Made by DesignMade by DesignMade by Design1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mr. and Mrs. Lowe sat anxiously in the small cluttered doctor’s office. They sat side by side in a red plush couch, waiting silently for the genealogist to enter. The desk in front of them was covered with books, loose paper, and family portraits. Plopped in the middle was a high-tech laptop. Mrs. Lowe gave her husband’s hand a tight squeeze and looked around at the posters on the wall. One had a picture of five perfectly beautiful babies smiling at each other. It read, “Neogenealogy: Creating a society of healthier, happier people.” Another had a picture of five-years-olds dressed up as various professions, a doctor, firefighter, scientist, judge. In bold writing it said, “Neogenealogy: Choose your child’s future”. Mrs. Lowe couldn’t help but shake her head in disgust. “I don’t know about this Dan, are we sure this is what we want to do?” She leaned towards the exit. Her husband sighed a
Perfection isn't a size Perfection isn't a size.Perfection isn't a size1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
"I just want to be perfect."
"I want straight A's."
"I want a boyfriend/girlfriend."
"I want a ton of friends."
"I have none of these and I don't even know why I keep thinking that I will get a perfect life once I'm skinny."
There is no such thing as perfection. You have to earn the grades. You have to be yourself and talk to girls/boys in order to get one. To have lots of friends, you have to put yourself out there and be a friend, but just because you have few friends, doesn't mean you are worthless. Wouldn't you rather have a select few that you KNOW will be there for you or have a whole wad of friends and not even know who's really there for you?
Being skinny is not going to magically help you achieve anything. If you hate yourself, for whatever reason, you're going to loath everything about yourself, whether or not you're skinny. The less you eat, the more it effects your memory and thinking so there goes your grades.
Do you really want a
Stuck.Going down and down…Stuck.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bobbing at the surface
between light and dark,
here and there…
But there is no
There is no escape,
and I question if there will ever be
a way out of this Hell.
I scream at the top of my lungs
from the bottom of my hole,
but no one helps me out
or dares to try.
When all is said and doneAs I stood next to the window paneWhen all is said and done1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And past skipped down the memory lane
Nothing matters much
when all is said and done
So we should keep walking
On parallel roads, yet never talking
Just as life goes on
When all is said and done
If life is to be led this way, so be it
No sighs will be heard, no tears shed for it
No reason to fear pain
When all is said and done
My FriendsMy friends are so important to meMy Friends1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know where I would be
If I didn't have them by my side
They are always on my mind
They always know how to make me smile
I would run a thousand miles
Just so I could be with them
I can't think about what my life
Would be like without them around
They always brighten my day
Even when I am in such a low mood
They know just the right things to say
I wouldn't be who I am today
If it wasn't for my friends
They made me who I am
They made a part of me
Come out that I never knew I had inside
They accept every side of me
The good and the bad
They put up with all of my problems
And they are always there
When I need someone to lean on
Or someone's shoulder to cry on
I love the fact that they are always there
Whenever I am in need of care
When I would be sitting alone
They would always come and sit with me
They never make me feel like I'm different
Cause we are all different in our own ways
I would like to thank every single one of them
For always being the
Realization of DarknessJoyfully, I dance,Realization of Darkness11 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Until clouds obscure the moon.
Alone, I shiver.
A Dark LakeA Dark LakeA Dark Lake2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The setting sun lit the lake afire. Ripples wrought waves of the dusken flames across the water. As the sun fell beyond the horizon, it left a sky of dripping blood. The surface of the water shimmered as a crimson drop silently fell. Cold eyes watched as the drop disappeared into the clear waters
A warmth spread through me, as a burden was lifted from my shoulders. My eyes slipped shut, as the adrenaline coursed through my veins.
Hours past, sirens broke the stillness. The lake stood solemnly. As the darkness smothered the land, a dark figure stalked silently away.
For the constant hunger, must be sated.
Dream SnatcherThe silent widower of thoughts,Dream Snatcher2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Creeps upon the dreams of night.
Stalking through the dusk,
The vigilant hunter of hope.
The witching hour rises,
As nightfall ushers in,
A hushed menace.
