The Dust of the PastThe Dust of the Past1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The Dust of the Past
is going through
Some tough times
I can relate to that
Hope he's doing ok
He's not dust
Not a heartless
I know life
has some difficult parts in life
Some people will relate
to the same pain
I was in that spotlight
of the awful thing
His wounds will heal
The darkness is in him
surrounds the light away
Just like sasuke
His pain is hurting him
I can see it
Thats where i was
crying in the dark alone
no one there
not caring of me
avoiding my pain
It's so sad
I hug him
letting him cry
All the pain
he holds in him
are his dust
to his past
The Dust of the Past
not a thing
of the wind
or avoid from Life
I have a shoulder
to share with
to let him cry
I'll be there
He's a good friend
No one should go through tough times
Not become the dust
of their own life
Throw it ou
Dream ManDream Man1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've seen you in my dreams before,
just an image nothing more.
And every morning when I wake
it is for you that my heart aches.
Your long black hair like raven's wing,
I can't imagine a more beautiful thing.
Glowing emeralds are your eyes,
they are a girl's love-struck demise.
How I know you I do not know,
but wherever you are I shall go.
This I promise unto thee-
by Earth and Fire,
Wind and Sea,
This is my will,
so mote it be.
Denied RegretDenied Regret1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been everywhere
I've seen everything
I don't want to see it again.
Bad things happened.
As they should,
but you see
these things didn't make me feel good.
They were like thousands of knives,
poking at my skin
Wanting desperately to break in.
I have taken him away,
His life and heavenly soul.
Would it matter
If I didn't regret a thing?
I'd be a murderer and a thief
Since the day I was born
Sprouting was the ground knotted and twisted
My limbs creak with pain
My heart beats with anger
Of these things I've done
Because darling, as you can see
I am not real
I never want to be
I'd regret the moments that I would see
You don't enjoy life so much
When you realize you're not loved.
CanadaxReader: Aren't We AllHe ran his fingers through his pale blonde hair and waited impatiently for her reply. Deep down, he wanted to grab her by the shoulders and shake her—to shake some sense into her, maybe—but he wasn't that kind of person, and so he couldn't, and didn't. Instead, he stood still, trying to keep the agitation out of his expression and the pain out of his eyes, all the while chewing on his lip so hard he could taste metal.CanadaxReader: Aren't We All1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He'd never wanted anything so badly, had never fought with Alfred over anything growing up—had always thought of himself as a sharer, a man of compromise and sacrifice, but now, he wasn't so sure anymore. He wasn't sure he could share her. He thought he might fade into a million individual cells held together by a ghost of a human shape if he ever had to compromise on anything regarding her.
Yet she, unable to read his mind, only bit her lip and grimaced apologetically, oblivious to the twisting in his stomach.
"I can't," she said, looking down at her fe
Dear Jack FrostDear Jack Frost1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack, when I was a little girl, I would look out my window during winter and watch the snow fall. I had a weak constitution so I was never allowed to go out and play in the snow or I would catch pneumonia. I'd watch the snowflakes fall from inside my room and thank you for them rather than Santa Claus. When I was sick I'd make little paper snowflakes for you and give them to my parents to hang on our tree outside. When I was lonely I'd draw pictures in the frost on my window. I remember you would occasionally open my window to let in a perfectly formed snowflake as if to say, "Look at the beautiful thing I made for you." When I turned 19 my best friend died and I had lost all hope. Yet at the funeral, even though it was in September, you made it snow for me. When I took my own life the last words to leave my lips were, "I'll always believe in you Jack Frost." And I meant it. My only wish is that you remember me.
With love from a lifetime and forever more,
I Wish You Were MineI Wish You Were Mine1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Imagine person A being completely in love with person B, but person B doesn't return the feelings and is in a committed relationship with someone else. Person A is devastated but supports person B's relationship because they just want them to be happy.
-Imagine Your OTP on Tumblr.
Gilbert just watched as Feliciano and Ludwig ate together. Oh, how jealous he was of his brother. Gilbert loved Feliciano, more then than the cute little Italian knew. He wanted to be with Feliciano but he supported their relationship. Why? Because Feliciano was happy and so was Ludwig. He didn't want either of them to be anything but happy.
He wanted to tell Feliciano how he felt, but that would cause conflicts, so he kept it to himself. Neither one of them needed to know. He would support them from the side lines. Later, after Italy left, Ludwig looked really nervous. Gilbert had noticed this.
"What's wrong Ludwig?"
"Ah... I... I'm having a hard time asking him."
"What? You mean Feli? What do y
I Have The Letters.I Have The Letters.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have the letters, I just can't find the words.
According to the Oxford dictionary there are 171,476 words in the English language currently in use. You'd think out of 171,476 words, thousands of songs and endless quotes, and whatever else it is that people use nowadays to get the point across; I could find the means to put a simple sentence together.
I hate those days.
The days when the words have no flow. There is no rhythm, no rhyme. Just an endless thought process, jumbled and unable to make any sense of things. I don't understand. Words have always been easy. I've never been at a loss of what to say. And when I can't create my own, there are song lyrics. Chances are your feelings are not unique. Everyone has felt like you at one point or another. There is someone out there who can relate. You just don't know this yet. Or maybe you do. But as soon as I start thinking about this I am at a loss.
The letters are there. I just can't find the words I need. The words I need to make you
YouYou1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The reflection in the Mirror is no longer broken,
The flower in Bloom no longer stained,
The song that I Sing is no longer sad,
The Unconditional love I feel is no longer strained.
The Supernova I see is an explosion of desire,
The Unknown no longer compels me to fear,
If a Hospital is where I seal my fate,
Let it be known I died loving You, my dear.