Writer's BlockThe words aren't coming, they just aren't there!
My fingers are tapping but the paper is bare.
I'm wracking my brain, hoping to find,
Some small little snippet or inspirational line.
But oh to my woe and despair I have found
All my words and phrases are nowhere around!
My muse has run off, my characters gone
On a far off vacation, somewhere in the sun.
I'm not quite sure where, but one thing is clear
Wherever they are that wherever's not here!
So I sit and despair and lament my woe,
I've nowhere to look and nowhere to go!
Without my cast, director and script,
This night is a bust, a real sinking ship.
I wish you'd come back, you darn little things
You've stranded your Author, now a bird without wings.
But one thing is true, despair awaits when you return
‘Cause you can't stay gone forever...
And now I'm too tired to rhyme the end.
The tired Author
Painfull MemoriesShe dances in and out on waves of broken glass,Painfull Memories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A memory of better times, a perfection that couldn't last,
I can reach out and touch her if I don't mind the pain,
But the cuts and scars means nothing's the same,
Still I cling like an addict addicted to the thought,
Of a woman who so long ago I should have forgot.
I offer myself a short distraction,
Some sort of break in the breaking reaction,
But when the music dies down and the streets get cold,
I run through conversations and things I was told,
Like that three word phrase that we used to use,
How quickly the feeling of love turned to "I hate you"s.
PrUK- Our StoryI've been in love with Arthur ever since I was in my senior year. I got self-conscious around him, and I felt a bit protective around him. At first I thought that maybe I just developed an older brother complex around him, but I felt like I wanted to do things with him that I wouldn't even think about doing with my younger bruder. Was it normal to get hard when you're around one of your best friends? I talked about it to Francis but I didn't tell him that it was Arthur- and he said that I might be in love with him.PrUK- Our Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, with that piece of information, I made it my goal to make him mine. However, it's easier said than done. You see, I might have had some competition for Arthur. Not only did he have that really annoying American, he was also rumoured to be going out with Kiku. Although he usually denies those rumours, you can never be too sure.
So, in order to win his heart over any of the other buffoons who even think for a split second that they were a match for the awesome me, I
Scarlet PulpThumpScarlet Pulp2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you hear it?
It hammers against your chest.
Do you feel it?
It smacks against your breast.
Every tremor cracks your rib,
Every crack jolts your senses,
Red mass thrums against bone,
Rotund, Fleshy, Grotesque.
Crimson flows within wires
Swollen like bruised skin,
Thunder gathers in your ears,
Heat swelters across your cheeks.
Do you hear it?
Bulbous, Gelatinous, Grotesque.
The sacrifice.the ocean singsThe sacrifice.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bluebirds fly
the shells will scream
their silent cry
when divers come
to get the pearl
you raised so long
for a little girl
five years you were working
for the final move
get it ready in time!
For the final approve
he CRACKS you
he SMACKS you
he HACKS you
and you were just shielding
your little pearl
and while you are sighing
the diver is smiling
and while you are dying
the princess is crying
'cause you had to die
for the princess' delight.
Hell's AngelAll I need is an angel from hell,Hell's Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's the only beauty who can control my desire,
When she breaks the ice and kisses me with fire.
I've been asleep for so long when I return to life,
The cherubim of heaven will hear my soul yell.
All I need is an angel from hell,
She'll be my fair lady who will purge my regret,
When she calms the thunder with tears she wept.
I've been lost for all time but now I have no strife,
The seraphim of heaven will ring out an immortal bell.
All I need is an angel from hell,
She can do no wrong when all I see is her honesty,
When she slays the wind in those skies of piety.
I've been alone for an eternity now she's my wife,
The children of heaven will curse us: We of minds so fell.
UKUS 9The next morning Arthur groaned, his headache throbbing again and his palm pressed against his sticky forehead. He could feel sweat blanket his bare body as he laid there, and his green eyes blinked in confusion.UKUS 93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What the bloody " He moaned, sitting up and looked at his naked form before him. Why was he so hot right now? It wasn't even sunny out. Upon inspection, he found strange places on his normally pale form that had round, red circles. He moved his hand and touched some of the dots curiously, soon finding there were quite a few on his neck as well.
"What are these "
He lost his thought when he heard a low grunt, and looked over at the bare American beside him, face shoved in the pillow he held so tightly. Suddenly, he felt his face burn, the sun nothing to the warmth in his red face.
