From an Insecure GirlfriendI'm sorry for the excess of apologiesFrom an Insecure Girlfriend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And for all the thoughts that I've indulged
For dealing with the summer full of insecurities
That I only half-divulged
It's not easy living as an irrational being
That's motivated by her fear
But I could stand the poison I feed myself
If it stayed out of your atmosphere
I'm just a little lost, and a little dazed
At having someone that finds me fit
I've never had something this remarkable before
But I doubt I could have held on to it
And though I continue to learn and grow
To the shadow of the girl you deserve
There's still that something deep within
Controlled by assumptions both grand and absurd
And if I seem afraid of losing you
It's not that I don't believe your words
It's because I don't trust myself to keep you,
As is the way with cowards
But even though I'm a living mess,
A bundle of chaos upon your life,
That doesn't change that as long as I'm yours
You will make me feel alright
I know you say you're nothing amazing
Well, darling, neither am
Lonely But Not Alone...It saddens me to knowLonely But Not Alone...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that you don't talk to me no more
It turns my heart to stone
each time you left me alone
how did it end this way?
can't you please stay...?
I don't wanna lose you
not before I die too
I didn't believe you'd do this
rip my heart to bits
I didn't believe you'd do this
'cause I was so masochist
I'm a fucking coward
for my happiness won't last an hour
I hide in self-pity
for my scars are too filthy
If you hear my sobs in the night
remember for you I'd fight
You had me at the palm of your hand
yet, alone, you made me stand
The light in your eyes
have riddled my cries
the light in your eyes
turned yourself to a lie
Not one person can take your place
yet anyone knows your disgrace
They all have a presence
yet only yours I can sense
I've made myself blind
leaving only YOU in my mind
LonelyIn a crowded room,Lonely7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no one hears me screaming,
Hundreds of people surround me,
But I've never felt so alone.
I don't need just anyone,
But god, do I need someone,
Why can I long for people,
But never say a word.
I tell myself I'm stronger than that,
And hate to admit I'm weak,
That I may wake up one day,
To find it is true.
That maybe I do need someone to hear me scream,
And scream with me as loud as they can,
Till our eardrums burst from the sound,
And drown out all my lonliness.
-i.-10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
we are young and
we are the wild youth, with our
larger dreams, our symphonies and chords
(louder and louder)
with our dark-dusted alabaster skin,
brushed with galaxies: touched with
light, we are
the ones who bleed ink and write until we can no more
creating worlds from our fingertips,
unfolding lives and stories and the
imperious shadows from our dreams. we turn
and we sleep
and we dream.
chasing visions through our heads
running after the wind of dreams and falling after
our reckless and wild thoughts
across windblown moors and sun dappled forest
carnation- red rose faces, pure
turn their heads toward the golden sun,
nodding in the wind,
revealing secrets we've only begun to figure out ourselves.
dark navy skies, stormed tosses and churning
the tempests of doubt rage our minds
and lightning flickers across our skin:
we break fragile butterfly wings and
shake off the dust, it is nothing; it is
rain- pouring down, buckets of silver cascades, in
the land where we spi
WoundAre not the wounds of the mindWound10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the wounds of the body?
Is sickness any lesser
If suffered mentally
Rather than physically?
All fire burns
All ice chills
All wounds hurt
Just because one does not bleed
Does not mean
One is not wounded
The body can mend
But the mind suffers
LovelustYou are the moon,Lovelust11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That crowned queen of the night sky,
And I fall to you,
A slain enemy
To an angel's sword,
Stabbed through and through,
I fall to you.
Do not talk to me of that poison,
That seeps through a fool's mind
And brings folly, makes you blind;
I won't fall to that
Insidious insinuation of affection.
Not for you.
Not for anyone.
And yet I do.
I love you.
I wish to be with you,
But without that which
Would come if I were with you.
I wish to be with and without,
With what I would have
And without what I will have;
But all roads point to
You, what are you?
That rides along the road
And which I would gladly throw myself under?
I would certainly throw myself under you.
The great She.
The great Perhaps;
The master of me.
Love. Love. Love.
A loaded gun.
A pain sweet as cyanide,
And try as I might,
I cannot hide
From the lightning storm rage
Of the notorious Perhaps,
And it feels like a relapse
To fall into you.
