ForgottenThis crushing painForgotten3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This endless loss
This hope is vein
Your heart is frost
I love you so
Can't let you go
Can't breathe a word
Tears freely flow
Have you forgotten already
the love we shared?
Have you forgotten already
us, the perfect pair?
Do you even hear me
I'm bleeding inside,
bleeding myself out.
What's lost is lost
But I can't give up.
What's gone is gone
But I still love.
You won't remember
come a few years time
that you broke my heart
and that I tried to die
You won't remember
when all is done
those days of life,
when we still danced
in the sun.
the last leaf to fall.// Sometimes I Feel the Description of the Poem Should Come First //the last leaf to fall.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
....so it's going to.
and the poem? it's going to be the comments instead.
Yes, I'm going there.
I haven't touched it in three years, but I've suffered it every day since.
Krystle? You may not want to read this.
This is a poem I wrote, one of my first.
Three years ago, I was admitted to a trauma disorders hospital for those with severe childhood trauma, sexual abuse, PTSD, and other dissociative disorders.
I'd never been in treatment for this.
I was terrified to walk onto a unit where I'd have to face my past trauma whether I was ready or not.
But, at the same time I saw this as 'my solid oak tree' where all its leaves were in the place of understanding. We all knew the same kinds of suffering. We all were no strangers to flashbacks, night terrors, memories, hypervigilence, fear.
Sadly, none of us were strangers to self-harm or suicidal ideation eith--
Scarlet River P15“Good catch!” Echokit commented as River dropped the catch. River began eating her mouse, glancing around for Stonekit.Scarlet River P151 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
River glanced at her friend, surprised at the hesitant tone of her voice. Echokit had always been the positive one in the group. She was excitable and reckless, and River admired her courage. Hearing Echokit sound so unsure was strange.
“What is it?” River murmured.
“Well…When do you think we’ll run into the city cats? You said they weren’t going to stay in the city forever, so do you think we’ll run into them beforehand?”
River lowered her gaze, staring at the remains of her mouse.
“I think that…yeah. We’ll probably run into them in the forests surrounding the City. But we can sneak past them! After so long in such a stinky place, their noses are nowhere near as good as a forest cat’s! Their hearing stinks too. We’ll be fine.”
Suicide.I'm on my hands,Suicide.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm on my knees.
You've got me begging,
Please don't go;
Don't leave me here.
Just hold me close,
Don't hold her near.
You were my life;
Now on my heart
You've left a mark.
It's a large mark;
A break, you see,
That's slowly dominating
All of me.
So now you walk;
You walk away.
Not knowing that
I will die today.
Remembrance.The old picture is still strong between both my thumbs and forefingers, clenching so hard at both ends of the scratchy textures, afraid that the November winds might fly it up high to the sky and never return it. Or the fear of my mind not remembering all the details behind the picture without looking down at it. Just like the famous quote that says, "There's a thousand story behind a single picture." And that's exactly how I felt at the moment. I could tell everyone about the thousand memories and million types of moment behind that single, yellowish photograph. It would pour out of my lips without hesitation, leaving not a moment behind until I get to the finishing. Where the end starts and my heart would make a breaking sound, deafening my heart. It's not that I don't want to look down to see the image in my hands, but I rather not. I'm too afraid to let my glassy tears to pour down raining the dry earth and unable to stop them. But then, why does the world ahead is staring back andRemembrance.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Don't Leave MeI thought I saw your face today,Don't Leave Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Saw your smile,
Heard your laugh,
I could write a paragraph,
On what I thought I saw today.
I thought I felt you hug me close,
Ruffle my hair,
Rub my back,
But then I lost track,
At the thought of you hugging me close.
I thought I heard you singing our songs,
Full of life,
Making me fill with strife,
At the thought of you singing our songs.
I thought I came when you called,
Where are you?
You're not here,
My heart flooding with fear,
At the thought of not coming because you never called.
I thought I heard you scream last night,
Breathe your last,
Moan in pain,
Going through it all again,
When I heard you scream last night.