"America! Get up, you stupid git!" He shrieked, hitting the other on the head. He watched the American jult and grab onto his shoulders worriedly.
"England, what's wrong, dude!" The man cri
UsxUkUSxUKUsxUk3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I can change pt1
If there was anything Alfred would have liked to change about his past, was how he treated the love of his life. High school wasn't easy, especially for Arthur Kirkland and Alfred F.Jones. Alfred, while popular with girls, on the foot ball team, and had quite a bit of friends was Arthur's polar opposite. Arthur preferred to keep to himself, and didn't like to open up to people, which made him appear stuck up and full of himself to others. Unfortunately this also made him an easy target for the jocks to beat on him. This day was no different. Day.
"what the bloody hell was that for you twat!!" Arthur screamed at the head of the football team Gilbert.
"oh Kirkland, that mouth of yours really pisses me off you know that?" Gilbert said with a sly smile.
"oh im surprised a twat like you can comprehend what's coming out of my mouth, because face it Gilbert, you're n
Confusion 4 - A GerIta Story I love dreaming of Doit-su, he is always nicer in my dreams. He eats my pasta and smiles more and helps me find really cute girls. Nothing like him when he wakes up though, he is all serious and "WAKE UP NOW ITALY". I don't understand why he has to always wake up so early, not everything needs to be done at eight in the morning. Plus, why does he have to wake me up? Why can't he do whatever by himself and not bother me? I would like him a lot more if he let me sleep once and a while. I love Germany but, not when he is being stupid.Confusion 4 - A GerIta Story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Go away," I mumbled, shoving my face deeper into the pillow I was squeezing, "I am tired."
"Stop being lazy and get out of my bed."
"But, I'm comfy," I whine, turning my head to Germany and pouting, "I don't want to move!"
"I do not care what you want," he rolled his eyes, pushing me with his foot off of the bed, "Get off my bed and get up."
"NO!" I yell, stubbornly gripping the head board as the rest of my bo
What Happened to Fratelllo?Title: What Happened to Fratello?What Happened to Fratelllo?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
October 4, 2011 9:45 EST.
An Italian skipped around the United Nations building. He was wearing a grey Italian (of course) suit. He smiled to the secretary. "Hello Elizabeth," He greeted her. "Having a good morning ve~?"
She gave him a sad smile and nodded him along. 'That's strange,' The child-like man thought. 'Normally she gives me a sarcastic answer.'
He opened the doors to the meeting room. The meeting hadn't started yet, which he was thankful for. Hushed whispers filled the air. Germany was the first one to acknowledged him.
"Italy hello," He said. "Have you heard about..." His voice trailed off. He didn't know how to tell him. Italy was like a toddler. Wide-eyed and innocent, but easy to upset. He didn't know how to put it in the lightest terms at all.
Italy cocked his head to the side. "Heard what? That there's a pasta backing contest? Silly Germany! I already know that! Me and Romano entered in it."
Sweden x Finland RequestHetalia One ShotSweden x Finland Request3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sweden looked around his home. Finland was in the kitchen. He'd never forget the look on Finland's face when he'd called him his wife. To tell the truth it kind of hurt Sweden. The look of fear and shock was unmistakable. Of course, Sweden never let his feelings show.
Sighing he looked at the book he was reading. Really he'd just stared at the same page for twenty minutes, thinking about other things. Mainly Finland. He looked up as soon as the clock on his wall dinged, showing it was seven in the evening.
"Dinner is ready, Sweden," Finland mumbled from the door. Sweden nodded and stood up, casting the book to the side table. Following Finland into the dining room, he smiled at Finland's 'Kiss the Cook' apron.
Wishing that he really could kiss the cook, he refrained himself. He wasn't sure if Finland felt the same way for him. His love might be unrequited. Sitting, he let himself sink into the chair slightly. They ate in silence as usual. Finland was terrified he'd say
Recovering Chapter 4Antonio was sitting next to Francis's bedside, waiting for him to wake up.Recovering Chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eventually the man stirred.
Slowly the Frenchman opened his eyes.
"Où est ici?"
"The hospital, mi amigo."
Francis turned to look at him and winced.
"Pourquoi suis-je blessé?"
"You are hurt. You hit your head on the window and cracked it. They had to stitch it closed."
Francis struggled to reach a hand up to his head.
Noticing his difficulty, Antonio grabbed his wrist gently and guided his hand to the bandages.
"Ce qui est arrivé à mes cheveux?"
Antonio looked down.
