A Dream of FlyingI wished that I could flyA Dream of Flying11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Into the great big blue sky
With the hawks and eagles
Pigeons, doves and seagulls
Above the world of dirt and trees
Soaring over the clouds and seas
Searching for the perfect height
In the clouds to spend the night
Resting my head upon the soft grass
To see the dream end in a flash
I woke on the soft sheets of cotton
It was a dream never to be forgotten
That night was sweet and lasted forever
I could never wish for a better dream
And that is the end or so it seems
It's A Beautiful DayIt's a beautiful dayIt's A Beautiful Day9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I want it to rain.
I'm healthy in every way
But why do I feel pain?
I have every reason to shine
But I hide behind the black.
I'd like to see you too
But I just can't glance back.
Today is warm and cozy
So why am I walking on thorns?
I recognize that I am alive
So why do I feel unborn?
I understand my many talents
But I feel like they're no good.
I could sing and write and draw
But nothing is ever understood.
There are so many things to cherish
But why do I just want to throw away?
There are lots of things to do here
But why don't I want to stay?
I have every reason to feel whole
But instead I'm miserable inside.
I have every reason to greet the world
But instead all I do is stay and hide.
I want to find a reason to laugh
Because all I want to do is scream.
I want to find an entry for joy
Because I wish these tears were a dream.
I've been told I am very beautiful
But why do only I think differently?
I know I can make a beautiful smile
But why can't I make one c
PsychopathHow did she become like this?Psychopath9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her sanity slowly drained, disappeared to a black hole which will never bring it back. Why did it turn like this? Why every time she looks at a person, dolls come to her mind? There is no one to help her.
Maria passed away a while ago. But even if she didn't, Aya would still continue her beauty dolls projects with no protest from the older woman. She even supported the idea in some kind of sadistic way; maybe because Aya's madness gave her back the memories of the so called doctor, Alfred, her beloved.
There was nobody to save her. Aya was all alone, collapsed on the couch with no desire to live, slowly fading away to her dreams.
While tears streamed from her watery eyes, she wished to herself that maybe one day will manage to get away her own disorder, but right now, it seemed so hopeless.
Since, how a psychopath like her can heal from madness.
His citrine golden eyes searched the house of the mad lady. He could already see her indigo eyes; lifeless and
ForgetForgetForget10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I walked away from the big group of kids hurling insults.
The caught up and started pushing me anyways.
I got up from the ground, shoved my hands into my pockets, and continued to walk home.
They followed me home.
Laughing, yelling, teasing about things from my family to just plain out about me.
I got to my house, slipped the key into the lock and escaped their torture.
I want to forget.
I walked into the dim lit kitchen and to the knife drawer.
I looked at my reflection, my wide-eyes looking back at me.
Did I really want to forget that badly?
I held the knife in one hand, and with the other I texted a quick apology.
I took the sharp edge and ran it deep down my forearm.
For a moment I felt nothing.
I felt no sadness, no pain, no regret.
But then I remembered everything.
The pain came back.
It was worse too.
I grabbed paper towels and pressed it again the blood pouring out of my arm.
I slumped against the wall.
Pain becoming unbearable as I couldn't think
Seven deadly sins GluttonySeven deadly sins Gluttony10 months ago in Horror More Like This
"Now eat, and don't leave even a crumb behind."
There was a lady was famously rich who lived a beautiful mansion one thing though she was always hungry she made her servants get the finest food to fill her up. Nobody even knew if she ever left that mansion.
In a mansion of corruption, with a rotten stench hanging in the air,
today, too, the last supper has been commenced.
There are myriad dishes that will give anyone goosebumps,
and moreover, a girl will hog all of them down with a smile.
The name of that very girl is Vanika Conchita,
who in her past had tasted all the gourmet in this world,
but in the end, she was seeking after
the ultimate repulsive food of the highest tier.
The servant was just fixing something when he heard the bell of his lady he served and walked over to where she was. “My lady what is it my mistress?” She walked over to him and pushed him down they were in such a awkward pose.”M-mistress!?” He looked at her with a shocked face. “Ple