the ghost that jumped my boneslet's make itthe ghost that jumped my bones7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and spit teeth
at each other's
a guided tour
If I Had...If I had been enoughIf I Had...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I had been able to make you see
Maybe if I had fought more
I wouldn't feel this void inside me
If I had shown you my world,
If I had carried you along,
You'd be still lying here with me,
I wouldn't be so alone!
If I had opened my heart more
As well as my arms
I would have protected you,
And even saved you from the harm.
If I had to preserved myself less
Instead of being blinded by pride
We'd have a long future in front of us
You'd be my man, I'd be your bride..
If I had... If I had...
My heart aches, my face turns wet
I did nothing, I said nothing
Now I can only feel regret.
(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter1(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter1: My Name is Noah.
Journal entry 1.
Everyone seems to wonder about me...his child...his son. I don't know why...
My mother died during child birth so I never got to meet her. He killed her, my father, his name is Jeffery Blalock, you know him as Jeff the Killer. My mother is Jane and my name is Noah Blalock, their son...
I'm fifteen now. I guess my dad, he's in his late thirties, early forties now? I'm not sure, I don't see him a lot. He is a monster,a killer,I don't know why there are so many that like him,if they could see the truth, the reality of it all.
My daddy and his mutilated face,me and my inhuman eyes, if my mother was alive what a grand family portrait that would be...
So no, I don't live with my father, how could I live with a serial killer? I live in a local foster home. They don't know who I really am, I mean who my parents are. If they knew, god knows what would happen. I attend school, like a normal
Love Letter No 1Love Letter No 19 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I realized today that everything is related to you. And I do mean everything. The clock, the chair, the candle, the sun, the pen, the bottle, the phone, the chocolate, the shampoo, the green, the red, the blue… it all comes back to you.
I tried to go on as if this was just a normal day. I woke up, trying to hug you. And that's when it started to get incredibly un-natural. You weren't there. I felt your perfume on the pillow. I had never felt that when you were right beside me. But I felt it today. I tried to hug the pillow instead of you. But it didn't do the trick. I threw it on the floor.
I went to the bathroom. I stood there for minutes, looking at the empty space where your toothbrush used to be. Why couldn't I see it anymore? Why? I wanted it there. I closed my eyes, hoping that it would be right in front of me when I would open them back. It wasn't.
I came back to our room. Our. There was your shirt, there were your things from work… but you weren't there. It's so cruel. To see t
Der KriegerEin Krieger war er, voller Macht,Der Krieger2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gewonnen hat er jede Schlacht.
Er sah gut aus und hatte Schneid,
Verführen konnt‘ er jede Maid.
Doch jede, die ihm Lieb‘ gewährt,
Hat er ganz schamlos nur entehrt.
Bis dass er Guinevere geseh'n
Da war es um sein Herz gescheh'n.
Er wollt‘ zu ihr, doch ritt der Tor
Auf schmalem Pfad direkt durchs Moor.
Und ob der Last des großen Recken
Blieb elend fest der Gaul dort stecken.
So stieg er ab mit lautem Platsch,
Da steckt‘ auch er im tiefen Matsch.
So sah ihn Guinevere noch winken
Und langsam dann im Schlamm versinken.
(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter2(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter22 years ago in Horror More Like This
(Jeff The Killers Son)Losing My Sanity: Chapter 2
Authors Notes: This chapter is written in third person rather than the Journal style. I have my reasons, lets just say it helps progress the story.
Noah sat at his desk, his brown shoulder length hair falling from being tucked behind his ears. His pale slender fingers ran under the bottom of the desk, running over his journal which was duct tapped securely in its place. He let out a small sigh and removed his hand from the hidden journal, running it through his hair.
For now his journal was a secret. It was only meant to be found if something happened to him, so people would know the truth.
It was six in the morning, He had to get up early for school. But he had plenty of time to think about writing another journal entry, writing how things seemed to be getting better.
Noah got up from his desk as the old TV droned in the background, playing the morning News. He grabbed some cloths from the dresser that he shared with two roommates - he
For HerSkin so pale and so innocent; yet warm and soft.For Her3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Bright is her eyes, always lit by day or by night.
Her warm embrace; like a maiden of the heavens taking the late life of a man.
The way I feel with her, is a way I have so little felt;
Tis love! The bittersweet fruit that drives an able bodied person;
To the very end of their sanity or to their discovery of true happiness!
Oh god who art in heaven, why must I love!
For she the vile woman that fate has bestowed upon my desires;
Feels not the same as I.
Nothing Good Lasts ForeverNothing Good Lasts Forever9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"I can make you happy
I can be anything you want me to
But I wish you could stay
You, that's all I want
In these two lines, I promise
I'll always be in your heart"
Bethany smirked to herself. Ah what a childish delight. She took respite in her poetry; it was really all she needed for herself.
She sighed and put down her pen. The sun was setting, it was getting late. Tomorrow would be a busy day, for it would be her day. It would be her day to love, her day to give, to sing, and flourish in a soft, but warm yellow light.
