Life-Lock (chapter 1)The frost bitten air wisped through the pine trees. The forest of green was coated in a chilly white blanket. The ground was of sand and frozen moss,but felt like rocks. The sun seemed to hide,as if in fear. Wanting to be free'd of its obligation. Whilist among the grey sky,filled with clouds. Not even a moment of warmth seeped through.
No sounds could be heard. Not a bird chirping, or a mountain cat trudging through the snow. It was as if the world was on a stand still,holding its breath. Waiting with a eerie readiness.
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I moaned aloud as the pain shot through me. My fingers and toes were almost a bluish color from the cold. My long black hair,which looked at what would be equal to my lower back,was a rats nest apon my head. What might have been clothes were now tattered scraps apon my self. All being left was a shredded peasant top,and what were possibly pants now shorts. Not any shoes either. I was a pitiful mess. But who am I?
monstersWe are all whispers in the darkmonsters8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
left without a heart
shadows of who we used to be
ghosts among humanity
no one can quite understand
the extent of our banishment
or the aching pain of loneliness
when a being exceeds to exist
reaches for help
tries for acknowledgement,
but is denied
and with each passing day,
we all begin to fade
because what was never meant to be
will slowly dissapear
AnymoreHere we are again, said our final goodbyes, and leftAnymore10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Same story, but this might be it
I know you're not what I want anymore
And I know I'm not what you want
The sparks are gone, no fireworks, nothing, cause it's all burned out
Back then I used to forgive you, I used to miss you everyday
But it's not like that anymore
It's probably the same for you too
You didn't even want to put any effort
No trying to make me not leave
No, "Stay, I know we can work this out."
And I told you, "That's sad
You don't fight for what you want
So you end up losing it"
And you told me, "I used to do that but not anymore"
And it's okay...
Now I know where I stand with you
I keep thinking of the past
Of how it used to be
But you're not that person anymore
I'm not either
And before we know it..
We're becoming strangers
Because there's this distance between us
Missing youI miss your wordsMissing you10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How beautiful they’re spoken
I miss your voice
The sound of you singing and talking
I miss your touch
So gentle and warm
And how you laugh
Even after all the harm
lost hopeFaded echo's of who we used to belost hope9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We were alive and young
Holding in those mistakes
Carefree because nothing was wrong
Caution thrown to the wind
Promises that will never be
Stay quiet and never be seen
Although happiness is absent
Sorrow is prominent
Those childhood wishes long forgotten
These terrible aches won't go away
I miss you
A scar not quite forgotten
Tears not that dried up
But one cannot speak
It's the fear that's constricting
Knowing your words could make a difference
But is it for the best
Two halves of a whole
Both part of one soul
But seperation is inevitable
Nothing is forever
Not even friendship
And its oh so hard
Just as deep as any pain
To sacrafice for others
To do what's right
To let free what,may not come back
One that love or family can't hold
A piece grafted into the wrong heart
The one that was supposed to be there forever
But can you let me
Can we cross the vast ocean of hopelessness together
And feel hand in hand once ag
Random Drabble of RandomnessLife is shit; you gotta find something to smile for. Even if youre the only one smiling at it, smile as wide as you can for as long as you can. And maybe, if youre lucky, youll die with that smile. And when people look at you in your coffin, theyll ask themselves, Why is she smiling? Shes dead, what could she possibly have to smile for now? And then your smile will grow, because they will never know. But you know. Youll always know, and your smile will keep growing long after your skin melts into sharp smelling liquids of decay. And after the liquids dry up, your smile will still be there, frozen in eternity. You know, when you think about it, everyones smiling in the very end. The question is, what are they smiling at?Random Drabble of Randomness4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
And then I realized it would never be. We would never be. She was something that I could never be, something I didnt want to be. That thing inside her would eventually destroy h
WhiteCrow-Prologue:Waking Crow Prologue:WhiteCrow-Prologue:Waking Crow4 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Everything hurt. Everything in was in pain. He wanted it to stop, he wanted the pain to go away. The pain was rapidly increasing as if his nerves were coming back to life, and he could hear rain pounding the ground six feet above him. Six feet above the darkness. Realization
Once Upon a Time - MARoyOnce upon a time in a far away land, there lived a happy family who lived a very happy life in a beautiful city of Amity ParkOnce Upon a Time - MARoy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I'm sorry but I must interrupt this tale, for the nothing above is at all true at all. Indeed a family did live in Amity Park but they were neither happy nor beautiful. In fact they were the complete opposite. Thus I bring you to the true story of the Fenton Family.