Innocent children lie in rest,
As hopes of days to come,
Are snatched before their shiftless lids.
Gliding on the bowels of gloom,
The demon that is,
The dream snatcher.
Short Stories: Dolls1) Marionette DollShort Stories: Dolls3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Long ago in a small town in France there lived a couple who loved each other very much. For years they had been trying to have a child, the couple were both also very devout Christians, and prayed every day for a child for over twenty years. but to no avail. Time was running out, they had started to grow old, and soon would no longer be able to have any children. One day, the husband went and kneeled in the local church early in the morning.
On his knees, he fervently prayed the same prayer he had been saying for all those years, but this time he added something, thinking perhaps they had been too picky before, though they hadn't but... "Oh Lord, please, let us have a child, even if he or she isn't perfect, we will love them with everything we have, please Lord. Amen." With that he returned to his home, taking off his cap and placing it on the coat rack as he greeted his wife with a kiss on her temple, she was preparing breakfast. Later that da
ApocalypseHaunting dreamsApocalypse4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The blood of the world
On my hands how it seems
Was caused by the sword
I was given to bear
But I can't anymore.
Too real the pain,
The rich smell of sweat,
Too cold the rain,
The weight of regret.
Shall I kill them all?
The world's meant to fall,
To break into shards
And tear humans apart.
When the darkness will rise
it will turn hearts to ice
it will turn sun to fire.
betrayal and hate
now rule the world.
It will be too late
with warnings unheard
and signs being hidden,
turned to secrets, forbidden,
so mankind will pay.
Whatever they claim
or how much they scream
that day has to come
when their sins and their shame
and what bad they have done
will be revealed.
And with their swords and their shields
the four horsemen will fight
for the god-given light
to shine down on earth
so it can die and rebirth
to the garden of Eden
it was meant to be.
And with the creatures even
and the world being free
from war, chaos and doom
new beginnings will b
BattleAs the two warriors stood apart and stared into one another's eyes, tension could be felt in the cold winter's air. Snow fell gently between them; impeding vision and making all but their own thoughts seem as if they were in slow motion.Battle1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Do you wish to die here today?" one asked with a very arrogant tone.
The other continued to stand still and visualize what was about to take place.
"Answer me coward!"
"Why?" the second warrior answered as he drew his sword. "You wish to kill me, yet you ask if I am ready to die. We are not friends, family, nor are we even acquaintances. Hold your tongue and strike if I am truly your enemy."
The arrogant warrior was caught off guard by this. A sense of uncertainty took hold his body and he soon after found himself afraid.
However, he took a stance regardless of his feelings.
As the snow fell, the two warriors stood silent and still. They both knew that if battle should commence, one of them would fall.
The now frightened warrior hesitantly began to dr
Do You Remember When...There are images, moving pictures that repeat like the dvd menu left alone to play on a loop by two people who far from forgot, but just chose to let it go on and on and on. And they play in snippets captured by unforgettable details imprinted permanently in the space God left for her to etch these memories, the space he can get her to open whenever he ask "Do you remember when..." And of course she does. And so does he. But the story isn't the same unless its coming from the pages she harbors in her, stories weaved expertly and instinctively by her tongue, every little thing that could be forgotten recorded eternally remembered. "Do you remember when..." "Yes. Do you?" "Well... me and my memory... would you mind refreshing it?" He remembers it all. He just wants to hear it from her and be, as always, brought back to that spot time saved so clearly as if he where there again, as only she can illustrate. How can she say no to those eyes. Yes. I remember when.....Do You Remember When...1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Feel the Snow (Jack Frost x Blind!Reader) FinalFeel the Snow (Jack Frost x Blind!Reader) Final1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
What's this? An update!? Momo is still a alive!?!??!
Yeah, yeah, I know this is extremely late coming and I am so so so so os osssosos ssoso sorry for that. I've been super duper busy with school and everything, and then my weekends just kind of turn into a relaxation time for me, so I completely forgot to update. In fact, I forgot I even had a deviantart for awhile.
Again, I am so so sorry. But now you get to enjoy the looooong awaited finale! Yay!