I thought I saw your face today,
Pale and pained,
No life there,
Getting lost in your blind stare,
When I thought I saw your face today.
SuicideSuicide10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wish you happiness
As I point the gun at my head
As I tighten my finger over the trigger
I wish you love
As I shed my last tears
As I think my last thoughts
I wish you peace
As I feel my heart beat quicken
As I feel the chaos still around me
I wish you hope
As I see my dreams shatter
As I feel the despair of my heart
I wish you life
As I give in to my pain
As I greet death
[Ink x Iron] A Gajeel x Levy FanFiction pt. 12Chapter Twelve: To The Boats![Ink x Iron] A Gajeel x Levy FanFiction pt. 122 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gajeel’s body convulsed with coughs. He sat victim to his own body until the fit passed. When he finally managed to catch his breath, he realized that he was sitting on a hill in the middle of a desert. Below him, where the sand leveled out was an oasis. Around the small pool of water were all kinds of trees, there were rocks too, but the water was what grabbed the Iron Dragon Slayer attention.
The water was crystal clear, calm as the night, and almost seemed to call out his name. Getting to his feet, Gajeel stumbled down the side of the sandy hill. When the sand finally leveled out, he took one last shaky step and fell flat on his face.
“Gaaajeeeel,” a singsong voice called.
“Levy?” he whispered into the sand.
“Gaaajeeeel,” the singsong voice called again.
“Levy,” he muttered, spitting out sand and pushing himself up to a standing position. As he stood, he caught a glimpse of light blue hair. Looking c
Sephiroth Fan Fiction - Part OneFiction: Sephiroth x ReaderSephiroth Fan Fiction - Part One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You knock on the door and wait for an answer. As the door opens, you begin the rant due for Genesis before you’ve seen who is on the other side. Your mouth falls open a little as you see before you the large, imposing figure of the infamous SOLDIER 1st Class, Sephiroth. His silver hair falls down over his face and his pale Mako eyes narrow.
“Genesis isn’t here,” he says simply, apparently unaffected by your ranting.
After a few moments of gawping, you try to regain your composure in spite of your surprise. You should be used to it by now, you have a habit of losing the ability to form coherent thoughts in the presence of the General.
“Oh,” is all you manage to force out.
His eyes remain fixed on you, waiting for further response, but his stare only serves to render you speechless.
“Is it urgent?” he presses when he receives no more information from you.
You manage a small n
yugioh new drak signersyugioh new drak signers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
YUGIOH 5d NEW DRAK SIGNERS
CHAPTER 1 RETURN IF DARK SIGNERS
it Ben year haft seen the defeat if dark signers and it Ben weeks seen the defeat if zone the signers are all off doing there one thing yusei,.pick up where his dad lift off jack
ben wining duel after duel akiza doing her own thing the twins Leo Luna are at home hooping to see yusei crow who they not seen in weeks jack is one only one be sides akiza
who stoped buy yo see the twins but little did the signers know some thing was happening
the seal that is mint to keep the dark signers locked up for another 5000 years,.his Ben
broken and the immortals have toking over the ones they had control before they are misty Carly roman devack kalin geiger and good win the immortals have return good win Roman
back to living world now 2 days later roman the signers are close buy and i find out that that Leo kid is the 6Th signer,said carly you mean that little Bart i dueled before is
signer now,.said devack yes he is and your job deva
Everlasting Snow: EpilogueEverlasting Snow: Epilogue2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I didn’t see you standing there.
…Quiet one, ain’tcha?
You seem like a good listener, though.
I could use a listener.
Say, would you like to hear a story? It’s a love story. But I promise it’s not a drag. It has noble heroes, a complex villain fighting them for all the goodness and light in the world, with twists and turns at every corner and stuff. Trust me, it’ll really tug at the heartstrings, play with your emotions on all ends of the spectrum. That is, if I can tell it right…
Yes? You would?
Go on, take a seat. Get comfortable. It’s a pretty long tale.
There ya go.
Oh hey, what’s your name? C’mon, don’t be shy.
Heh, I like it.
