To my Dearest Dearest Delilah,To my Dearest3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Nights have gotten colder. The days are darker as the shrapnel draws nearer. Oh how I miss our days spent together. Do you recall the days at the beach? When the sun had rested perfectly over us, wrapping us in its warmth and light, as if our days would never be disgraced with gloom and darkness? I savor these memories as if they were still mine to cling to. But these memories are not mine anymore. They belong to the man who had waved a sorrowful goodbye to you on the boat that sailed him the farthest he has ever gone.
Now a new man rests in his place. He is frightened of the noises, of the cries and the echo of bullet shells piercing skulls and clanking to the floor as if they rained down endlessly. This man cannot think of anything else but his inevitable death as he runs through the fields of darkness, doing his best to survive and return to you, the woman who still knows the man he used to be. For the man you hold was ki
Short Valduggery FanFic Part IShort Valduggery FanFic Part I7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Skulduggery lead Valkyrie through the darkened chambers of the catacombs by the light of a flaring torch, they had been travelling like this for a while now, and, according to Skulduggery, they werent even half the way there. He was careful not to stumble over any loose bricks; Valkyrie hung onto his boney arm, following his footsteps very carefully.
Are we there yet? Valkyrie whispered to him.
Am I stopping? Skulduggery whispered in answer to her.
Well then apparently not
It had always amazed Valkyrie that Skulduggery could talk or, even the fact that he was somehow alive, but him speaking, without a tongue, always made her wonder. Its magic. He had replied, but she wanted to know how it was done, exactly the method, but with things he either didnt know, or wanted to keep secret, Skulduggery was always vague; which also happens to be how they ended up in the catacombs of Paris
Sugarless pt. 5“Why, of all people”, Zero whispered sadly, “I had to fall in love with you?”Sugarless pt. 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Max froze and stared at him in dark hallway. “What?”
Zero didn’t say anything to that, he just stared the wall darkly and tried hard not to blush. He failed miserably. When Max let go of his arm and took few steps back Zero raised his head and glared at pink haired young man. He couldn’t concentrate to anything when he finally realized Max’s lack of clothing.
“Did you mean that?”
Max’s voice was barely a whisper, and Zero couldn’t look into Max’s red, glowing eyes.
“So what if I did?”
Silence. There were no words that met air in long time, and at last when Zero looked at younger male, he surprised of what he saw.
Max was pulling tight, purple jeans on.
“What are you doing?” Zero asked confused. He had no idea what to do. It was true that he loved Max, but Max was male. It was the first time when Zero fe
Sugarless pt. 4Max was startled awake by a sound that he didn’t really recognize with his fuzzy brain. He raised his head from his flat pillow and his sleep blurred thoughts were moving slowly as he tried to understand what he had to do. Dark room was silent before the noise was heard again, louder.Sugarless pt. 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was someone at the door.
Max got up, fighting his way from beneath thick blanket and navigated himself towards the door, almost tripping to his jeans that he had left on the floor. Knocking was heard again, sounding impatient. Max was too tired to care about his lack of clothing; he wore just a pair of pink boxers that hung low on his slim hips.
“Dammit, I’m coming”, he muttered darkly as he grabbed a hold of the lock and turned it. He had no idea who it might be this late, but thinking about locked main entrance it possibly was a neighbor. What it was about, he had no idea, but thinking that it would probably be someone from the same house calmed him down.
Door opened and he
DamagedThe day I gave you my heart I trusted you like I did no otherDamaged2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I felt like you would be the one that I would be able to go to when I needed something
I guess I was wrong,
You turned into something that I thought you would,
You seem that you were only there to bring me down more so than up
I hate to say that I fell in love with you,
Because I wasn’t supposed let it happen the way that it did.
I messed things up in so many ways that I lost count,
All I want is to make everything go back to the way it use to be,
Back to when we said that we loved each other and meant it.
I never wanted us to end up this way,
But deep down I knew that it would,
I fucked everything up and seems to be no way that I can ever make it up.
I let myself get broken all over again and seems to just keep getting worse.
I need to find a way to make it all disappear and make the pain go away,
But seems that wont be the case because I am forever broken….