I used t
You're like a drugYou're like a drug,You're like a drug10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My own supply of heroine,
One taste is all I needed,
Before I was hooked.
You're like a drug,
Your scent gets me high,
I float on cloud nine,
Every time I remember you.
You're like a drug,
Your touch leaves me breathless,
I always have you on my mind,
I see your face in my dreams.
You're like a drug,
The way you affect me,
A way nobody has been able to,
Not until I met you.
You're my drug,
I breathe you in,
I feel you coursing through me,
You're the blood in my veins,
All of me belongs to you.
You're my drug,
I'm addicted to you,
And the funny thing?
I wouldn't trade you for anything.
I live for the high,
For the life you give me,
For the joy you bring,
For the memories we share.
You're my drug,
I love you like crazy,
I'll never have enough of you,
You're on my mind endlessly
THE VENTRILIOQUISTEveryone wants to create peace with peace,THE VENTRILIOQUIST11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But this world has been formed by bloodshed.
The ground we walk on, the system we live by.
We fuel every day to keep the car running.
The things we buy those nice shoes with, keep the wars funded,
And we wonder why the barrels are hot, like the throat from the trumpet.
See, I’ve decided that us people live by the game of peek-a-boo.
Hands closed over our face during the night time,
Hands open and out forward for the bright shine.
Either we don’t want work to get what we want,
Or don’t want to do what is necessary to get what we want,
But expect everything in the world to change at the swipe of a wand.
If history is doomed to repeat itself
The present must do what hasn’t been done so the future can create itself.
So for us that wants peace without war,
All of our actions need spoken words.
We all must be ventriloquist.
Everything we do must have a message
That speaks volumes,
To where we are all walking books,
Each one a
The JesterSinister laughter fills the voidThe Jester4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Until,with a flicker of light,
A smiling fool calls with a knife.
It was but a moment,before
The target fell to the floor.
Silence,but then insane laughter
All for the fallen's slaughter.
So now,when darkness falls tonight,
Beware,beware,of madness fright
For,as the Fool of Hearts once said,
"Madness is merry,and merriment's might-
When the jester comes calling
With his knife in the night."
A Very Skyrim ChristmasT'was the night before Christmas, and all through Whiterun,A Very Skyrim Christmas3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not a living thing was outside,
Except the guards, and Whiterun's local bum
Jarl Balgruuf was in bed, a bed fit for the Lord,
In hopes that St. Nick would bring him a Sword;
In the small house known as Breezehome, Lydia did slumber,
Wishing that for Christmas she would get a Sword of Thunder;
And Archer set out some milk and a sweet roll,
Preparing for the arrival of Santa, so he wouldn't get coal;
He had no idea what this man looked like,
But he hoped that he'd visit, possibly this night
He yawned tiredly, and then scratched his head,
Before going upstairs to sleep in his bed.
In the morning, he hoped, he would have some nice presents…
Well, after all, he'd been kind to the peasants,
When suddenly, in the living room, Archer did hear,
A large man was present… when did he appear?
With a focus, then a cast, Archer was see-through,
So he could sneak behind a chair, and see what the man would do.
He wore a large red
The Girl with the Voice - RalofWe come from the land of the ice and snow,The Girl with the Voice - Ralof4 years ago in Drama More Like This
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.
"The Immigrant Song", Led Zeppelin (Page, Plant)
The morning was colder than it had been in recent days. Ralof wasn't convinced that the temperature had anything to do with the climate of Skyrim however; he was sure the camp's proximity to the fort at Broken Tower Redoubt had more to do with the chill up his spine. Those damn Forsworn crawled through the fort; their burning eyes scanning the horizon. Ralof and his men were forced to keep their cooking fires low to prevent unwanted attention. It also meant that they had to rely upon their furs and pelts for added warmth. And he wasn't sure if either was successful.
Low clouds at this elevation were at least helping to provide cover from both directions: preventing discovery from the fort to the south and the caravan that was
LonelyThere was a time when I loved to be aloneLonely9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I was never lonely
I would escape into a book or a movie or just my own thoughts
Then one day I let you inside
I found that life was far sweeter when it was shared
But now you're gone and I am alone once more
And I am always lonely
Death and Madness: PrologueDeath and Madness: Prologue2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Games > Elder Scroll Series > Skyrim
Location and Time: Skyrim post Helgen 201 4E
Main Pairing: Cicero / Dragonborn - Listener
I do hope this letter finds all of you well. I fear my others may not have reached you since there has yet been a reply.