"They had to shave it off to get to where you were hurt." Francis's eyes widened. "Do not worry!" Antonio hurried to say. "It will grow back and you will look your dashing self again in no time, amigo!"
Francis sighed and closed his eyes.
"Quel est le problème?"
"You were hit by a car." Francis looked confused. "Remember?"
He shook his head gingerly.
"Où est Angleterre? Où sont mes enfants?"
He wanted to kno
BeautyBeauty rose out of that silent sea,Beauty2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her eyes were tepid with wild thunder,
And then she turned and looked at me.
Me; a meagre man who knew no lady fair,
Nor one of care as she snaps my heart asunder.
Beauty flew up to that sinister sky,
Her lips were dark with mad desire,
And then she turned and started to cry.
Cry; a crude curse who knew no mortal smile,
Nor one so vile as she scars my aura in fire.
Beauty stood up on that scarlet skin,
Her locks were rouge with quiet rain,
And then she turned and walked on sin.
Sin; a sordid spirit who knew no lover true,
Nor one in clue as she saves me from my pain.
Born free 17... Where the heck have you been?Born free 17Born free 17... Where the heck have you been?3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hetalia APH axis powers
Ivan woke up slowly, becoming aware of things one at a time, as the world fell into place around him. The strange tugging sensation that seemed to be coming from the direction of his capitol, Gilbert and Xenia talking hurriedly in the kitchen, the birds outside in the garden, the feel of the sun streaming though the window, the lead weight settled on his chest .huh?
Ivan opened his eyes and was met with a furry face staring back at him. With an angry yell Ivan flailed, throwing Boris off of him. The wolf landed on the floor and stared up at him indignantly. "Don't look at me like that you don't even belong in the house never mind in the same bed with me!" Ivan scolded.
Boris flattened his ears and gave a short snort as he skulked off to the kitchen to bug Xenia for some breakfast.
"Good morning Vanya, how are you feeling?" asked Xenia as Ivan emerged from the spare room.
"I feel fine now." Ivan look
APH A day at Walmart(READ DESCRIPTION FIRST)APH A day at Walmart4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One day, Japan was walking through Walmart when suddenly,
China and a giant panda in a shopping cart started barreling towards him.
But out of nowhere Italy flew in and started doing kung-fu on China and the panda.
Then Germany ran in after Italy yelling "Mein Gott! Italy , you and your pasta sauce addiction has gone too far!".
"I can stop anytime I want germany!" Italy said in a drunk sounding voice.
Poland the sassy police man ran in after them wearing a pink womens police uniform shouting "STOP IN THE NAME OF THE , LIKE ,LAW!". Italy ran away from Germany and into the girl's bathroom with his lighter and spoon to do more pasta sauce.
"OMG , YOU GUYS ARE LIKE, TOTALLY GETTING ARRESTED FOR RUNNING FROM THE COPS!" Poland unhappily shouted at the running Italy. Poland walked outside to greet Lithuania , who had just pulled up in his pimp van.
"POLAND, BITCH , GET IN THE VAN!" Lithuania yelled at Poland in his very ghetto accent.
Poland climbed in and they drove
I am depressed.I am sad. Crying. Bored. Alone. Empty.I am depressed.5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I am guilty. Scared. Angry.
I am tired. Restless. Jittery.
I am nervous. Disorganized. Self-consious.
I can't think. See. Move.
I am in a fog.
I feel ugly.
I am dying inside.
I am depressed.
His Favorite Customer Ch.14His Favorite CustomerHis Favorite Customer Ch.143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Fourteen: It's two-thirty in the morning, fuck titles
Romano wakes up with a pair of arms holding him close from behind and Nia curled up to his stomach. It feels comfortable and keeps him calm before last night pops into his head; his mother returning, he and Antonio confessing, and doing other things. While the things with Antonio were embarrassing, they don't bother him. It's the thought of his mother that makes his body tense up.
She's back, for whatever reason. Well, back isn't the correct word. Technically, she has never been to America before. Nonetheless, it's still weird. Not to mention suspicious. He knows Feliciano has sent her far more letters than just one recently. So why suddenly come now?
"Mm Lovi you're up?" Antonio asks, moving behind him to hold him even closer.