WarShoot me downWar3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch me burn
Lift me up
It's her turn
I try to warn her
But he's got plans
A game to play
She has no idea
The innocent soul
He stares at her
Eyes like coal
The monster is hungry
For young tinder meat
Something that just barely
Standing on its feet
She has no idea
Just like me
I sit and watch
Under the tree
She joins me
When he's finally done
She cries her tears
I grab my gun
I can't take it anymore
This disgusting mess
Time to stand up
Time to confess
I send a bullet at his face
Get his attention
Now's the time
For me to mention
All the love
All the hate
Off the slate
I should say
But I don't
Or should I say
We didn't know
We didn't understand
Why all of a sudden
We were the hated man
Instead he dies
Without knowing why
And all the girls
Give a soft sigh
No more pain
No more hurt
No more annoying
We think we can
All be free
But we still have
Our sad memory
We can never go back
Little place called HellLittle place called Hell3 years ago in Horror More Like This
The first thing I always seem to recall when pulling this memory from the deep depths of my mind--which I don't do often, mind you--is how hot it was that first day on the road. My uncle's car was dragging itself along the highway, as if pulled by some stronger mass to which our eyes were blind, like one of the red ants that covered the dry ground outside drags its next meal to the nest.
Through the window streamed large plates of sunlight, reposed from beams into a mere shadow; a visual illusion of the white disk from which they were beating. Hanging high in the never ending sheet of pale blue, the sun seemed brighter than any day I had witnessed back home--skies usually thick with grey and lavender clouds, or blue with the layers of humidity hanging in the air between us and the space it filled.
The second thing I remember was the gold of the dead fields along which we were driving. They glittered, almost like an ocean of nothingness that connected our road to the horizon, and creati
Lost Flame Chapter SevenLost Flame Chapter Seven4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Skulduggery Pleasant: Lost Flame
Chapter Seven: Memories
In the end we all must choose.
In the end we must all play apart.
In the end, one will die, and someone will have to decide.
Will he pick the sidekick, or the daughter?
Will he embrace the dark of the night, or the brink of day?
Come with me, and we shall see, this story as it begins to draw to its close. . .
Skulduggery Pleasant knelt on the hard ground, staring at the spot where Valkyrie had been standing moments before. His empty sockets completely focused, picking up all the details around him. He studied the world for any clues for his new case: saving Valkyrie Cain.
Luny keeled down beside her twin brother, feeling anger vibrating off of him like it would a power drill. She stared at the place where her new friend had just disappeared, along with her niece. Keeping her eyes ahead of her she asked, "What's the plan Skully?"
The Skeleton Detective was silent; ignoring the ques
Something Wrong with me.I think there is something wrong with me.Something Wrong with me.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Maybe its the way I walk
or how I smile.
Maybe I laugh a little funny.
or maybe I'm just 'different'
it might be that my hair isn't straight.
My shirt is not exactly the hottest.
I don't have the best skin
and my accent sometimes shows.
Maybe its because I'm too nice.
Or because I can be shy
is it because I'm not 'easy' ?
Could it be that I'm strange
I don't know the latest fashion.
Or perhaps it is everything.
Maybe its how I dress
or the way I tie my shoes
Am I too tall, too short
Maybe its my weight.
Is my smile crooked?
What if its my voice
or the way I say hello.
Maybe its the perfume I wear
or the way I brush my hair.
But something must be wrong
for the world to plainly see
that it is near impossible
for me to just be.
Random Valduggery(Skulduggery is human, don't know how, but he is)Random Valduggery6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Valkyrie was walking through the one room of Skullduggery's house, looking for him. THey had to get started on their reasearch for their next mission. A rouge Vampire was on the loose, and they wer to track it down and kill it. They had no intention of killing it, they were going to take it to the santcuary(sp?). Valkyrie moved to the back yard of his house and found him laying on the grass, looking up at the stars. Valkyrie moved down to sit next to him.
"There you are" Valkyrie exclaimed as Skulduggery turned his crystal blue eyes to look at her.
"Here I am" he said to her with the hint of a smile on his lips.
"What are you doing out here?" Valkyrie asked.
"Looking at the stars"
"I can see that, but why?"
"Because they remind me of someone"
"Someone whose pretty like the stars, some who, like there are many stars, there are many sides to her"
"Who is she?"
"Someone who like the stars, is too far out of reach"
Valkyrie was getti
MarksI am unlike most.Marks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A social undesirable.
A recluse, a living shadow.
Standing against the cold metal lockers.
Watching the waves of the future swarming by.
All with fancy backpacks and brand name clothes.
The same cruel deceiving smiles.
Here I stand.
Thrift store clothes.
The binder from 5th grade.
The same innocent eyes...
The same scarred heart.
With every new pain, there was a new mark to be made.
A rumor that spreads like wildfire.
Another brutal beating.