~ Jacks' P.O.V ~
I heard Pitch yell one last time before we flew out of the ever-sinking lair, his scream echoing and reverberating throughout the cavern. (Name) slightly cringed, obviously not wanting to hear his voice anymore. As a result, I flew faster, getting her away as quickly as possible.
Once we were a safe distance away, I glanced down at her, to see if she was all right. Her facial expression seemed calm enough, but it was easy to tell she had been crying. "Are you okay, (Name)?" I inquired, slightly worried about her.
Wish I could have saidFor my grandmaWish I could have said1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"I love you to the moon and back"
12 years ago...
I remember you told me that you loved me
And how you carried me when I was three.
I remember your tight hugs
And your your white gloves
And wondering what I was gonna be.
12 years later...
I'm walking down a narrow hallway.
I'm still thinking of what I'm gonna say.
And it hurts me deep inside.
And as I walked though that wide door,
I almost hit the floor.
But I just closed my eyes and sighed.
4 days ago...
So many tubes are connected,
This is not what I expected.
Right then and there I had to cry.
You eyes weren't even open.
My heart was absolutely broken
As I watched your pain and kept asking "Why?"
I couldn't even look at you
And everyone felt it too.
You were startin
A Rose-Rimmed MirrorTwo men stand silent,A Rose-Rimmed Mirror2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A solemn malice lies,
Deep within their hearts.
Roses line a broken mirror,
And shattered souls.
Fragments of each other,
Forever bound to one another,
In hellish contract,
Driven by a desperate hunger for revenge.
The Trick or TreaterTHE TRICK OR TREATERThe Trick or Treater1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The moon hung high above the clouds
The night was wrought with cold and dark
All Hallow's Eve had come at last
The crows perched in the trees did hark
This month does bare a special gift
A time that makes the leaves so bright
Yet also makes us fear the dark
That fills our hearts with crippling fright
A haunting time of year indeed
When Jack O' Lanterns start to grin
The void between the living and the dead
Becomes itself most sickly thin
A young boy danced along the sidewalk
His costume made of tattered sheets
He smiled from beneath his veil
His basket full of scrumptious sweets
He skipped along the pavement's edge
And hummed aloud that age old song
Gazing at the frightful sights
While costumed pranksters pranced along
At last he came unto the path
A walk that makes most people weary
Past the bent and twisting trees
Into the foggy cemetery
The ancient grounds did reek of death
They smelled of much decay and rot
So many years have come to pass
Deceased are lost from
Warten.Mein ganzes Leben besteht aus warten.Warten.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ich warte auf Termine.
Ich warte auf Anlässe.
Ich warte auf Bus und Bahn.
Ich warte auf meine Freunde.
Ich warte, bis die Zeit schneller vergeht.
Ich warte auf einen neuen, besseren Tag.
Ich warte, damit ich alle wiedersehen kann;
Bis ich Ihn wiedersehe.
Ich warte, wenn ich nach Hause gekommen bin.
Das Warten verfolgt mich.
Warum warten wir?
Damit unsere Langeweile verfliegt?
Weil wir nichts besseres zu tun haben?
Weil wir etwas erwarten?
Was genau erwarten wir?
Schaut euch um.
CreationEvery time I draw, there's this feeling.Creation3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A feeling that I can do anything and that i have the ability to make people feel.
My art can stir emotion.
And this makes me happy.
When I look at other people's art, I'm in shock.
It's all so amazing and inspiring.
Thank you art, for being pure creation.
Pokemon When Things Go BadPokemon When Things Go Bad3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ash, Brock, and Dawn were at a Red Socks Baseball game. So far, the opposition, the BANKERS, were winning. Brock, becoming extremely bored, pulled Dawn out of her seat and walked out of the stadium.
"Hey, where are you guys going?!" Ash yelled after them.
"I'm getting out of here!" Brock waved his hand. "And I'm taking your girlfriend as well."
Ash jumped out of his seat to holler back, "SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!!!!"
When the game ended, Ash walked out into the parking lot to find that Brock had taken the van. Cold and alone, he sat on the curb. Suddenly, a bag was pulled over him and he blacked out.