"Y-yeah " Romano mumbles, blushes as Antonio nuzzles hi
The Christmas Pantomime Ch9About an hour later, the two teenagers were laying on gilberts bedroom floor, abandoned pizza boxes and coke bottles surrounding them both. Gil was just glad that Matthew was smiling again, trying not to gaze at him quite so much as he told him about something...in all honesty Matthew could be reading him the dictionary and the German would still think it was awesome.The Christmas Pantomime Ch93 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Gil...why is your bedroom in the basement? Doesn't it get cold down here?" Matthew asked, looking around him with mild interest
The other had been waiting for that question, grinning a little as he explained: "well, Vati got sick of all the noise I was making, and Luddy got sick of sharing a room. So my Awesome self got moved down here! And I can be as loud as I like, cos there's two floors between me and the others. And yeah, it gets cold..." gilbert shrugged, "but I guess that's why blankets were invented right?"
Matthew nodded, looking up at the small window in the ceiling "I guess so...and it makes sense..." he smile
Storybook AddictionsI want you to love me as much as you doStorybook Addictions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the thorns in your side; seeds planted and
forgotten and bleeding cyclically.
when the swallowed night drowns and
drains darkness like a trickled lullaby, I want
to be the last thing in your dreams.
I want to be your mistake East of Eden, your lack
of redemption; when they tear apart your paper
flesh with metal claws, I want to be the one you
come crawling back to with bloodied knees.
[right now I am an empty vessel, unfulfilled
and metaphorically obsolete. I want to clear
my throat for once, without seeing the ashes
of my disease.]
I want to love you like a swansong;
breezes make your bones ache and
I am always cold-- no one wants the
wind: it bites and they identify my
prickled flesh as its invitation.
[I wish I weren’t the pendulum
around your neck, counting the days
until you’d finally leave]
I only ever wanted you to love me.
A New Life Chapter 15Austria took shaky steps towards the familiar man in a ball in the far corner.A New Life Chapter 153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Reaching him, he put a hand on his shoulder and felt his heart break when the other man jumped.
"Svitzy?" The blond tensed. "Svitzy, it's okay. It's me. It's Osterreich. Just Osterreich."
The man peeked an eye open to check.
When he recognized the brunet, he relaxed a little but didn't make any move to uncurl.
"Schweiz? Vhat's vrong?" He wasn't answered. "Please tell me."
Switzerland curled up tighter.
Austria felt lost.
Never had the blond rejected him since they had come back together.
"S-Schweiz?" he asked a little needily. "Please talk to me." The blond shook his head. "I know you're hurt, Vash," he whispered. "I vas inside your mind earlier. I could feel your pain."
Something clicked in his mind and tried to pull the man into his arms.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you but you scared me and said I had to go so I pulled out as fast as possible without thinking about you. I vanted to be slow like usua
MorningBeep! Beep!Morning3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur Kirkland; or England groaned and slammed his hand on to the snooze button.
He was awake, but he decided to keep his eyes closed for a while longer and just lie there; lie in the warmth of his lover's arms wrapped tightly around him. he sighed and began to gather his thoughts. While he was debating on whether to slip out of Gilbert's arms so he didn't wake him up or wake the albino up so he'll let go, he realized that Gilbert was snoring.
He turned around, so now he was facing the albino. Gilbert's face was calm and serene. The way he looked so content, even with the sunlight playing on his face made him look really cute. Arthur soon found a soft smile on his face. He kissed Gilbert's forehead and buried his face into the albino's chest. When he looked back up, he saw that he had woken Gilbert up because now, he was smiling at him.
"Good morning." Arthur said kissing him on the forehead.
Gilbert chuckled. "Why are you you in such a good mood?" asked Gilber
Spamano- Alejandro- Wait, I Mean Antonio...Hetalia One ShotSpamano- Alejandro- Wait, I Mean Antonio...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Romano poked his head out the door of his room as soon as he heard the front door shut. Spain had shouted a good-bye up the stairs since he had to go to the store. Spain had run out of tomatoes. Now's my chance, Romano thought. He didn't want to do this when anyone was home.
Rushing down the stairs and to the large stereo in the living room, he pulled out his IPod and shoved it into the slit with a satisfying click. Choosing the song he wanted he walked into the adjoining room and pulled off his shoes. He would have to be careful not to slip on the hardwood floor. He heard the music begin to play and got ready.
As the words began he slid into the room in his socks. He was only wearing his boxers and one of Spain's button-down shirts. He loved the way it looked in the movies and decided to try it himself. Grabbing the hairbrush he'd before placed on the coffee table, he began to sing the words.
"I know that we are young and I know you may love me, but I just can'