Have my books knocked out of my hands.
Gossip in the girls' locker room.
Lunch tray dumped on me.
More threats, harsh words thrown about.
"Do the world a favor and just die already!"
Here I stand.
Like in the past.
Thrift store clothes.
The binder from 5th grade.
The same innocent eyes...
Same broken heart.
But there are no more marks to be made.
For the first time....For the first time....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Monday- Felt a broken being, depressed and very lonely.
Tuesday- Didn't go to work, stayed home in my pyjammas.
Wednesday- Took some dope and weed trying to illiinate the pain.
Thursday- Woke up feeling shit, wondered where i was.
Friday- Got into a fight, turned up in a cell.
Saturday- Walked along the cliffs wodering if i should
Sunday- My beloved cried for me, for the first time.
Valduggery FanFic Part IV Skulduggery Pleasant led the way by the flame he held in his hand. It was a rather large fireball, so Valkyrie, his partner, didnt need to light one herself.Valduggery FanFic Part IV7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
More tunnels. More tunnels, and passageways, and chambers, and corridors, and anything else you could think of that was long and boring, was down there. Valkyrie noticed the same moss patch on the same stone, and wondered if Skulduggery had gotten them lost; but if she asked, of course, hed say he knew where he was going. All men do that.
Down a hall and past a corridor, Skulduggery stopped, causing the daydreaming Valkyrie Cain to bump into him.
Well theres something you dont see every day.
Look. Skulduggery pointed ahead of him, Valkyrie moved out from behind him and gasped at the sight. It was a room a very, very large room. Larger than any room shed been in so far, it was even bigger than the theatre room they always went t
Sugarless”Damn, it’s cold”, Max whispered next to Zero. Pink haired, 19-years-old boy had stood there time that felt like hours, and the damn giant still wasn’t finished with the cigarette.Sugarless3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Shut up, shorty”, Zero growled as he sat on the bench that had been brought on the balcony just hour ago. His dark brown hair was tied up to a messy ponytail and his dark eyes narrowed. “Go back inside, idiot. You’ll get sick.”
Max raised one pink eyebrow to that. “Screw you”, he muttered and sat down next to Zero. Zero glanced him shortly before he sucked hard on the tobacco. The smoke rose to the dark sky when Zero blew it out of his lungs.
“Why did you stay here?” He asked and ensured that there wasn’t anyone behind the window. Group of people he barely knew was still “celebrating” his birthday inside, and he really didn’t want to have any kind of contact to the party. “I thought that y
What You Do To MeEver since the first time I touched youWhat You Do To Me3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I just knew it was just too good to be true
Who in their right mind would ever want me?
They never look passed just what they see
You say that things just didn't work between us
What didn't work? Cause you never made no fuss
Never told me why, like it was something to hide
Or it could be it's just because of your pride
I'm struggling and trying to make sense of things
Depression and all the little presents it brings
You don't show a single care at all for me
Like you're afraid it'll show and people will see
Why make yourself numb to me and all others
Hiding your face from your friends and brothers
It does not make you any more strong
If you thought it did you are surely wrong
The pain that I feel has no effect on you
What it does to me you don't have a clue
It's happening and you'll see sooner or later
Those feelings that you avoid will soon be greater
I'll become like you stone cold and numb
No mood brighter than just plain glum
And that's when
My Problem Is...I've always been a friend of darkness..My Problem Is...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness have found me.. Found me pieces
Gazed into me with big cloudy black holes..
Embraced me with cold thorny shadows..
Unclothed me from my virginity..
Wrapped me with shabby layer of shame..
Took away all the pulse..
Wiped off what I thought I owned..
Sucked out all the sanity..
Licked me and numbed me..
Injected me with a rough touch of evil..
Flooded me with sickness..
Shaped me with hate..
Adorned me with sharp spikes..
Broke me down in deep silence..
Smothered me into the unknown..
Sunken in endless emptiness..
No escape no salvation..
No resort no hope..
Regret and remorse..
Grief and agony..
Pain and suffer..
Tears and scars..
Is what darkness gave to me...
Valduggery FanFic Part IIValduggery FanFic Part II7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Valkyrie had to have been sitting there in the darkness for who knows how long but she estimated it to be about half an hour, but time moves slowly when youre doing nothing. She listened intently to see if she could hear Skulduggery coming back, but it wasnt until she gave up that she heard footsteps.
Valkyrie perked her head up down the tunnel to find Skulduggery walking back with fire in his hand to light the way. He seemed rather excited, for he was walking rather quickly and hurried over to Valkyrie. She stood up to greet him.