The Fentons lived in a brick two story building in the city of Amity park, now this city was a nice place to live as a matter of fact it said so right on the billboard as you enter the city. However like all cities this one had its troubles, but it did not come from robbers, vandals or thieves in the night no this trouble was with ghosts.
Yes Ghosts, the city was filled with angry specters which attacked on a daily basis, it was considered normal to the people of this beautiful town to be attacked or scared half to death by ghosts.
Back to the Fenton family perhaps a bit of information on the F
FallofthePhantom - phantom105"Help, please somebody!" Danny yelled in a muffeled voice to the heavens hoping that someone would hear him. Finally, after ten minutes of lieing on the cold, wet ground, Sam and Tucker came and sat by his side. Danny had open wounds all over his body from the exusting battle. "Are you ok Danny?" Sam said with fear in her eyes. "We need to get him to a hospital" Tucker said pointing out the ovious. Danny was still in ghost form though. "Danny, you got to change back to normal so we can get you some help. We go around seen help the ghost kid. Can we?" "Not with Danny's parents around, they will want to know where Danny is and why we are calling an ambulence when Danny Fenton isn't around." Blood was starting to seep through Danny's ghost suit. The DP symbol was starting to turn blood red. "Well we have to do something, we can't just let him sit here and die." Sam said urgently to Tucker. Reluctently, Tucker dialed 911 onFallofthePhantom - phantom1057 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Welcome To Hell, Part 2.A few moments after Daniel slunk to the floor in defeat, a stocky, matronly demon,Welcome To Hell, Part 2.6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
wearing a canteen staff uniform covered by an apron, a hat that covered her horns,
and a friendly smile emerged down the aisle, pushing a trolley of what he assumed to
be the refreshments they promised earlier.
"Co-ee!" she called out. "Are you the humans they promised sandwiches and
drinks earlier? Sorry for the delay," she chuckled. "There were quite a lot
of you, so it was a bit overwhelming for us. My, you're my fifth batch I have
to serve right now," and pointed at Daniel.
"You there," she said, "stand up, please? I don't want to run over your legs."
Daniel grunted and got up, still leaning on the wall.
The matronly demon then moved through the aisle, giving a packet of sandwiches and
a bottle of water to each person, but almost everyone had a complaint towards the
sandwiches she provided.
"This has fish in it," one protested. "I'm a vegetarian."
"This has pork in it," another called out. "it'
InSaNiTyInstant lack of normalityInSaNiTy6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Suffering a lot of paranoia
Anything will not be the same for you
No more freedom
Incarcerated in a mental hospital
Too much stress to deal with
You consider suicide as a way out of this
Still an OptimistEnthusiasm is dwindling in scarcely short supplyStill an Optimist8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My laughs have been morphed into exasperated sighs
I’m not equipped to handle all of these goodbyes
Hundreds of friends narrowed down to just two
One is furious at me over something I didn't do
That leaves it at just us darling, me and you
That's enough for me, I hope you're satisfied too
But of course you aren't, you packed up and flew
Due East for some bustling city with a fresh view
That's alright, I've still got my weathered notebook
Full of half finished rhymes and recipes I can't cook
I'll keep my head up and my frail arms extended
Ready to catch a broken dove and ensure that it's mended
Keep him safe until he heals, never leave him unattended
His healthy cooes will serve to signal my struggle has ended
That dove is a companion, a new relationship was rended
Not alone but still a loner, a stranger was befriended
TSaTA Chapter 8Chapter 8TSaTA Chapter 88 months ago in Romance More Like This
Pairings: Pitch Pearl (FentonxPhantom) and Gray Ghost (DannyxValerie)
"It is a mortifying truth, and ought to teach the wisest of us humility, that many of the most valuable discoveries have been the result of chance rather than of contemplation, and of accident rather than of design." ~ Charles Caleb Colton
"Truly odd behavior for our Ghost Boy, don't you think, Snow?"
"Most definitely, Harriet. Why, I don't believe I have ever seen Danny Phantom smile at one of our cameras before this!"
"That's because you guys are pests," Fenton grumbled under his breath. He kicked a coffee table leg, his blue eyes glaring at the abused furniture. If Amity Park's central news station proved to follow the same trend as all the others that day…
"You don't suppose it's because of a girl, do you?" Tiffany Snow asked, glossed lips stressed in a sly grin.
