Stuck, Bored, and Need a Face.A continuation of 'Stuck, Bored, and Don't Know Who I Am'.
I am... I was one of the Light People. But that is the past. Here, in the Dark, even though I have no name, I know who I am and who I was, and who I can be. Unlike the Light, which lives through conformity and ignorance, the Dark encourages individuality, although it can't be seen. The Dark People all blend in with the pitch-‐ black background, so we have to describe our individuality. I myself imagine myself as being big, around seven feet tall. Just think about the superheroes with muscles but then give it a nice sleek look and you have my body's description down. For my head, I wanted to have that sleek, masculine look, but I also wanted to have a touch of femininity. Girls look at that kind of thing. The ones I like anyway. I spent a really long time thinking about it. I searched my brain, looking through all the old stories from Outside. Bison horns? No. Wolf fangs? No. Octopus tentacles? Definitely not, for so many
Once More for the Dwarf LordsIn dreams, I conjure wealth untold,Once More for the Dwarf Lords3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
through ancient rocky caverns old.
Through carved halls and dungeons deep,
My home, where now a dragon sleeps.
My kingdom, taken from my hands,
It slumbers under mountain lands.
I promise kin their home reclaimed
from powerful lizards and horrors unnamed.
Once more, the gifts are dwarven gold,
Our wills unbent, we'll never fold!
Of joyous hymns, dwarf voices ring,
When Erebor regains a Dwarven King.
Love Bites!Love Bites!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Good evening miss."
Claire turned around to face the voice. She had been so caught up in the festivities around her that she hadn't noticed anyone behind her. After all, there was so much to see! The entire ballroom was packed full of lavish party guests. Buffet tables lined the walls and men danced with their ladies in the middle of the room with elegance and grace. The overhead glass roof exposed the glowing full moon to the party guests and the stars twinkled madly like morning dew in the early morning. The English countryside stood before them in all its splendor just outside of the castle walls. Claire had been entranced with the sights since she had walked in…but now the sights had begun to grow boring and the brilliant lights and colors dimmed slightly. The surprise of the voice behind her had brightened her spirits a little.
The one who had spoken took her by surprise. He was a tall young man with black hair and deep brown eyes. He had on a finely tailored suit. A black jacket
Poem for two.You draw a smile across my face, like a child on her first day of school, anxious to impress. You make me happy.Poem for two.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Your eyes are crystals of perfection, covered in sparkles of delight, born from inspiration that the universe gets from your existence. You are beautiful.
You dress me in happiness, you make my skin glow through the fabric, with the undeniable love I have for your soul. You suit me.
You make my heart beat to the sound of your own; it forms a vibration that the sun, sky, and the entire earth can dance to in their sleep. You make me smile.
You play my skin like a flesh-bound piano, you hit notes of ecstasy with your fingertips, you make a song with your infectious rhythm, you reach a crescendo with your smell. You sound magnificent.
You scratch your passion into my back, you form a trail of lust down my spine, you dig your nails into my flesh, and bleed out all the sorrow from my veins. You do me good.
You take my heart in between you
Automatic"Darling"Automatic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In perfect syncopation with
Glass shattering in my bloodstream
Distance and indifference
Bleeding through the wallpaper
As I bend silver hair clips into geometric nonsense
Your fingerprints indelible on my jawline
"I was never"
The taste of ammunition
"Angry at you."
As raw broken bones
Fractured clear through the marrow.
Love is lonelyLove is lonely without anotherLove is lonely2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To tell you who you are
So you might know yourself
In the eyes of your other
Love is lonely when you're alone
when your other has gone
to a place where you can't follow
You have been left behind
Love is lonely in a group
from who none has whispered
sweet nothings into your ears
that echo inside your skull
Love is lonely
if there is nobody
who cares to share
their love with you
An Infinite MomentThere is so much writingAn Infinite Moment2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and music on our
death, our inescapable
we are fighting
and we deserve this.
It is not something
to dwell on,
or mourn ourselves
with cracked speech.
We are here for
each other, as
together we will
pray for rain.
seabonesyou told me to walk on waterseabones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but all i did was sink to the sandy bottoms
of the salty sea.
the brackish water stung at my eyes
and filled my lungs,
seeking refuge in the spaces between my ribs.
i remember barely breathing
wet inhales and slow exhales of the briny sea
through slightly parted lips.
my heart was lost in a century-old shipwreck
found through the haze of floating sand
granules that looked like dust in sunlight,
fingers wrapping around wood and forgotten memories.
i wondered if this was death,
ocean water pressing down on the hollows in my chest
world moving in slow motion through teal colored lenses.
you told me to walk on water
but all i did was drown.