So, this story is about the love between the eternal spirit of winter and a mortal human being, like you, and the trials and tribulations that they went throu—
Who am I, looking the way I do, with the ice on my clothes an
AnxietyIt begins with a melancholyAnxiety10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
feeling deep inside my soul. Something
pushes it deeper until I
can't handle it anymore. I stop
breathing for a few seconds.
My chest heaves and my lungs take
in a deep, ragged breath. They
get addicted to these sharp
stings. I start to hyperventillate.
I rock forward. I rock backward. I rock
forward and backward and forward
and backward. I rock. I rock. I pull
my hair down. I smooth it out. I smooth my
hair and rock forward and backward and
heave in another ragged breath. One
tear builds up in each eye until
they decide to take the plunge down
my cheeks. The right tear falls onto my
chest with a silent plop as another
follows in its path. And I rock. I rock
and speed breathe. My mind rambles
like a drunken fool stumbling out the doors
of a crowded bar. A fool I would rather
be than myself for the current moment.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 53Everlasting Snow: Chapter 532 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warning: This chapter contains minor spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!
Something in a window has caught your attention.
You stand in front of the shop and mindlessly gaze at the display items, holding a small plastic bag with a new book resting inside, patiently waiting to be read.
Two days have passed since you parted with Jack.
You haven’t seen even a glimpse of him since.
The snow is beginning to melt, verdant patches of grass peeping out here and there in the yards of houses, the sidewalk and roads practically clear of the winter blanket. Spring is awakening.
A single snowflake falls just in front of you. A few seconds after, another follows it. And then a group of them float down, the snowflakes continuously tumbling down after one another in a gentle snowfall.
“Oof!” you hear someone exclaim, making you look up and over in the direction of the voice.
Soon, a small symphony of
Mourningand I still don't knowMourning1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
what was on your mind,
when the bullet struck,
or if you felt any pain
before you fell
and the world went dark
if there was some sort of peace...
though I've heard it's difficult
to sleep when covered in blood.
but I know now
how precious and fragile a thought can be
when just seconds are the difference
between life and death.
I don't know
if you saw any lights,
or some other kind of angel
coming down for you
I often wonder if you spoke before you died:
your voice is the only part of you
that the world could not chain,
so I'll hold on to the fading
echoes of your words
for as long as I can.
but I know now
what separates sympathy
empathy and pity
and that being sorry for a loss
doesn't make anything better
it never did or will.
I don't know
when the end came or when
Heartbreak SongWhy can't you love me?Heartbreak Song4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What did I do wrong?
I wish you could just see,
the lyrics of this heartbreak song.
I'd give anything to be with you,
if only for one more night.
I do really love you too,
everything about you seems so right.
What is it about you,
that makes my heart race?
I just wish I knew what to do,
how to take it at a slow and steady pace.
We jumped into this way too quick,
your pretend love just smoke and mirrors.
Everything we were just a stupid trick,
with my pillow soaked in silent tears.
I gave you everything I had,
my life, body, soul, and heart.
You left me broken and sad,
with nothing to do but restart.
Why can't you love me?
I just want to know?
If you'd only tell me I could be free,
but you seem to enjoy this show.
What did I do wrong?
Why'd you leave me so broken?
My days just go on and on and on all day long,
while you sit there with words unspoken.
So I'll just lay here and listen,
to the lyrics of this heartbreak song.
~Ashley Tia Long~
Left BehindThe air holds me tightly in placeLeft Behind4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thick with pain and disgrace
Tears falling down like rain
His mem'ry always to remain
His laughter scarred into my heart
A bloodstained knife ripped it apart
There he lay, upon the ground
I tried to help, I really did!
His agony so deeply hid
I prayed for him, to no avail
His demons would at last prevail
A bloody knife, a crumpled shell
He left me here to question why
I couldn't kill his wish to die
Left alone to mourn his death
Taking with him my last breath
So many spiteful thoughts to kill
No, you're wrong, he was just ill!
He didn't mean to hurt me .
Heartlessly desert me
No! He was your greatest friend!!!
But still you know that in the end
His demons won, and now he's dead.