Whatd you find? she asked.
Come with me. He turned and walked back the way he came, Valkyrie had to practically run at first to keep up with him. Can you swim?
Can you swim? he repeated, turning his head to her, and then turned it back to the front.
Um well yeah, why? Did you find the house?
Good, now how long can you hold your breath?
Lost Flame: Chapter SixLost Flame: Chapter Six4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Skulduggery Pleasant: Lost Flame
Chapter Six: Celina Pleasant
Two hearts fill my heart.
Four hands grab onto mine.
Two mouths kiss my cheek and tell me they love me.
Four eager eyes watch me anxiously to see what I will do.
Two voices sing with me in the darkest of the nights.
Two beings give show me compassion when I have to make the hard choice.
But only one stays. . . Only one lives. . .
Now there is only one heart to fill my heart, one mouth to kiss my cheek.
Two hands to grab mine. . . One voice to sing in the darkest of nights.
One being to give me her compassion, instead of two.
Only one person to protect.
One person to love.
"Damn," Valkyrie cursed under her breath as she took in the sight in front of them.
Luny who had been whistling a random tune, stopped instantly when she saw the figure ahead of them. "Who are you Necro-man?" Luny asked looking at the cloaked person with a raised eyebrow.
The figure chuckled, "I do
Dear DadDear Dad3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dear dad I love you.
Dear dad you were my world, but that world began to change.
Dear dad; why did you hit mom and make me watch?
Dear dad; why did you beat my brother?
Dear dad I will do anything you ask, just show me you can change for the better.
Dear dad; why did you corner me?
Dear dad; why can’t I stop shaking and crying?
Dear dad; why did I believe you could change?
Please someone help me!
EmptyYou took the breath that I use to keep.Empty3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All the happiness that I once had is now gone with you
At times I tried to forget
With all the pain you caused
You broke me down over and over
I keep trying to move on,
but you keep coming back
But then you disappeared
I went back into darkness without you
It hurt when you left
Moving on without you left nothing there.
Its an empty spot waiting to be filled.
People come and go trying to reach me
But nothing helps
Its an empty spot inside of me
That can’t be fixed...
Lost Flame: Chapter OneLost Flame: Chapter One4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Skulduggery Pleasant: Lost Flame
Chapter One: A Waitress to Remember
Valkyrie collapsed into the nearest chair, wincing. It had been a long night, and she was feeling the after effects. Her body was covered with bruises, and she felt shaky.
Skulduggery sat down silently in the chair next to her, and motioned for a waiter.
"What are you doing?" Valkyrie asked.
"I'm getting you a drink Valkyrie."
"You've had a rough night, and you need a pick-me-up. Besides the fact that we need to celebrate."
Valkyrie thought a moment before she said aloud, "Of course. Tonight we triumphed over the bad guys."
Skulduggery nodded, "Exactly."
Valkyrie smiled, as the waiter arrived. She was a large woman that didn't look happy with her lot in life. A permanent scowl lined her face, and she wore a skirt that was far too short for someone of her size. The woman positioned her pencil to her pad of paper, awaiting the couples' order.
"Hi my name is Tina, I'll be your
SP - The ReturnSP - The Return2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tanith looked at the grimy ceiling from her place on the bed, and sighed in discontent. She remembered it all, every little thing she did she remembered. What was worse, there wasn’t a single moment that she had forgot. Whatever the remnant had left in her head, it won’t get going away anytime soon, so she was left with the vivid memories of herself and her actions, never to be forgotten.
Every murder, every getaway, ever damn conversation would stay in her head, and she would never be allowed to take a break from it all. The doctor had told her that all the sudden memories flooding into her mind were just the aftermath of her return, and they might return to the back of her mind over time. But then again, this had never even happened to anyone before, so what did he know? It was just guesswork.
And while she was lying there, under
DepressionDepression3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was younger I was always happy,
And very rarely sad,
But about a year ago,
Everything went from good to bad.
I now grow distant each day,
Every evening I lie in my bed,
Tear streaked cheeks,
Wishing I was dead.
It's no different at school,
I have become a freak,
I am bullied everyday,
Everything has turned bleak.
I asked for help,
And I recieved the same phrase,
It's cause your a teenager,
You'll get over it one of these days.
It got worse a few months later,
I took a breath and cut my arm,
Watched the blood drip,
Yes, I self harm.
I cry every night,
Till I eventually fall asleep,
But then morning comes,
And again I weep.