HopelessI'm angry, I'm sad, I'm hopeless, are you glad!?!
I'm pitiful, and weak, I'm a selfish, spoiled freak.
Change yourself they say, if you don't like what you see,
It all starts with a thought, but not even that I can be.
When you tell me to work, why do I cry?
It's not because I'm lazy, it's because I hate me inside.
Gather the whips, gather the fire, string me to a pole, and hit me till I expire.
I am filled with self hate, and yet they can't see,
how close this razorblade is, and how my wrist will soon bleed.
How easy it would be, to let it all go astray, to finish my work, and work me away.
Kill me now, I beg you please,
kill me before I turn into that monster begging on it's knees.
Oh, is that a mirror?
HeartshipHeartshipHeartship3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I've always loved trees, there are far better to sleep on then the ground. Silk is perched above me, as they always do. The clear, emerald like color which defined each scale hid them well in this tree. Their scales always intrigue me, they seem transparent, yet solid at the same time, and differ in color, never one tone.
"A Ab A# B" They hummed to me.
"No, I will not. We are in a town, I don't want anyone to hear."
"Db Fb Ab Bb F#" Again they persisted.
"Why don't you sing me a song then?" I retaliated.
"Okay, but if anyone is annoyed, it's your fault." I gave in.
Pulling out my violin, I began. First I started out with a slow tune, building on the drama and sorrow with occasional fast movements of quick flats. Holding out a D, I began a faster pace song with less flats, but no happy sharps yet. Gradually I built up the speed, until my fingers where flying off the strings as soon as they would land, and there I put in the joy. It was then that Silk brought in a co
Starless NightI miss the stars and seeing them for who they are,Starless Night3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I miss the moon, who was so white sometimes she was blue.
I miss the dreams of sailing on void black seas.
But all I have now is a blood red moon,
and stars that barley show and are so very dull.
Who am I?Who am I?Who am I?3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Am I the smile on my face,
The one who fakes my grace?
Who am I?
Am I the pain I try to hide,
Or is this pain who I am inside?
Who am I?
The silent one with no hope,
Or the hopeful one with no silence?
Who am I?
Just a body of flesh and blood,
Or is there a soul living in this mud?
Who am I?
Can I be who I want,
And be there for my friends?
I think not.
Who am I?
I'm who you want me to be,
At least, for now.
A Normal Day part 21 (End)A Normal DayA Normal Day part 21 (End)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Twenty One
Back to Crystal
Fight after fight ended in a blur, for not much reached me in my vengeful daze. Only the hate the that fueled this onslaught kept me alive. But soon that faded as my blood leaked through my ever present wounds, filling me with a deep cold, chilling me to the soul. I returned to my human state, all thought and memory as gone as blue blood that had spewed from my broken, tired body.
I know not what had done it, for I could not register the motion, but something as fast as lightning slid through my throat, and found it's way past my spine. I felt no pain, I was unconscious before I could feel such a thing. Death set down its vast, ever loving wings to blanket my remains. Yet my loving death was pushed away, as a dark cloud descended upon me, and the angry, hateful live resurrected me. The cloud rebound my body, disintegrating the lost head, and reconstructed it on my neck. Pain like no other pulsed inside me as my blood was regain, an
Stolen Away - Chapter OneSarah Grace stood on the bucking deck of the Sangue-Padre, struggling with the winds to keep the great ship on a steady course. While she could manipulate the wind, she could not completely control it and she was quickly being drained of her strength. All she had to do was hold on a little longer before Stolen Away - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hit the deck!!" Someone screamed over the gale.
Sarah Grace glanced up with just enough time to see the fore-boom rushing at her before it slammed into her chest. She was thrown back violently and only stopped when she slammed into the ships railing, smacking her head against the hard wood. As she slid to the deck, Grace fought to get air back into her lungs and to control the spinning humble of thoughts in her head.
"Come on lass, let's get ye down below deck." Captain Chen said in a soothing tone of voice a she all but lifted her off the deck. "Ye are going to see Frederic." He said as they stepped down into the calmness of the ship's hull, away from the bombardment of howling
Saving Lady RiddleSaving Lady RiddleSaving Lady Riddle3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was late at night when she saw them leave, flying to the sky. Of course Crystal was unnoticed; she rarely was, just as she rarely slept. She had seen the whole thing, watching them fly, then shot, and watching her fall to the sea. But what could she do, she was only an Archive; little did they know who else she was. The ship had come, and taken Lady Riddle away, and she listened as Angel told the caption and crew what had happened. Crystal knew the beasts that had taken Riddle, the demons in the flesh of men. The captain told the crew of what they would do, where they would go; the Archive was soon going to sleep.