I'm the little girlI'm the little girlI'm the little girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who doesn't sleep very well
I'm the little girl
Who writes in the dark
I'm the little girl
Who barely see's what's going down
I'm the little girl
With the pills in her hand
who doesn't know what it's like to be gone
when you fell you broke my heart.you never left, we never stopped,when you fell you broke my heart.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but you never started in the first place,
and I walked up and fell face
first for you.
if it’s a game of independence I’m playing strong
but everybody knows I’m wrong,
I don’t belong
alone in a twin bed.
I fell in love
you turned me on and down and off,
you pushed me out,
and away, I’m okay with or without
you, but I begged you to stay.
you’re a shiver on my skin,
you’re that sneaky voice within
my bones, telling me to stop, telling me to go.
and I’ll leave but we both know
that we’ll both be back here
What Is Missed When It's GoneMary sat in the chair that was in the corner next to the magazines, though she didn’t pick one up to read. She was dressed in a simple pair of jeans with a plain red V-neck. She pulled at a loose string on her shirt, trying to find something to concentrate her mind on. She felt as if the pit in her stomach was growing bigger and pulling at her heart. She kept having to remind herself to breathe; in and out, in and out. After a few minutes of messing with the string, she gave up and looked around the room. There was a couple with their young son, and elderly woman, and a middle-aged woman. The little boy ran around the room with toys and books exclaiming, “Mommy, look at this,” every few minutes. The woman sat quietly reading a magazine, and glanced up with an annoyed look on her face every time the boy shrieked with excitement. The elderly woman sat alone with her purse on her lap while she dug through it. The chair next to her now contained a pile of pill bottles. ShWhat Is Missed When It's Gone2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leaking MadnessAsuraXReaderLeaking Madness2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Requested by: darkdimentiobender34
Story by: lilacgiraffe
That one name was always knocking around in your head. You didn't even know whose it was, it just was there. You shake you head trying to clear it but there it was.
Find him. Stop him.
"Stop who?" you call out, slamming you head onto your paper covered desk.
You scream, annoyed at the voices in your head.
"Who the Hell is that?" you shout, wishing for an answer. Of course, this time, there was no answer. You groan, looking up to see that you had a spectator.
"Can I help you?" you snap, startling the dark haired man in front of you.
"Lord Death wants you to meet him." he says quietly, blushing lightly.
You sigh. You should have expected this. Lord Death visited the women in your family when he needed to know something.
"Alright. Where is he?" you get up and begin grabbing the things
I Can't Hear You AnymoreThe clouds are heavy tonight,I Can't Hear You Anymore2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I am suffocating,
Choking on my own words
As they fly from my mouth.
You never cared about yourself,
And after your death that
Became hard to think about.
(But I do anyway.)
I suddenly find myself missing
The years we had spent together
And how spider webs would form in
The corners of your eyes when you smiled.
But the thing is that I can’t hear you anymore.
I can’t remember the sound
Of your voice or the feeling of
Your hands as they touched my lips.
You once told me that home
Is where you lie,
But I hate it here, and
I hate living with these ghosts.
Saturday NightI don't know where I amSaturday Night2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the music is too loud
There are far too many strangers
In this drunk mess of a crowd
Anywhere I look
There is some strange guy giving strange looks
And my head is spinning round
As if it's nowhere to be found
But it's Saturday night and everyone's here
Drinking pints of foul tasting beer
Because we need this to have fun
Because right now we have no fear
So drink away the worries
And don't care about the money
Get it down, we're in a hurry
To lose control
We're far too intoxicated
To care what they think
So let's talk a bit more loudly
And go buy another drink
We say it's only for tonight
But we know that's a lie
But I won't tell if you won't
Let's pretend that we're alright
I see the classy girl from my year
Puking up her dignity
And the guy that everyone likes
All these people aren't so pretty
When the alcohol kicks in
So why do we let this happen?
What a strange world we live in
First LoveIt was a normal day in Danville, and Phineas went alone in the park. Generally he was Ferb, but he was with his girlfriend Vanessa. Phineas could have gone to Isabella,First Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
but she was in a meeting with the scout squad in their house and then she would be with some friends. When he first thought of Isabella he saw the dark eyes of the sea and the long smooth black hair as dark as night. He could say that he was in love with her, but it was not what he felt.
He did not love he felt more excited every time she came close to him and then he started to get butterflies in my stomach and he was clammy hands. He was really in love with her. She was sweet and kind. But he had not been able to put into words what he felt for her. He would say that. The words were far up his neck when they were alone.
Phineas could now sit and think about what he should do to show their true feelings for her. I could ask her to come home and watch a movie.
2 days later.
I sat th
The New World: Memories of a Forgotten Age (Pt 4)My heart felt like it’d sunk into the deepest depths. I recoiled in surprise, my fear obvious for a split second, before I focused on hardening my expression. Nobody seemed to notice. Myra knew, though.The New World: Memories of a Forgotten Age (Pt 4)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She was dressed in flowing, white robes, and had angelic wings on her back. Her hair was pure white, flowing down to her knees. Her skin was a pale white, though it had a kind of alien beauty to it.
