Better Left Unsaid.You'll be a lawyer-Better Left Unsaid.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll be a writer.
You'll probably make more money but-
At least we'll both be doing things we love.
And we'll live on a farm,
Just like you always wanted and...
I want to marry you-
I can't imagine myself with anyone else.
But you don't know that.
We'd both laugh if I told you.
So it's better left unsaid.
I can see us staying up late...
Watching kiddie movies and eating chocolate ice cream.
And having candle lit dates on our bedroom floor-
Taco Bell, of course.
And on winter evenings, we'll curl up on the couch...
With hot chocolate...
As I read aloud to you-
From a book of my choice, of course.
But you don't know this...
You'd think I was weird if I told you.
So it's better left unsaid.
And one day we'll pick out a huge chair.
A chair for cuddling.
And when I'm sad-
You'll hold me in our chair...
And we'll both stay real quiet,
Taking each other in.
And eventually we'll start to talk-
Quiet murmurs at first...
Practice Poem - Man In CagePractice Poem - Man in Cage:Practice Poem - Man In Cage5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I was young I was taught that pain begets pain,
Anger and animosity, malice and cruelty;
So deeply inflicted, so lovingly gifted.
I tasted of its rotten core and dared to call it sweet.
But what do I have to show for it?
White hot scars that burn in my dreams.
Reminders of a fragmented bi-polar self;
Self inflicted propaganda, to reinforce the "truth".
Truth so lovingly fabricated by a weakness within,
So desperately crying out for vindication;
Openly denying all that might shed light upon me,
Seeking only the company of shades in shadows...
Within four walls I sleep in exile;
Leave your past behind.Leave your past behind.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that you remember all of those bitter moments
But what is it worth for to keep those memories working
They’re not making you happy; they’re just making you hopeless
Then follows depression from the feelings that you’ve let lurking
Because you went through it, but you relive it every moment
When it’s all in your mind and you’re making it a necessary component
It’s just jarring to your heart, yet you keep it for your mind is uncertain
Many broken hearts, from family to friends, something you won’t admit was certain
I’ve been like you, for months to years, having a mind that’s unc
Move OnYou said you didn't love me,Move On6 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You said you gave it time,
You said you were happier without me,
Then I said, fine.
Move on, move on, move on
I said, I cared so much for you,
You are making a mistake!
I did everything I can for you,
Move on, move on, move on, girl.
And I said you are never going to see me again,
You made a mistake,
I did not do anything to deserve this,
I did not give you any pain!
Move on, move on, move on
There is a new journey I must take,
To a place where I can find somebody new,
I am stepping off your roller coaster to determine my fate,
Move on, move on, move on
I said I am strong I
Confession of Betrayal"There was a time when I feared you, avoided you, for what you were - before I knew the person you were. A time, even, when I believed that because of that, you would have to die. That you were evil because of that irrational fear, and that all things 'evil' must be eradicated." She sighed deeply, clutching his hand for support as she spoke the truth that she'd never told him.Confession of Betrayal10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"When you first spoke to me, and I answered, I lied. I was willing to sacrifice my own morals if it meant reaching my goal. Killing you."
He watched her expressionlessly as she confessed what she had meant to tell him long ago, but had never had the chance - or perhap
Prussia x Reader: Rainy Day Warfare“Kesese! Hallo, frau!” You jumped at the thick German accent that suddenly came from behind you. You whirled around to see the tall albino boy looming over you, his mischevious grin matching his twinkling red eyes as he looked down at you.Prussia x Reader: Rainy Day Warfare5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You jumped, backing up into your locker. Blushing furiously, you looked up at him, a scowl forming on your face.
“Gilbert! You scared me half to death!” You punched him in the chest, feeling a mixture of annoyance and awe at how hard his chest was. You shook the thought away, deepening your scowl.
“Kesese… Aren’t you jumpy, frau?” He repeated the German ni
Prussia x reader ((Excuses.))Prussia x reader ((Excuses.))5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed heavily and plopped back down on your bed, depressed by the quiet & emptiness of your home.
'He didn't come..'
You woke up at 7am this Christmas morning to try to sneak up on your boyfriend –whom you expected to be in your kitchen, cooking pancakes- but found no one in the room. Checking the Living room and bathroom, you were cast down by the absence of the boastful albino that you love so much.
Picking up your phone from the side table, you dialed the man's number and waited for the receiver to pick-up.
"King of Awesomeness speaking, how may I help?"
"How about getting your awesome ass over here and celebrate Christ
BTTXReaderEDIT!! THERE WILL BE A PART TWO!! CLAM YO TITS!!BTTXReader5 months ago in Romance More Like This
carry on... :)
...the reader works in a bar, but she get's punched up and they save her!
Bad Touch Trio X Reader
Story by lilacgiraffe
Request by kalliatkuan
“Last call!” you shouted from behind the counter. Suddenly, people rushed to the bar top, wanting to get one last drink in before they were kicked out. You finished serving all the drinks and closed the tabs of all the customers. You sighed and brushed a (h/c) hair out of your face with your wrist as you washed the empty glasses that were behind the counter. Looking around, you huffed.
