The Night that Never Ended p9The Night that Never Ended p94 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Spitfire held Frostburn's head in her arms, crying softly. Next to her, the limp body of her colt Blizzard lay motionless. The floor vibrated from another explosion, but Spitfire didn't notice.
She looked down at the scorched face of her filly. It was unrecognizable to any eye but a mother's, but Spitfire knew that somewhere deep down her child was smiling. She was at peace with this horrible world, and Spitfire was left to pick up the pieces.
I should be angry, she realized, but I'm not. It wasn't the Shadowbolts or the rebels or Nightmare Moon that caused this. It was all of us, everypony. If I hate anyone, it should be myself for not trying to stop it sooner.
The ceiling groaned ominously, the apartment building warning of its imminent collapse. Spitfire looked around her home, wondering what she should do now. What was there left to live for? Why not just lay down her burdens, here and now?
A voice floated to her over the sound of creaking metal, and she
Tired Of This PlaceEach scar is because of you.Tired Of This Place3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're the one to make my blood bloom.
The empty pain I feel inside,
foreshadows my deep demise.
I'm sick of crying,
I'm sorry for trying.
I should have ended when I was born,
then maybe no heart would be torn.
I wish my breath did not start,
and maybe even my heart.
Growing up is the hard part,
I really didn't want to start.
I wish it was easy to say goodbye,
so then maybe I could die.
The Night that Never Ended p1The Night that Never Ended p14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"The spirits of these five ponies got us through every challenge you threw at us!"
Twilight Sparkle glared at Nightmare Moon, her five friends at her back. The shards of the broken elements hovered about them all, radiating with awakened power. Honesty, Laughter, Generosity, Loyalty, and Kindness had gotten them this far, and now all but the final element lay in their grasp.
"But you still don't have the sixth element!" scoffed Nightmare Moon, with only a twinge of worry on her face. "The spark didn't work!"
"But it did," continued Twilight, "a different kind of spark." She turned towards her friends and continued, "I felt it the very moment I realized how happy I was to hear you, to see you, how much I cared about you. The spark ignited inside me when I realized that you all are my friends!"
Nightmare moon stood visibly shaken, and as twilight turned away from her friends their eyes sharpened from humility to confidence. They knew now that the Elements of Harmony were in their gras
The Night that Never Ended p15The Night that Never Ended p153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Throughout New Ponyville, barely a sound was made. Few ponies roamed the street, and those that did kept their heads down and their hooves moving quickly. In their homes, unicorns, pegasi, and earth ponies alike either spent time with their family or gathered their belongings together. A few grabbed a large tool or heavy object that could be used as a weapon, and fewer still strapped old pieces and scraps of armor to their flanks.
The announcement by Trixie had reached everypony's ears, and the atmosphere was grim. Some clung to hope of victory, but most settled for hope of survival as they gathered what sparse food they had left. The calm before the storm lulled the town into silence, if not inactivity, as everypony prepared for the coming night.
For Rainbow Dash, the calm was already over. She g
True BeautyShe laid down on her bed, the tears of so many unfulfilled wounds flooding her vision.True Beauty4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"GOD why?! Why aren't I beautiful!? Why am I fat!? Why do I feel like a big blob no one wants touching them?!!? Why didn't you make me skinny?! Why didn't you make me beautiful!?"
She held her sobs in, so no one would hear. Covering her face in her comforter, she muffled the strangled noises erupting from her throat.
"Oh GGod," she cried in a tiny strained voice, unable to find the words to verbalize her pain. "God, hold me please," She closed her eyes and knew His arms embraced her. Her sobs slowly subsided, resurfacing ever so often, but calming again. The peace encased her, every nook and cranny of her world was sealed, and peace overwhelmed her.
Without warning she was looking through a crowd of silhouettes. Everyone was staring at someone. She tried to see who it was, that held the throngs attention. They were lined up on either sides of a path, and at the end of the path, was the throne of God.
Philosophy_A Lucid Dream(2/03/2012)Philosophy_A Lucid Dream3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I went to bed around 10:40 PM, but my body woke me up a few times in the middle of the night. First around 5 AM, then again around 6. Then I shut my eyes and dozed off once again at 6:23 AM, and I experienced an unusual dream as I slept for another half-hour:
~ I woke up lying in the backseat of my dad's car. It was nighttime, or so it seemed, yet everything was clearly visible and not very dark through my eyes. I heard a familiar voice and identified it as TobyMac. I looked out and watched from the back window of the car and saw TobyMac singing his song, "Hey Devil", while standing behind the car in the driveway with a microphone in his hand, getting into the song as if it were a music video.
"She dialed him about 6:00 pm / She checked her hair in the mirror and she stepped through the door like this / Three flights down and she's out on the streets / Walking brick sidewalks lined in grey concrete..
The Night that Never Ended p5The Night that Never Ended p54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nopony could remember a time when it had rained so hard, but Fluttershy barely paid it any heed. She walked out of the stable with the squirrel behind her, shutting the door gently. Picking her way through the rotted vegetation of the Everfree Forest, she arrived at a wet stump. Leaning down to the squirrel, she said, "Alright Mr. Squirrel, I just know I saw some nuts up here. It's amazing that after so many months of no sun, some things can still survive." Indeed, she and most of Ponyville had survived in the months following Nightmare Moon's triumphant return, eating the mushrooms that sprang up on the husks of the rotted plants. They were the only thing that would grow with no sunlight.