Mother and I miss you along with our remaining brothers and sisters terribly. As you may know things have been rather difficult over the last dozen or so years. After waiting with no luck for our brother Garnag’s return, we had no choice but to leave Cyrodiil behind. As mentioned in my message from last Sun's Dusk, we have booked safe passage by boat. I am happy to report we now reside in Skyrim.
You do remember the last time we saw one another, don’t you? Our brief time in Bravil and the bit of trouble you made and I smoothed over? Sister, I do loath to press the favor but we are in great need of help now. All I ask is simple shelter for the two of us. I will keep my hands
Our generationcigarette smokeOur generation6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the wall
we have it all
with dying dreams
(poured down the drain
by languid veins)
the clinking of glasses
and racing hearts,
we cannot stop
what we did start
it's all an escape- a sick paradox:
ZenRememberZen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your first smell of perfume.
The blood and vernix wreathed
on the newborn,
and all of those who stare.
The arrow leaves
thrown into harm.
Medicine was discovered
and maybe faith.
Young love is a jealous god.
It is meant
to make you gentle.
She sounds like meditation
and this is all I'll give her.
We are not
The moth knows you are here
is a silly question.
The Nightshades: Chapter ThreeThe Nightshades: Chapter Three3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Games > Elder Scroll Series > Pre Skyrim
Pairings: Cicero / Future Dragonborn - Listener
Location: Bravil 188 4E (well before events at Helgen in 4E 201)
Story Status: Complete!
(All Chapters 1 - 6 posted)
Summary: Tasked with delivering an important message to the Listener Alisanne Dupre in Bravil, a young and cocky Cicero let's curiosity get the best of him. The Listener's stammering and seemingly meek apprentice Beatriz, he soon learns is but a year his junior. She is also an "innocent" and not apart of the Dark Brotherhood. At least not yet according to Alisanne and even though Cicero is ordered, during his short stay to help protect yet keep his distance from her apprentice, he cannot help but bend the rules. To not just find out why Beatriz holds the Night Mother's interest but his as well.
Warning: I choked up a little during writing this chapter. So you may need a tissue too.
His hand upon her cheek t
Slipping AwaySpeak to me.Slipping Away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me a story. Whisper a poem.
Remind me of an appointment. Comment on the weather.
Speak to me when you don't know I can hear you.
Recite to me a soliloquy. Leave your scent on my pillows.
Dessine-moi un mouton. Appelez-moi votre petit chouchou.
Speak to me when you're anything but happy.
Spit venom at me when we've both done wrong. Solemnly report news I don't want to hear.
Wet my shoulder when you don't understand. Muse to me under the stars.
Speak to me when I need it the most.
Kiss words of encouragement on my disheartened cheek. Rub my back when my burdens are too heavy.
Hold me when they come to get me. Let me know that you're always there.
Speak to me.
Because I'm forgetting what you sound like.
HollowYour lips move,Hollow5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that your empty eyes
would consume to the
Buscando a Menma - MenHina NaruHina - Capitulo 4Buscando a Menma - MenHina NaruHina - Capitulo 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
El equipo ocho se encontraba sentado bajo un árbol. Habían acabado con una misión lejos de Konoha y se habían detenido a comer algo antes de que cada uno se fuera a su propia casa. La verdad, Hinata había aceptado comer con ellos sólo porque la idea de tener que comer esa noche en familia le daba vuelta el estómago.
—Te lo digo Hinata, Akamaru es una peste. Es el peor perro del mundo. Lo detesto. — Se quejó Kiba.
Akamaru gruñó con fuerzas y comenzó a ladrar, haciendo que Kiba trepara hasta las ramas de los árboles mirándolo desde arriba mientras se lamía las manos y luego las pasaba por sus mejillas.
Hinata rodó los ojos, estaba harta de tener que lidiar con eso todos los días. Se le había hecho costumbre ver a Kiba actuando como un gato y a Akamaru persiguiéndolo para morderle el trasero.