“Where the hell is the rest o
Pick-up lines America x ReaderPick-up linesPick-up lines America x Reader5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
America x Reader
Bored in your house with Alfred,you sighed.
"What's with the sigh?" Alfred asked you.You looked at him
and smiled "That my friend was the sigh of boredom." Alfred chuckled
"Hey can we do some pick-up lines?" You asked
"Sure." He sat up straight."Okay you you first"
"Me?" He pointed at his self
"No that potted plant" You said sarcasticly."Fine." He said.
"You know (NAme)...You must be a camera."
"'Cuz everytime you're around,I smile" He said.You blushed.
"Your turn" He pointed at you.
"OKay,You must be a Cliff!" You exclaimed in a cute childish voice.
"I'm falling for you~!!" You k
I Know You Hate Me Now But...I Know You Hate Me Now But...:I Know You Hate Me Now But...5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just give me a chance alright, I'll explain
To me, you're the girl that I notice everything about.
The way you laugh, the way you smile;
We got along great back then, even if we don't now.
And to be honest, I miss that...
You had the most lovely silky smooth hair
You'd give me the cutest anime girl smile
I wish I'd talked to you more about Manga,
Hell you got me started on the whole thing.
You were fantastic at drawing too
Man I was always jealous of that talent,
And I loved your drawings, like I once loved you.
I wish that you could have been a professional.
I would have bought your book every mon
I Comfort MyselfWith a warm drink, whispering secrets to my own reflection.I Comfort Myself7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The struggles that plague me, though none may know,
Are only for the ears of my quiet mirror, who smiles
Softly, warmly and with care. He tells me, I'm fine
I've done well for now and soon I may finally rest.
Though the silence continues to press upon me,
Weighing upon my soul like an iron crate.
Still I find comfort in whispering secrets,
If only to my own reflection - holding a warm drink...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th October 2012
You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:You Have No Right To Live6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!
Okay, I'm sorry...
What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.
Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!
Six Words for a SlumpSix Words For A Slump:Six Words for a Slump5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're tired, unable to create anything.
You feel angry; the anatomy's wrong!
Why won't these words come together?
"Nothing's right anymore, my hands tremble..."
Yet the solution is fairly simple...
I'm showing it to you now;
Break up your ideas, smaller sized.
They come together, like in Tetris.
Rotate the blocks; shape your art.
Draw chibis and stick figures too.
Instead of epics, try a haiku.
How about a six word story?
If your mind is blocked, overheated.
Let it cool; take it slow.
By attempting all the smaller things,
Your art is sure to grow.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th January 2013
Dear WriterDear Writer,Dear Writer3 months ago in Letters More Like This
I don’t like you. I’ve never liked you. Unfortunately, I need you. I need you to tell my story. I need you to create my world. I need you to set me free.
I need your fingers typing on those keys, I need your mind riddling out the problems, and I need you to plough onward and upward no matter how hard it gets. Sweat, blood, and tears, I don’t care. You’ve got to fight this war, battle at a time, and win it. So I can be more.
It’s a slim hope, but it is the only one I have. In your head I am bound to mortality, frailty, and the limit of your meagre imagination. Out there – out there – I
Jealousy- ItalyxReader_________ sat silently fuming behind the blissfully unaware Italian. He made it look so easy; like it was nothing. How did he do it? How was every fucking thing he drew a masterpiece?!Jealousy- ItalyxReader5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"GAAAAAAAH!" She yelled, throwing her paintbrush down in frustration. "FUCK THIS SHIT!"
Italy jumped, startled. "Ahh! D-don't scream out of nowhere like that, _______!"
_________ sighed in guilt. "I'm sorry, Feliciano. It's just… what's the use? I'll never be a good artist."
Italy looked at the girl sympathetically, approaching her so he could see her picture. "Aw, come on, _______!" He chirped, actually opening his eyes so he could see the picture. "I'm su
SurvivalSurvival.Survival7 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.
Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.
We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.
We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.
We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as w
Society Killed the TeenagerEveryone has to give in a piece of their mind, when it comes to how to raise a child.Society Killed the Teenager5 months ago in Emotional More Like This
So when one does not grow up according to everyone else's design, people tend to turn against them. I mean, if they aren't so absolutely perfect it is unacceptable.
Just such a complete fuck up.
Some people can move past it, and grow up working in gray offices. The strong might be able to be themselves despite when people attempt to put them down.
Is it lonely?Is it lonely in there?Is it lonely?5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it lonely in that place you call your heart?
Does the slow beat rattle through your bones, and quake through your skin?
That throbbing pulse that reminds you, that through it all you are still a human
A rotten, nasty, decaying human.
Who prays on others to distract them from their rotten existence
Your personality is what makes you ugly
Cocky, arrogant, and above all, just a flat out cunt.
You deserve to feel any pain that comes your way
I want your skin to crawl
I want it to burn and freeze
I want you to suffer slowly and dreadfully
I want you to cry; I want you to cry so hard you go blind
I want to forget names,& faces,I want to forget names,5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to forget their veins,
fingerprints forever burned into my eyelids;
wrists I can't look at
without longing to tear apart.
Spine full, and spiteful:
I want to cry
roses in my midnight tea
for these star collapsed lungs.
I want to cry for her
& for me.
she wont allow me the courtesy.