The squirrel excitedly jumped up on the stump, slipping slightly. It had been so long since he had eaten any real food, and squirrels just weren't meant to eat mushrooms. Fluttershy cleared her throat and the squirrel looked at her quizzically, puzzlement in his eyes. He was met with The Stare, an
Essay: Double StandardsEssay: Double Standards3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Essay: Double Standards and "Shoving Them down My Throat"
This stamp can apply to anyone, but I am particularly addressing this to certain members of the atheistic community who make the rest of them look bad.
Some things that need to be said up front:
This is not meant to be a statement against atheism in general, nor is it intended to incite hatred against the atheist community. Many if not most atheists I've met are people for whom I have great respect.I am among the first to admit that the Christian community has many shortcomings of its own, and this stamp is not an attempt to deny that fact. The words and actions of fellow Christians are often just as offensive as the words and actions of those challenging Christianity.In this essay, I am referring mainly to the extreme, militant atheists. When I simply use the term "atheist" in this essay, it is not from an intent to generalize: merely a shortening from "extreme, militant atheist" for the sake
We Want Blood, We Want It NowWe Want Blood, We Want It Now5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We live to die
We hate to serve
We want to kill
We deserve to avenge
All is one
We all die
Escape the shells
Escape the blade
Escape a bloody embrace
Escape the media
Public enemies number one
Dance to the violence
Praise the vengeance
One more dead
Another one destined to live
There is no way to survive this
Just survive this
Dying in the dark
Just survive this
We won't die
Escape the shells,
escape the bloody embrace,
kill or be killed
No one runs scared
We either survive
No one runs without a limp
For the death toll
a sweet embrace,
you call out
and no one listens
a distant battlefield
stained with spite
Everyone is left on the ground
No graves, no stones
No peace six feet under
We live to die
We live to kill
Scarred, horrifically beaten
Left to rot
Left to burn
Only the dead run sca
Sometimes A Smile Isn't EnoughOn the outside, she's confident and strongSometimes A Smile Isn't Enough3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She's so smart and she loves to prove you wrong
She loves the small things and always tries her best
She never puts you down or puts friendships to the test
She'll do almost anything, she always loves the truth
She's more comfortable in sweatpants, but she'll wear nice clothes, too
She's always smiling, coming up with a joke
She always makes you promise you won't drink, do drugs, or smoke
She always acts like nothing's wrong
She really good at playing along
On the inside she's not okay
She faces challenges every day
Her friend is dying, she's failing a class
She's sick of hiding behind a mask
She keeps all her secrets and hides all her fears
She's still being abused after all these years
Her parents call her worthless, they yell at her each night
She doesn't know how much longer she can keep up the fight
Even though on the outside she seems so strong
On the inside, you couldn't be more wrong
Maybe someday someone will see her bluffs
A Christian girls prayerLord,A Christian girls prayer7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want a tender heart
A peaceful mind
A caring and fufilling soul
I want to be a beautiful person
A loving daughter
A great follower
A gifted leader
A broken heart for the lost
And to not look away from the prize
And to be a friend
To all who need a friend
To live a life worth living.
RebelBe a rebelRebel7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A rebel for God
A new person in Him
Make a stand
Everywhere around you
And help them up
Let's have a revolution
A new independence
Why be humdrum
Why be late
To the party we will be
Don't be left out
Live for Him
And you will find
For you too
Putting Him first
Is right you see
Try it and you will
Know what I mean
Be a rebel
A rebel for God
A new person in Him
Make a stand
Everywhere around you
And help them up
LifeI hate my life.Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to die.
Now I know
That life would
Move on without me.
But that doesn't matter.
That my family
Would miss me.
That we don't know
What happens after death
It's a permanent solution
To a temporary problem.
Those reasons don't really matter to me.
It doesn't stop my way of thinking.
Suicide still sounds appealing.
People call me a coward
For running away from my problems
And maybe they're right.
But I don't see the light anymore.
And I just want to go away.
My life doesn't seem worth living.
My family would move on.
Things might now get better.
I believe we are reborn after death.
This 'temporary' problem has lasted years.
So I don't want to live.
I want to be a coward.
I want to run from my problems.
I want to die.
But for now
I'll hang on for a little longer.
Maybe I'll find hope again.
But I can't promise
That I'll always try to stay around.
my demon was always you.I woke up alone in a hospital bedmy demon was always you.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the morning you died
because when you took your final breath,
you took my heart with you.
The doctors said that I have broken-heart-syndrome
as I hold back a faint cry that is building inside of me
but I desperately fail as your face pictures in my mind,
and I swear that I've never missed you this much before
but the thing I miss most about you is your voice.
I remember how every morning you would wake up just to sing to the birds
as you always gracefully danced around in the kitchen,
and you always had a smile as bright as the sun
as your voice sent chills up my spine.