“Myria?! What the--!” Janet said, standing up in surprise, her eyes wide. I wasn’t able to bring myself to speak, or move. In reality, I was focused on making sure I didn’t pass out. Or have involuntary bowel movements.
“Your mom and I go way back.” Myria said. “She called in a favour, and I couldn’t help but accept.” Myra smiled widely, her eyes going from Janet to me.
Her gaze was… Peircing. It felt like she was looking into the entirety of my soul and… calculating me. And, really? I wouldn’t be surprised if sh
She's Already LeftI'm doneShe's Already Left2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it hurts and I don't care
they tell me I have no depth
but they don't understand
I'm the little girl who watched the windows break
shattering bones and glass
I'm the one who watched as they took her away and I could hear screaming,
red and blue lights echoing through my eyes
The one with lonely nights spent breathing
my head waiting for my heart but nothing's clicking
I can't move forward
I can't go on when my feet are stuck to the floor
glue made of sweet blood has me reeling
it's on me
my hands are drenched in someone else's pain
She doesn't remember
all those times when I needed her
I can't hold on to something that's not there
she's not there
Not even a gasp escapes my lips at this sight
I feel like there is no surprise anymore
when all I see is slacked jawed mouth and closed eyes
I've had this nightmare too many times
But not as much as it should
if only her hand had not played a part in erasing
where the shock once stood
turning it into expectation
be still, my hearti.be still, my heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stark colors to
float into sky
with glints of
in china blue
crawled out of sea
still- across breath
of shallow end.
carefully in the air
breathing empty water.
to open air
slid the bushes
under the trees
closed in pale flowers
left prints in soft soil
where more sunshine fell
from sky (strange as sea)
Forget tsunamis.Man:Forget tsunamis.2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The world's first
Let's Play a Mind GameLet's play a mind gameLet's Play a Mind Game2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let's stare into empty space
Let's play a mind game
Let's go into the depths of our brains,
and erase what keeps us sane
Let's break past the barriers
Let's push back the pain
Let's explore the unspoken sins,
forget the blood that binds us to our kin
Let's become numb
Let's dull the emotions from within
Why don't we, just for a moment,
forget everything, let our frustrations vent
Why don't we, for the time being
ignore the suffering, just focus on breathing
Let's wipe the dirt off the floor,
even the unfair score
Let's turn the handle
Let's not just stare at the door
Let's throw away misery,
make ourselves feel free
Yes, let's, play a mind game,
and seep into insanity
Oh HaiOh Hai2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
How do you do?
All too well, Thank you.
Does this qualify as a Haiku?
Six Scars to Remember Me ByYou insecurities are buried behind the shell you wear Six Scars to Remember Me By4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just a thin layer of sweet sweat and stale beer.
Cigarette smoke resides on your fingertips
And I inhaled the suffocating scent.
You leaned your lips in to brush my neck;
Pulling me closer in,
You know what it's like to have been there.
Pupils wide with fear or is it something else?
You know this place all too well,
There's no point hiding it, I won't deny it,
I gazed steadily into your eyes.
For a moment in time, perplexed or confused,
You realized the same things that I knew.
It seemed like a decision you would not make,
But your feet stood their ground,
Not once wavered by my mistake.
Sympathy filled your eyes that soon grew to sorrow.
The hours spun on and I began to understand,
If not today, I had always tomorrow
To take your hand and change.
In your arms I felt a recurring thought
I've been unable to shake for a while.
It's filled with sweet tunes you play only for me,
And topped with the smile that is min
People Don't ChangeYou said people don't changePeople Don't Change2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But I'd prove it's not true
Because I would change
And do it for you
You said people don't change
And maybe that's true
Cause the one who's not changed
Surely is you
Arrive SadArrive sad at our date, dear.Arrive Sad2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Come embittered, suffering the hardest of depressions. Leave no agony at home. Bring all possible sadness to our encounter. Dust off the repressed memories, take all the sorrow you can find, hold on to those tears, and finally release it all ... only once you're with me.
My challenge begins there, honey.
The test that'll prove me worthy of being with you.
Once on the verge of emotional collapse, let the pressure of your grief bring you down. I'm dying to catch you and make you stand tall, so we see the world from the angle intended for you. Let your insecurities drown you in their lies; I'll be the air that revitalizes you with the beauty of the surface. Don't forget your fake smile, that barrier that becomes stronger the more people crash into it. At that point, I'll embrace you tightly ... and hand over the feelings you awoke in me, those that helped me destroy walls of my own. That strength which I didn't have until you entered my life, will then become