggle, "Hey, look. Those are my initials."
I point and recite, "M. E. S."
and the rise of his brow
whispers that he will never
be able to strip the memory of me
from these streets.
I smile and we take a step
Rain drips down the drain
and washes away my footprints
but my initials remain.
I am gone.
NaruFest: Kissing BoothThe weather had been awful the previous day. The ground was still muddy and soggy, mushy from the hard downpour the thunderstorm had let loose upon Konoha. The winds had managed to uproot several electricity poles throughout the city, and tree limbs dotted the streets like decorations.NaruFest: Kissing Booth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it was with great difficulty that Hinata managed to maneuver her way through the wreckage to
The only happy ones about this are the plants, Hinata thought somewhat begrudgingly. It was no easy feat, getting around numerous fallen branches and splashing through tons of puddles. Hinata's feet were soaked, and as she parked her bike y the side of the school and walked in, they squished and squelched against the ground with every step she took. And she took a lot of steps. Because, you know, short people need to.
Hinata, needless to say, was not in the most pleasant of moods that morning.
But once she walked inside the building, she felt her edginess ease slightly. The almost-re
A Cure For HeartacheIn circles.A Cure For Heartache3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love, pain, love, pain
over and over and over and over.
Vicious cycle of hope and defeat,
endlessly spinning, dizzying.
You were there.
Open arms broke my descent.
Unbreakable and breathtaking,
right where I needed you to be.
Those precious moments you let me cry,
or made me laugh, or held my hand,
extinguished the pain.
Silent tears no longer fall.
Enraptured By BlessingEnraptured By Blessing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take to heart, and keep in mind,
Flashbacks, and the constant gaze,
As it was then I did not know,
The truth of the beat
of my once cold heart.
The thirst I beheld,
to behold the holding
of my attention,
of an enraptured obsession.
Pure, so true, by definition,
Defying the rules laid down by conformity,
spitting back into its face
the requisites of ungratefulness
hindered by the lack of sight.
Yet I saw the blessings
Wrapped with bows
In a marathon to my eyes,
Unscathed by bumps in the road,
Unharmed by my jagged edges...
Take to heart, and keep in mind,
the constant gaze and visual marathon,
Set me free, this God given blessing...
My once cold heart
is now and forever set aflame
The NeedMy need is notThe Need3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
unlike the shade's,
who, unseen, slips
forth from his grave.
My need is not
so scarce, so strange
and, I have found
is much the same
as his, the dead,
who reaches yet
for life, to steal
a kiss from it.
When I rise
the need lifts me
and pulls me up
though half in sleep
and if that wretch,
who climbed from heck
would bring his teeth
to meet my neck,
he would taste
only my need:
my blood would taste
of coffee bean.
The Clock StruckThe Clock Struck3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clock struck nine
The illusion of a beautiful woman
What madness can this be?
She is calling out to me
My name my name on her lustful lips
And now my hands pressed on her hips
Oh! Her smile! Her caress!
That croon which must be blessed!
The clock struck ten
The temptations of a temptress
This woman, so beautiful in every way,
With my heart, she does recklessly play
Her eyes so dark, yet brightly glowing
Her hair so soft and gently flowing
Her skin so silky cannot be soiled
But to the touch, is so deathly cold
The clock struck eleven
The prayer without the belief
What this gorgeous being is, I don't bother
Yet hold silent prayer to our heavenly father
But now's not the time to worry with such strife
For tonight may be the rest of my ungodly life
My heart beats profoundly in my chest
"I love you" my words solemnly confessed
The clock struck twelve
The love of a man unloved
"Of course you do" my love left unreturned
But with her so near, I was unco
In Love With Your MemoryIn Love With Your Memory3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rang you up,
Not so long ago,
Got your number from your sister,
She said ring any time.
I've been waiting six years,
Day by day,
Wondering where you are,
What you look like.
I love you,
It takes the world on my shoulders,
I got used to living without you.
I always said when we were younger,
That we would one day be man and wife.
I guess I was in love,
With your memory.
Maybe we'll be together,
But I don't see it soon,
You don't remember me,
And you aren't who I remember.
I don't see things going back,
To how they once where.
Long days running in field,
Laughing in a childish way.
I love you,
I know I do.
But I love the old you,
And I can't find any more love for you.
This is not who I remember,
This boy stood in front of me,
A searching look on his face,
Desperately trying to drag up a memory.
I tell you all I remember,
And then the time strikes for the goodbyes.
I hug you tight,
Never wanting to let go of this hope I've carried a third of my life,
PhasesPhases3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
With beauty may come happiness, but with happiness always comes beauty.
When's the last time you did something for the first time?
Must I pretend I'm someone else, for all time?
I don't understand how I can care this much, when you don't care at all.
If you can't handle me at my worst, you certainly can't handle me at my best.
All that matters is who you are and the choices you make; that is what makes you, you.