(I remember laying in bed under the covers
just to hear you sing,
and I remember crying myself to sleep at the thought of losing you.)
I remember how when you got sick your voice didn't have your natural beauty anymore-
instead all it had was a natural pale tone,
and your smile washed away like the rest of you.
I remember how whenever you turned around,
LonerCan being alive alone make a loner happy?Loner1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Would you believe me,
if I told you I was dying?
Would you stop trying?
Please, look me in the eyes
and tell me all those well-known lies
about trust, about love
and everything I'm yet sick of.
And when you turn around full of shame,
again I'm the one to blame,
for my being, most of all,
will be the reason for my fall.
SmileLook at your smileSmile2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
its as bright as the sun,
one look at it
and everyone is in love.
It's so beautiful and frail
is that even fair?
But just look at my smile
its as dark as the night,
one look and everyone
flees with fright.
Why do you have a better smile
Is it because I no longer have light
I envy your smile
I want it so bad,
but deep down inside
I know that won't happen because
my smile was meant
to be a silent tragedy.
I Will Be HeardFor every time I feel a sense of guilt; For every time I feel a sense of shame; For every time I feel like I'm to blame; here are some things to rid myself of shameI Will Be Heard1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It wasn't my fault for what happened to me.
It was something a child could never foresee.
It wasn't my fault that my trust was betrayed.
I could never have guessed upon me that he'd prey.
It isn't my fault that I did those bad things.
I did it to live. I did it to survive.
God didn't have this happen 'cuz I did something wrong.
I believe that it happened so I'd grow to be strong.
And I no longer care if others call me absurd.
I'll keep silent no more.
I will be heard.
My mind is spinningMistakesMy mind is spinning1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I mess up every time
Because it's never good enough
It used to feel so normal
But now that I've heard it's wrong...
What's wrong with me?There's something wrong with me.What's wrong with me?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something you can't see.
You ask if I'm okay,
yet we both know I've gone astray.
What's wrong with me?
I haven't got a clue!
Oh, what am I to do?
Where did the time go?I just found out that I was pregnant with you now i am seeing you for the first time, where did the time go?Where did the time go?5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're sitting up for the first time, where did the time go?
You're crawling, where did the time go?
You're walking, where did the time go?
No more diapers, where did the time go?
You're starting preschool, where did the time go?
Now your six years old and your going into first grade, time is so precious before i know it your going to be a teenager and im gonna miss those times where your gonna need me all time.
Mommy loves you to the moon and back and I will always be there no matter what the time is!
Don't rush.Don't rush your life, what exactly are you trying to prove, and to who? Live at your own pace, appreciate the moment, and stop measuring your life by the years you have been around, put more life–– in your years, more sincerity in your actions, and more love in yourself. It is not a race, it is not a competition, the journey is the destination, this moment is what matters. Stop reminiscing on the past, stop worrying about your future, and be aware of yourself, your surroundings, your mind and your life, right now, because this… is it. The only reason you will have regrets, and say that life passed you by, is if you stand still, while everything blurs around you, be the centre of your universe, you are the leading man/ woman of your life, do not act like an extra, take charge, grab onto what you want, learn from your mistakes, let others learn from yours.Don't rush.1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
Do not fear age, we start to grow from inception, this is the most beautiful part of life. Many times we think to
The Mysterious Dragonman (Chapter XXII)SunriseThe Mysterious Dragonman (Chapter XXII)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I really start to wonder if that supposed forest wasn't a lie !" Rue pestered.
The three dragons had been flying for a quarter of hour now. The faint light of the moon and stars was barely enough to see the ground, so spotting a forest at a distance... The worse was that there didn't seem to be anything under them. Just a vast, featureless plain. Nothing that could help them keep track of their direction or guide them.
"We've only been flying for a quarter of hour, the forest is just a bit far that's all." Mei shrugged.
Her magical way to fly allowed her to look back at Bargy and Rue while continuing to fly in the same direction.
"Meh, it's only a quarter of hour for you !" Bargy exclaimed. "I didn't thought flying was so intense !"
Rue nodded. "Yeah, my wings already start to burn ! I wonder if we're doing something wrong, but I'm certainly not going to continue for long like that !"
Mei raised an eyebrow. "That much ? I really don't feel tired."
"Of course you're c
The Bond - Chapter 1The post van was vibrating hard. It was an old model, out-of-date for nearly twenty years, but at least it had a hydrogen engine. In the mail compartment were several piles of crates, sorted in order of delivery, and on top of one of these piles, there was a box.The Bond - Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This box had something special. Indeed, it was the next on the delivering list of the driver, although it was completely unaware of it. We don't say these things to a box, you know. Anyway - it was laying there, wrapped in plastic in the colors of the sending company, with a sticker bearing the recipient's address on its top, shaken by the bumps of the road in the back of the van, dimly lit by two small lights.
The vehicle slowed, then stopped, and the engine noise and the vibrations that shook it stopped abruptly. After a few moments, the rear doors were opened, and the bright light of a spring morning entered the compartment. Two hands grabbed the box and picked it up. The Box Bearer carried it on a paved path that crossed a