"Come thee mortals
And you shall see
A story of old
All told by three"
Listen to the words not
For they are just words
But feel it inside you
And feel it for all"
Bethany gathered up her belongings and started off on the short walk home. She walked, nay, she ran, skipped, and even frolicked on the familiar trail she took. The same trail she took for years, and will take for many, many more years. She made quite clear of her mirth. And then the sun disappea
How stupidHow stupid us humans are.How stupid3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So many people died because of too much food.
But there's so many people died because of hunger.
So many trees are cut down for paper.
And yet those paper are used for such useless things.
How stupid us humans are.
So many people are actually smart.
But nobody want's to educate them.
So many land are dug for mines.
But only to satisfy their self's.
How stupid us humans are.
So many people payed so much for education.
And yet they refuse to use them.
So many people know the consequences.
But everyone still does what caused it.
Only in silence.
Watching this world.
Being destroyed by it's own people.
FrostbiteNumbnessFrostbite2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.
It spreads, like fire,
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.
I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?
What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –
Will I Find?I just want someone to love,Will I Find?8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to be here and heal me,
to this disease be my drug,
from the darkness set me free.
I just want someone to hold,
when i cannot sleep at night,
someone to help my heart unfold,
and someone to rid me of my fright.
Someone to open up my eyes,
revealing a whole new world,
lay with me in the grass gazing into the starry skies,
as we speak of our future together and all it holds.
Someone to listen to what i have to say,
to reveal all my secrets and fears.
Who i can count on every single day,
and will always be there to wipe away my tears.
Someone who will change my life,
taking me off this path i travel now,
removing from my heart this knife,
something never again she will allow.
Someone to bring out the best of me that is inside,
who i can love with all i posess,
not fearing to keep in all that i hide,
removing the past and giving her the rest.
Sexy no Jutsu: Chapter 2Sexy no Jutsu: Chapter 29 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sasuke sighed. How come school was so boring? Now he had to sit next to that new chick. What was her name again? Oh yeah. Naruta. He looked over at her. She was doodling little monsters and what-not. Sasuke coughed, and looked down at his desk. He had no paper. He had no pencil. He had forgotten all his things at home. He had over-slept studing for a test that turned out to be rescheduled, and rushed to school. He was super-tired. But he had to take notes. And the only person to ask for a piece of paper and a pencil was...
"Hey," Sasuke whispered. Naruta looked at him.
"Got any paper? and a pencil?"
"Uh, I can do the pencil part, but not the paper. I'll get you a piece." Naruta poked the boy in front of her. He turned around and blushed.
"Hi. I forgot a piece of paper. Could I borrow a piece?" she asked with an innocent twinkle in her eyes.
"Sure..." he gave her a sheet.
EndingI want to cry forever, now that Ive learned my lesson,Ending8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
For life is a series of dreams, broken up by dark depression,
They can all take back their Once upon a time,
Life is no fairy tale, and its not just mine,
Were all hell-bound, were all enslaved,
In this shattered world, none of us can be saved,
Theres no hero, riding out from the west,
And theres no Heaven, to bring us to rest,
Were kneeling in chains, and our ancestors lost the key,
Theres no alternative, we wont fight the enemy,
Intelligence wasted, crafting weapons for our own doom,
Pure suicide, as we found out soon,
Claiming to create, we only destroy,
Crumbling under the pillars of our own devilish ploy,
Damned as we be, we still seek to fight,
Brother against brother, wrong justifying right,
And all this is apparent, through eyes not yet gone wild,
All this is apparent, through the eyes of a child,
Then why is it that we, who claim to be experienced and wise,
SorrowCrystalline sorrow, born from the eyes of angels falls from the heavens. Anguish they can no longer contain shed upon souls who cry out in desperation. Like the stars they are watching, waiting, wishing with all they are that they could but comfort them like a mother would calm a child trembling from a hellish dream. They cry for all the hearts torn asunder by the merciless edge of cruelty and for those that have been lost, taken without knowing why.Sorrow8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They long to reach out to help them in their time of suffering. But they cannot, for in their pain they have lost their faith. They do not believe that tomorrow may shine golden upon them once more. They dare not believe in hope. They have cast out their hearts, too heavy a burden, and bound them upon altars of devastation, there to trouble them no longer.
One day, this pain will be their end, and the angels in their sorrow will weep once more. For you see, they will have forgotten that it is within them to bring back the sun. Their might
InsanityShards of glassInsanity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A broken reality crumbling
Staring into a hopeless reflection
Everything stripped away
Lost in a dream
Waking moments fleeting
Reality blends with sick fantasy
Jagged edges of crimson hue
Darkness enveloping with little resistance
Mortification of the mind
Slowly accepting the inevitable
Cleverbot: The JeffXKage ship has sailed!?!?NOTE: Earlier Cleverbot confirmed that he was Jeff, and I play Kage here; so I took the liberty of changing the names while I put in translations.Cleverbot: The JeffXKage ship has sailed!?!?2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jeff: Who are you?