Fenton released a loud groan and tipped his head a
Friends Until the End"You wouldn't do it." Her voice was defiant, but her eyes gave everything away. "We've been friends for so long. You wouldn't kill an old friend." It was more of a plea than a statement.Friends Until the End8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His lips twisted in a cruel smile. Friends? How marvelous. Somehow death always made people see the best in others. It amused him in a way. No doubt when the media found out they would stress her age and the fact that she was supposedly innocent. Their words would purify her.
Nobody asks the killers why they killed who they did. There are questions asked, but most of those are purely psychological. People look for things to blame they try to find a way to make murderers less human for their actions. It terrifies them that anyone can kill. But it's true.
He was insane. That's what everyone would try to say about him. People would attempt to diagnose him without knowing the entire story. They would make excuses for her and deny that any death is justifiable. Deep down, though, those who knew him would un
life's deceitOur eyes tell the story,life's deceit8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
our mouths can't
they scream for help
or glitter in happiness
sometimes they leak tears,
for sadness we can't express in words
but when their dull
you know the person inside is gone
No matter how much we try to hide
lock ourselves away in fear
and be alone
cause were human,
whether we like it or not
it's not living, just moving through the actions
we all want a fairy tail ending
but everyone has to face the pain and danger before it
unfortunately few can look ahead
think of the bigger picture
so some go through the motions
believing that no one will ever love us
we are often our worst critiques
so in an effort to reach our version of beauty
we tear ourselves apart
and believe were alone
that no one understands
that no one has been broken,betrayed,or deceived
maybe its deeper than that
maybe people have died
or your family isn't around
you could be adopted
or just really insecure
could have had people do really bad thin
First overdoseI need...more...I need...First overdose8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You've had enough.
But...I need...I want more.
I want another one.
It is already too much.
You've taken too much.
You've gone too far.
But I'm losing it.
You already lost it.
No. It's here. It's all in here.
In my head.
You must wait 'til tomorrow.
I can't wait that long.
You have to.
I can't! I can't...breathe...
You're an addict.
You just need to calm down.
There is one solution.
Even for my problem?
For every problem.
So what is it? Tell me!
But promise me, first...
You must promise me...
Okay, I promise!
Promise me you won't do it again.
But...I...it's stronger than me.
Then fight it.
I'm gonna lose.
Just fight it.
In the end, you're gonna win.
With a little help.
What kind of help?
There is a cure.
There is a way.
Only one way though.
Only one solution.
So I don't have a choice.
HomeI woke up wanting to go to the lake. I wanted to see the clear, shimmering water, feel a refreshing breeze whip my hair. I wanted to dip my toes in and sit there a while, without interruption. I was laying in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling as the scenario unfolded in my head. The more I imagined, the more I yearned for it.Home8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was no more thought about it. The decision was made. I was going to the lake today.
After breakfast, I quickly gathered my phone, wallet and keys. It’s all I’d need for the road. Everything else would be at the house when I got there. I let a couple friends know where I’d be and took off. It was 9:45 on a Tuesday morning in the middle of May and I wasn’t worried about too many people being in the area, they did this kind of thing in the summertime.
The instant I knew where I was headed, I turned on my favorite tunes. The music was mostly of the Indie-Folk genre with strong moving percussion, distinct vocals and lyrics
Good Drugs, Bad DrugsI let myself fall I resist to riseGood Drugs, Bad Drugs9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
into a deep waving sea from my thick cloud of white
of smoke from that relaxing into growing rays of fearful
SuicideIn the dark, the blade slid across her arm.Suicide9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The blood seeping from the wound relaxed her.
Although her heart beat fast, it made her calm.
The scars on her body spread like cancer.
She sat alone and thought of suicide.
She thought her death would make the world better.
A few times that was what others implied,
And so she began writing her letter.
‘Goodbye’, she wrote, ‘this is the end for me.
I wish you all the best of luck with life.
I am afraid mine was no good, you see,
Now it must come to an end with a knife.’
And for the final time, the blade drew blood,
So far deep in her veins it caused a flood.
Time to stop with the fake smilesSmile when it's genuine.Time to stop with the fake smiles9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cry when you need the release.
Yell when you feel the anger.
Drop when you feel defeated.
Rise when you are confident.
Fly when you are ready.
Breathe when you are comfortable.
Don't let anyone rush you.