"Wake up, little boy. You're home."
He slowly opened his eyes to find himself in a cluttered forest. The man standing over him was wearing a baseball cap to cover his eyes, gloves to cover his hands, and a large jacket to hide the rest. The only th
In The Eyes Of A Werewolf"In The Eyes of A Werewolf"In The Eyes Of A Werewolf1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Welcome to a land of madness and lycanthropy,
Where howls were made for blasphemy.
To the Sun the humans proclaim their mortality
But under the virgin moonlight lies shattered humanity.
Sulfurous eyes and claws with the doom it spelled.
Serrated teeth and gaping maw, the pathway to hell.
Fur as black and void as a murderer's shell.
Bloodcurdling howls as haunting as the iron bells.
Feral instincts made me a monstrous libertine,
Your penultimate vestige of hope faintly dims.
Thou must suffer an ultimate fate so grim,
When I tear you forcefully limb from limb.
Deep into the forest, torturous screams await you,
As you enter the castle of the loup-garou.
The terrors of the sallow moonlight now tie you to,
Insanities that grip you through and through.
For this wretched curse gave me the sweetest maleficia.
Through Death,will you be guided to a ghastly Shangri-la.
Let the silent trees feast on your tearful paranoia.
Succulent flesh, my gruesome mania.
Abaddon's PoemLove is stronger than hate?Abaddon's Poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
People are blinded by love
Believing meeting each other was fate
Love is something that I must get rid of
Hate for me is a sweet drink
Longing for it more and more
The world ending in just a wink
Hate is the only thing that keeps me living
Hate doesn't cloud me
It only shows me
How terrible the world is
Showing that I'm lonely
One cannot hurt me
One cannot love me
My hatred is stronger than love
Love is something that I must get rid of
Silence is sweet
Noise is a killer
Alone together is reserved for myself and I
Loneliness is the best thing ever
Can hurt me now.
LebenssaefteLebenssäfteLebenssaefte6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
lässt mich fröstelnd zu Boden sinken.
Raschelnd die Gespräche der Blätter verstummen.
Blut tröpfelt glitzernd hernieder,
benetzt meine sterbenden Schwingen.
der durchdringende Geruch des Harzes
lässt Nasenflügel beben,
Herzen höher fliegen,
und Engel fallen.
Steine singen mir ihr Klagelied.
Der Erde Duft hält sie gefangen.
Federn kleben harzverkrustet
am Saft der toten Buche.
Phrost and Neon - Coffee“Sorry I’m late.” Neon told him, tight jeans hhugging her frame, even tighter black tank top clinging to her chest and open jacket moving as she sat before him at the booth.Phrost and Neon - Coffee9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phrost grinned, staring at her. Every time he had seen her she just looked more and more attractive and yet somehow he was able to convince her to spend time with him. He didn’t understand how he had gotten so lucky. “It’s fine.”
“Did you all ready order?” She asked, a plastic bag in her hand.
“Just a coffee… the waitress will be back over in a second.” He told her, sipping his coffee.
Like clockwork, the waitress walked to their table and smiled sweetly at the girl. “What can I get you?”
Neon would have blushed underneath her fur as she looked at Phrost. “…umm… him first…”
Phrost grinned. “Nope, ladies first. Whatever you want… I’m paying.”
Neon’s stomach growled, her
The Dead Gone MadThe Dead Gone Mad1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hahahahaha." A cold smile and laugh on the Girl who holds a gun.
Wide eyed theirs nothing you could do,mouth shut tied. And eyes wide open.
"What, are you going to do!?" She has the gun down put ready to point at let the trigger
blow into your face.
"Hehehehe, Nothing? Is that your choice?" Shes teasing the heck out of you. Trying to make you do nothing.
"........................." You could'nt do anything.
"......You can do nothing...."
Cold voice and stern spoken.
the gun is right infront of your face. what are you going to do?
Blood splattered everywhere, falling to the ground. Your dead.
"That was not much fun, hehehe." she licked the splattered blood on her arm while staring at your dead body.