" she had gone when I came back." Said Angel, flustered and worried. The crew was listening closely, anger and fear thick enough to smell.
"Did ye see the ship, could ye describe it?" The captain asked.
"No, it was too far." Angle replied distraught, "How will we find her?"
"The ship had a red sail and black wood; it had 40 cannon holes,
FriendshipFriendshipFriendship3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Its fangs closed around my throat. I didn't struggle, I didn't want to hurt it. If it deemed I should die by it's jaws, I would very well let it. I couldn't feel the pain on my throat though, for my vision blurred and my lugs ach too badly. The starvation of air was terrible, my brain felt as if it where decaying in my scull. I can feel the blood run into my lungs, and if I had enough air, I would likely be hacking it all up, lungs and all. Just as I felt either unconsciousness or death set upon me, I was let free. Kneeling on the ground, I couched lungful after lungful of blood on the ground. The taste of blood without metal is indeed an odd one. Something large and clumsy nudged my side, sending me to the ground in my weakened state. Still, I did not struggle, but looked up at my attacker. The dragon was obviously still young, for it looked bashful, and regretful. I have no doubt that if I had struggled, or try to fight back, it would have snapped my neck without hesitatio
Curse of the Witch Prologue Footsteps echoed eerily throughout the ship's rancid smelling cargo hold. I held my breath as one of the ship's crew walked a little too close to my hiding spot for comfort. I had been aboard the vessel for many days now, and we were too close to our destination for me to be discovered now, and likely tossed overboard by the merciless crew. The ship herself, aptly named the Wanderlust, was a two-masted vessel that cut through the water so quickly that it must have been aided by magic. Indeed, there was something fishy about the crew.Curse of the Witch Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The crewman dug around in the crate I hid behind. I lay still under my tarp, my lungs burning for air. I assumed he found what he was looking for, and the footsteps faded away slowly. I breathed a sigh of relief. I listened for a few more moments to be sure, and then threw back the tarp.
Checking to see if the coast was clear, I climbed up a few crates and peeped out the porthole. Dusk was fast approaching and
Stolen Away - Chapter ThreeSarah Grace groaned softly, her head spinning as she tried to get enough momentum to sit up and figure out what had happened. When the urge to vomit had finally passed, she opened her eyes and found that the world looked much different. It was like she was in a great field with grass as tall as she was. All she could see was grass and her eyes were swimming and her thoughts distorted. She lurched forward to throw up but, when she saw her feet, the world really began to spin. "Oh my God " She breathed.Stolen Away - Chapter Three3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She looked around and found a piece of broken mirror. She hurried over to it, in such a rush that she tripped over her feet and fell on top of the piece of mirror. When she looked down she screamed or squeaked, rather. The world around her began to spin in a sickening class of colors. She was a mouse a two inch tall mouse covered in shiny grey fur with a long pink tail. Hyperventilating slightly, she reached up with tiny pink paws, brushing one paw past her suddenly mas
Timeless Winds - Chapter Four"Yeah, that was informative." Aisuru cursed and looked at the chest. "You know, you could've given us at last a useful hint! Like, where this second key might be." He complained, regarding what the will-of-the-wisp had told us after I had tried to use a bobby-pin to access the chests' contents.Timeless Winds - Chapter Four2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So says the one who refuses to give straight answers to any question." I countered teasingly, chuckling to myself. "At least it told you it's pointless to dive down and search for that which isn't there." I offered.
Aisuru playfully hit my arm. "Aye, I suppose that is a bit better." He laughed.
I chuckled before reaching over and pulling on the sundress I had taken off before we had gone down in the water, ringing my hair out as much as I could. "I suppose we should get this put up before someone like Sparky notices it and demands to investigate."
"That would probably be wise."
"I think you would agree that Sparky in particular would likely torch the box befor
I would've been.I would've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,I would've been.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I tell you this, it's not like you care.
I would've been a legend if it wasn't for the time,
Age of heroes has come and gone, all I can do now is rhyme.
I would've made something of myself, if I'd had the motivation,
But now, I just lie in wait, awaiting even more degradation.
I could've been someone, or something, I know I could,
But right now, it's all talk, all "Could, should, would."
Then there's that "if" or that "but" getting in the way,
I could've been a masterpiece, but here I am, rotting away.