Why am i still holding on?Maybe it was the way that I could say what's on my mind,Why am i still holding on?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My worries went away and weren't bottled up inside.
Maybe it was the way you could always see my sadness,
Because of you, my heart was full of artificial gladness.
Maybe the gladness that i felt wasn't because of you,
Telling me right from wrong was what my mind is supposed to do.
Maybe I followed my heart this time, instead of following my brain,
My heart convinced me that you're the one who was supposed to end my pain.
Maybe it was how you held me close with all your might
Until the day you said goodbye; I cried almost every night.
Maybe it was because I missed the feel of your gentle touch;
And the pain that I endured was becoming way too much.
Maybe if I saw through your games, I'd be much happier,
Unfortunately, it's way too late and life has become a blur.
Maybe I should let you go, it will make my heart grow stronger;
Although this is true, I still think of you, and I can't take it any longer.
Little girlLittle girl little girl,Little girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've got something to tell you, my dear:
Life is never going to be as you want it to be. You can't be a princess all your life. Things will happen that you don't want to happen.
Respect will be gained
Writing is DeadIn stories the winners win and the losers lose. The lovers love and the haters hate. Everyone is painted in vivid black and white paints and, as a result, depth is dead. Meaning grows on stunted trees of morals, in orchards of clichés and half-ideas. Characters are as thin as dried out blades of grass and blow helplessly in the wind.Writing is Dead4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I just want to write something beautiful, but I can't. The world clings onto my feet and refuses to release me. My imagination is weighed down by heavy reality. I want to run and sing and jump and cry and laugh and cheer, but only with words and paper. And I want my words to make other people feel like that too. I want my words to fold like wonderful origami and create a world in which to escape to.
Only now I am stuck. Trapped in the orchard of clichés with
i can be anythingi wouldn't be herei can be anything4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but for a murderer.
the hope i had seen in him
when i first
dissected my thoughts with my silver
withered and crumpled into itself, quick,
dripping from my eyelids and running black with the swirls
of alabaster powder and dreamlike mascara.
you knew me. i was twelve once:
pressure beneath the creamy folds of my skirt
and when i saw i realised
that my insides were revolting, strands of
against the solid walls that caged them
muscles popping like gum at every turn,
bones quivering, consistancy of oatmeal,
oesophagus burned, torn from its place and made into shiny stockings,
a pretty place for you to hang your teeth,
pieces of wolves.
i spit your name into curtains. the windows reflect me as i do so.
you laugh on the other side,
and i don't see you.
but i know you better than anything;
i know you're there.
because you always fucking were.
you knew me, i was six once:
i lived in dreamland with a c
Fake it. Should I fake it like everything is ok again?Fake it.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can I hide it as well as I did before?
Hide the scars. . .
Hide the pain. . .
obsessedcalm down and learn the answer to living before you die. light the fire and watch it burn low and cry over the ashes as you realize that there's nothing left of you, either. except for dust. and saltwater tears. run, run forever, baby, run until your breath runs away from you and you collapse in a pile of pain and view the world through a disillusioned haze and forget about your heartbeat... run until you're halfway gone and remember what you're made of. just don't run away from yourself. that's a recipe for disaster.obsessed4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
but aren't you already broken?
tell yourself that it doesn't matter. lift too many weights and scream it all away, do anything to forget. anything. count the pounds and count the miles and count the words and count everything. obsess and obsess and drive yourself crazy over everything that didn't matter... because you'll never want to think about the things that do. two steps to every cement square in a sidewalk and three steps to every set of ten-stair stairwells
frictionmy thumbs are hotfriction1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the snapping of my fingers,
trying to turn music into fire
waiting for you to burn as you dance
to the sound of my words
and to the rhythm of my bones
So Kiss MeA kiss,So Kiss Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a simple gesture,
fed with complex feelings
But It could be bitter, too
Sometimes a kiss just isn't enough
When you want someone so much,
You might break your arms trying to hold him
When you want someone so much
You don't know which beating heart is yours
When you want someone so much
Sometimes a kiss is just enough
To keep you from going insane