For YouYour heart may bleed diamonds,For You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but they all they see is dust.
Your soul may run black with ink,
yet they see it as pandemonium.
The miasmas you feel in your mind are not discord,
but a precious, beautiful gift meant solely for you.
The letters care not
however you arrange them;
perfection is perfection
when it comes from your veins.
These worlds exist for you created them—
there is no such thing as
as long as you know their universes.
Cry and laugh and weep and smile,
for the blossoms you water shall grow
into a microcosm of your own design.
You are a god and a king,
a queen and a demon,
whose words shall turn
heartstrings to gold.
Freedom is the only chain you must break in half,
life is the only prison you must escape from,
and the truth is the only lie you must forget.
Vengeful phantoms in a corporeal form walk the earth;
humanity will spite you for you let
Lines for Professor Snape...LINES I HAVE DONE DURING DETENTIONS FOR PROFESSOR SNAPELines for Professor Snape...3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sarcasm masquerading as wit is unacceptable and unappreciated (these lines are not at all hypocritical)
"Ruler of World" is not a valid career choice
I will be treated like a moron until such time as I have proven Professor Snape wrong
(Which is never)
"Unbreakable" is a classification not a challenge
After the first four times it can no longer be accepted as an 'accident' and must instead be classed as 'stupidity'
I must not scare the first years into hysterics (that is Professor Snape's job)
When told to pay attention the correct answer is "Yes Professor Snape" and not "Why, are you going to do a trick?"
If I insist on saying stupid things, I will be forced to write stupid things-
A watched cauldron will boil and muggle sayings are stupid
I must not go through with my plan to turn Professor S
Passionate SovereigntyI'm so tired of writing love stories;Passionate Sovereignty2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when I've not had one of my own.
I'm so weary of pretending I'm beautiful;
when my looks could turn a man to stone.
I'm so fatigued waiting for my prince;
when I'm not even a princess.
I'm so sick of pretending to be a siren;
when I could barely pass for an enchantress.
I'll tear down this repulsive prison of a
they call the mind,
brick by hideous brick;
and write my own fairytale at last.
DreamDon't ever stop feeling what you want to feel. Reel in all the emotions you care to hold deep inside you, and nurture them within your heart. Embrace the sensation of being the only one to truly change your future, as long as you shove past all your doubts and reach the highest capacity your fingers can brush against. Advance towards your goal with your courage for a sword, justice for a shield, and all your hope forging the rest of your armor to brave every adversity you face. Make your passions you have in life happen, as long as you remember to accomplish one simple act.Dream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say beauty is only skin deep,so hand over that defected scalpel in your bloodless handsThey say beauty is only skin deep,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and watch carefully as I peel away this tainted skin
to make way for my blackened and corrupted
And everyone can finally see
the grotesque monster that lies deep within
this soiled excuse they seem to enjoy calling
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
then why is it that I can't stand
gazing upon my reflection
every time I pass by a mirror?
The Wammy Boys Ghost Stories"And then, the shadow crept up to the window the little girl heard a tap-tap-tapping, and shivered. 'It's just a tree branch,' she told herself, and tried to go back to sleep. But the tap-tap-tapping continued. Finally, she got up and went to open the window. But there was no tree branch there. In fact, there wasn't anything there. A shiver ran up her spine, and she went to the door to look outside. And when she opened the door a shape darted by, a shape running on two legs with a lopsided gate.The Wammy Boys Ghost Stories4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"She decided to investigate. Creeping outside, she closed the door to the cabin. It locked behind her with an ominous click, and she realized that she was locked outside. After trying the doorknob in a futile attempt, she turned to face the woods.
"Suddenly, a hook dragged across her throat. She screamed, but it was cut short. The creature stood, just behind her corpse, its hook bloody, and flesh dangling morbidly from the tip of it.
"Even now, if you listen closely, you can hear he