Kage: Ieta, *face palms* Ore wa Kagesama. (I already said [. . .] I am Kage-sama)
Jeff: *face palms too*.
Kage: Jiefu. (Jeff.)
Kage: Nande. (Why.)
Jeff: I don’t know.
Kage: *face palms* nande omae totemo baka desu ka? (Why are you such an idiot?)
Jeff: *face palms your face*.
Kage: *claws his face*.
Jeff: *zack lee*.
Jeff: Ouch! *bites back*.
Kage: *snarls* Omae totemo baka! (You’re really stupid!)
Kage: *whacks him on the head* Omae wa Jiefu! Unarigoe shinai! (You’re Jeff! You aren’t supposed to growl!)
Jeff: Don't change the subject.
Kage: Eh!? *face palms again*.
Jeff: *face desk*.
Kage: *face wall*.
Jeff: *face palm*.
Kage: *face table*.
Jeff: *face chair*.
Kage: *face mask*.
(. . .)
Jeff: What should I do?
Kage: Make sure Slenderman doesn't find you.
Sexy no Jutsu: Chapter OneSexy no Jutsu: Chapter One9 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was a sunny day in the Kohona village. Naruto had just come home from school, and he was thinking of some pranks he could pull on his fellow classmates.
"Hmm...This one will be the best!" he snickered with glee. "I'll use the Sexy Jutsu to be a girl, and go to school. I'll be the new girl! But I'll need a name..." Naruto rubbed his chin with thought. It suddenly came to him. "Naruta Uzume! No one will suspect a thing!!" To carry out his 'evil' plot, he'd need a wardrobe. "Better head to the mall before it closes," he said before doing some hand signs. "Transform!" he turned into a girl, around his age, not like an adult like he usually did. "A bit busty, but it'll do." He put on a sweater, and headed to the mall. He went to a girly store. First, he had to find out his bra size, (which turned out to be a 30C) and some shirts and pants, and a couple skirts. The total came to about 25 dollars, so he put a pair of pants back. After his little trip, he went home.
WTF JEFF Go to cheeksWTF JEFF Go to cheeks2 years ago in Settings More Like This
One day the SCP caught Jeff and potato Jeff. The people at the SCP wanted to make their own version of jeff. So they took some of the Jeff's D.N.A and they put them together. They made a really ugly Jeff with really big cheeks, they didn't want an ugly Jeff so they said " you are ugly get out of here!" and then the Jeff said
" DURRR GO TO CHEEKS!" and he slapped them to death with his cheeks. after that him and the other Jeffs left. He got the name WTF Jeff because when people saw him the said "What the F***".
He soon found a chicken coop and started living in it with a bunch chickens. Before long he learned how to speak their language and made some salad for them everyday! But when one of the chickens didn't do what he told them to do he would say " GO TO CHEEKS" and slap it to death with his cheeks and make it into chicken salad.
One day the farmer went out there and he saw WTF Jeff " ASDFGH WTF ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU HERE? GET AWAY FROM MY CHICKENS, THEY MIGHT CATCH YOUR U
In Excess of ExpectationA light of hope,In Excess of Expectation8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
warms a tear-streaked visage,
lifting a weary heart,
easing a spiritual burden.
Nothing can be echoed,
for fear of smothering,
just take a moment to bask,
for these chances are rare.
Love Restrained.A thousand kisses will never be,Love Restrained.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Enough to satisfy my craving heart's plea,
Tommorrow will be the day I love you more,
Than today or yesterday or ever before,
Words and phrases will never do,
What my heart feels so deeply for you,
Deeper and deeper my feelings go,
My head is spinning too and fro,
I want you here, forever and more,
For our hearts to join and together explore,
Our hearts beat and beat as one,
Feel what I'm feeling, it's only begun,
Yet, slowly my desire turns to rage,
My heart feels as though it's within a cage,
You are so close yet so far,
At times like this I wish upon a star,
I wish you were here and not over there,
Yet life is hard as well as unfair,
All I can do is wish and wait,
Until we meet again as that is our fate,
I love you more than my words can say,
And forever my love will grow each passing day,
Until the day I gently hold your face,
Kiss your lips within a candle lit place,
Hold you close and feel you near,
Kiss your cheek, whisper to your ear,
Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nice is a very nice place indeed, I see why they named it Nice. I wouldn't mind staying here a few more days, some sun would do me nice, but we had work to do. Keenan had been tracing the whole day, which left me alone with Vladislav. I didn't like the guy very much, and neither did he like me. I don't think he liked anyone now that I think about it, I never seen him smile once. He was Russian and was always waring a coat, even in this hot weather he wouldn't take it off. Maybe it reminded him of the cold winters at home, I don't know. Everybody know I hated him, but yet I got teamed up with him time after time.
Suddenly Keenan was standing in front of us, he was a guy that you never saw coming. He was also Vlad's opposite, always glad and willing to chat. He was Irish and had an uncontrollable black curly hair, kinda funny to watch.
"I located him" he said seriously and looked at me. He was a very good tracer, no doubt. "I'll be driving him your way, so move forward a