No one even gives me a second glance,
I'm not a famous one like Rembrandt's.
I could've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,
If only the people looking after me had taken more care,
I could've been perfect, and remembered forever,
But now I am just a portrait, of the Forgotten Reaper.
Dark Redemptions - EpilogueEpilogueDark Redemptions - Epilogue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angel sat on the rafter beam and looked down at everyone. They all seemed to be having fun. She sighed softly wishing she could be a part of it. Her mind drifted more to the dream she had recently. A strange being was the main part of it. A black and white angel and it told angel strange things.
She never could remember a dream with such details like this before every word seems to be carved into her memory. “I wonder if it is true?” Angel said in a soft sad voice. “Has my whole life been a lie?” Angel shook her head and looked down at the party again.
At the party, Riddle had the urge to talk to angel, yet she didn't dare to talk to her.
"Stop making such a long face, Riddle!” Sparky exclaimed and tried to cheer the trickster up by juggling with random objects she had stolen during the evening
Riddle laughed as Sparky received comments like "What are you doing with my dagger?" and "Sparky, that looks extremely dangerous!"
The comments distra
FeedI’ll try my best,Feed2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I’ll win the war,
I’ll climb the mountain,
I’ll beat the score.
I hide in gullies and cling to trees,
I live in corners and and feed on greed.
I hope to win,
I try to see,
what it is,
I will be.
I whisper words of death and gore,
Soon you’ll hear and open my door.
I help the poor,
I give us hope,
I do what I need,
To cut this rope.
Have you heard a single word,
I’m here right now my little bird.
I am right,
You are wrong,
I’m an angel,
You’re a flawed.
Keep telling yourself all of that,
Because now I’ve found a little gap.
This isn’t right.
Who is it?
Can I help?
Come and sit.
I’ve got you now and I won't let go,
You are lost to all you know.
Where are my goals,
Where is my hope,
Why do I hate,
Will I cope?
A Normal Day part 16Chapter SixteenA Normal Day part 163 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(The Killer tells the story)
"Yes, but are you alright!" He said hurriedly, but confused. Looking at my arm dangling limply at my side, he was obviously in turmoil over what to say.
"Yes, don't blather on about it."
"I saw everything, but, what happened, how… is there a ghost or something?" He continued, too rapped up in his own thoughts to hear a word I was saying.
Slowly his idle musings graded on my nerves; but, talking through a second party, it was difficult enough to get the body to do what I commanded, let alone give the proper glare. So, to make it easier, I simply had it raise the voice and set a different tone.
"Quit you eccentric chatter!" Although the body rose the command to the proper amount of noise, it did not get the tone right, and rather then anger or threats to be displayed through it, it made it sound whiny and sorrowful.
Bloody moron, can't you even do a simple thing like threaten? I will not stand for your innocent conceptions of language an
On ShipOn ShipOn Ship3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's been 50 years sense the day Silk died, or some where near that number of years. I've gotten a good job, and a place I could almost call home, but nothing was right. Everyday I ran from people, drawing little attention to myself for fear of friendship. I could not bare having such a pain like I did that day. Killer has told me sense what has happened, and I have forced us both to repent for what we have done. We have been developing new ideas for medicines, and medical items to help all kinds of people. We don't take up space by living in any kind of housing, the streets do just fine. Nor are we paid for the work we do. I have the Killer patrol the streets for murderers, and she got herself a nice name of being 'the Watcher', keeping an eye on all that's dark and evil in the underworld. Might as well have her do something that keeps her blood lust from killing the innocence. But no matter what we do, nothing seems right. The news papers paint me as a saint, giving all my ti
Epic Tale - Chapter 5 - Part 1Finally, the storm clouds were gone and the wind had died down. Not far away from the ship there was a plain island covered with a thick green jungle. A sandy beach was surrounding it.Epic Tale - Chapter 5 - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We need ta find out where we are", the captain said. "Aisuru, Sparky and Latte, I want you to scout this island."
Aisuru nodded simply, Sparky grinned and Latte almost jumped out of joy. Her first task as a black fedora spy!
After they had prepared, they left the ship with a dinghy. They didn't stay long at the beach and went into the forest. "I suggest splitting up. The island is big and we are capable of defending ourselves.", Aisuru said and vanished in the thick undergrowth.
"I hope I will not get lost in there...", Latte muttered. Sparky turned around and smiled at her.
"Don't worry! We can team up, if you want."
Latte nodded happily. Though she was a spy, she didn't want to be alone on a dangerous island.
Carefully the two girls made their way through the thick undergrowth.
InsultI doubt you knew when you said that word,Insult3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Perhaps to you it was nothing absurd.
But I'm afraid it cut me deep,
So much so that I could not sleep.
The way I act I do for you,
I hoped it would help you in joy be consumed.
But now I see that I've tried in vain,
For that moment shall be repeated in my brain.
I did the same as I always do,
To laugh and play with the day melting away.
But first time ever she called me obnoxious,
What had I done to change that day?
Did she not laugh with everyone else?
Did she not complement my joyful self?
So why now did it change,
Is she too old to be in this game?
Just today someone else called me the same,
How selfish these creatures do like to play.
For don't they know they keep me sane?
I live for them, to play a false game.
I have been call names by only myself,
Perhaps I should return to my former self.
No one hate a person to dead inside to bother them,
Should I be a burden, there is no reason to live then.
Dark Redemptions - Chapter 34Chapter 34Dark Redemptions - Chapter 343 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Omega lifted her head from Angel’s legs when the door opened. She let out a warning growl until she saw who it was. Alpha went over to the side of the bed were Omega was lying and stood on his hind legs and placed his front paws on the bed and looked over at Angel. Alpha let out a whine and licked her face. Then he laid his top half on the bed.
Patience walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it looking down at her. “Angel” he said softly. “I am so sorry I was there sooner.” He took his fingers and gently touched her face. Patience new she had been healed some but there were still so many scars and bruises that marred her body. It tore at his heart seeing her this way. “I wish I was the one who killed Krashune, my Angel.” Patience tenderly took her hand and held it in between his own. “This will never happen again, that I promise you” He continued to sit there and talking to her.
There was a knock at the Ca
Dark Redemptions - Chapter 33Chapter 33Dark Redemptions - Chapter 333 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Patience said nothing, just stared at Aslansa. The demon removed the chains.
Patience breathed in and stretched himself, but still said nothing.
"Who are you?” Aslansa asked.
Patience glared at him and turned to Captain Chenbeard "I must thank you for setting me free."
Aslansa growled, but moved aside.
"Who are you?” Chenbeard asked, dropping is pirate accent.
"My name is Patience."
"Tell me what happened.” Chenbeard demanded.
Patience told him about Angel's torture and Riddle's confessed betrayal that led to Angel turning dark. Neither the Captain nor Aslansa could believe their ears.
"How are you connected to Angel?"
"I am her protector."
"Who did send you?"
"Who is your master?”
"Someone who holds Angel dear."
"Captain, he is playing games.” Aslansa growled.
"You aren't going to tell us more." he stated.
Patience nodded. "I must not."
The captain sighed again, but then said "Tell me, what I shall
To Live a LieThere was a man who lived a lie,To Live a Lie1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He cried all night but said not why,
He woke again to morning dew,
For with the sun his hope was new,
But as the dusk began it's fall,
He sat and waited for fate to call.
There is a man who lives a lie,
Yet still today he knows not why.
Hell and BackI have been to Hell and back,Hell and Back3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And fought each demon twice.
I have drowned in seas of blood,
And fell from deadly heights.
I have slept through tortured moans,
And burned in toxic fires.
I have even be decapitated,
Though you may call me a liar.
I have been to Hell and back,
And fought each demon twice.
But even though I have left,
Hell never left my sight.
Dark Redemptions - Chapter 35 (Final Chapter)Chapter 35Dark Redemptions - Chapter 35 (Final Chapter)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Angel!” Aslansa whispered, filled with joy. Omega licked her hand and was close to jumping on the bed until she saw the fear in Angel’s eyes.
Angel eyes cleared and she saw relieved faces around her. She felt surrounded and cornered. Her wings twitched, forcing everybody to take a step back from the bed. Omega looked at her and whined, wanting to be near her.
Angel looked around. She was in her cabin. Then she noticed the necklace hanging around her neck.
"What is this?"
"That black angel gave it to you.” Aslansa growled.
Angel looked at you confused. "What black angel? I don't know what you are talking about."
Aisuru looked at Aslansa. "Be ye talking about patience?"
Aslansa growled again. "Yes"
"Aslansa why are you growling so much. Just please explain it to me please." she asked.
“Oh the one you had chained to the deck? What happened to him anyway?” Sparky inquired.
“I remember him” Lilt said. “ Yes whatever happene