Hello Again Ch. 1 AfterbirthHello Again Ch. 1 Afterbirth11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1 - Afterbirth
Kagome chewed the end of the pen, her concentration centered on the paper before her. The answers to the small questions on it, those were always the most difficult. Months, she had spent months preparing, knowing that this faced her eventually. Now that the day was here she was still confused. There were only three questions left. She stared down at the paper thinking through her answers. A small gurgle brought her attention to the small bassinet at her bedside. "So little one which shall it be, hmm? Kenmaru or Kenyasha? Kenyasha ... hmm ... That was your Uncle Souta's choice. It is close to your daddy's name. Yes, it is. I do like it but ... I think I like Kenmaru better." Quickly she wrote her son's name down in the correct box. "One down two to go." She told him. Her thoughts turned to the one box she dreaded, Father's name. She could lie and put unknown. But the idea of denying Inu Yasha's paternity of their son. No, she couldn't do that. Once ag
UnsweetViolent words are unfitting of youUnsweet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They don't match you
Unnecessary violence that slices us open
I don't see them in you
But maybe I see you wrong
From Time To Time.From Time To Time.From Time To Time.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Want to know the value of ten years?
Why don’t you try asking a newly divorced couple?
And see if they have any wasted tears.
Want to know the value of three years?
Why don’t you try asking an exhausted graduate?
And see if they are ready to start their career.
Want to know the value of nine months?
Why don’t you try asking a distraught mum?
And see if she misses her baby bump.
Want to know the value of four weeks?
Why don’t try asking someone who has been fired?
And see if they like prospect of living on the streets.
Want to know the value of an hour?
Why don’t you try asking someone who missed their alarm?
And see if they still had time to eat breakfast and shower.
Want to know the value of a minute?
Why don’t you try asking someone who missed the last train?
And see if they will be momentarily pushed to their limits.
No matter the amount,
Every single moment counts.
Even when the first day becomes every day
And all the seconds a
She's tough.Hey look, there she is.She's tough.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her hair is always a new colour and she wears hats to shade her face. Her piercings just keep increasing.
You see she's tough.
She smokes and drinks and stays out all night. I even heard she sleeps around.
And those clothes, can you believe it?
But she gets away with it, because she's tough.
I heard she even knocked out one of the teachers. Have you seen the bruises? She doesn't bother to cover them up.
But it's because she fights every night, because she's tough.
I mean, it wouldn't be the other option would it?
It wouldn't be that really her appearance is battle gear? She wouldn't be doing it to keep us away would she?
And the bruises, they really are from fighting right? She does hit them back doesn't she?
I mean, she's tough right?
Well, yeah, of course she is.
I mean, its not as if she's pretending. She's not faking it. Because that would mean that she was lying, and not just to us but to herself.
She couldn't be that fragile surely.
I mean she's tou
Loving her..I long…to have her in my arms,Loving her..9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To have her sweet embrace against my body,
To feel her sweet tender lips against mine,
To stare deeply and lovingly into her eyes.
I want to hold her hand while taking a walk through the park,
Hold her close up against me in the cold winter rain,
To kiss her so passionately, that she would forget everything around her,
Hoping that her fears will be chased away and drowned in the love that me and her share.
Watching her run around, as gracefully as an angel,
I thought to myself, she is so beautiful,
She's the angel that broke her wings, and fell from the sky,
Into my arms, where she will be able to call home forever.
This feeling is incredible…
The trepidation in my heart is staggering,
It almost feels like exploding,
……Love hurts…but only because I love her so much it hurts me inside.
Am IAm I invisible?Am I3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because you ignore me,
Am I that shadow on the ground?
Because you're walking over me.
Am I camouflaged?
Because you deliberately turn your back on me,
Am I alive?
Because you act as though I don't exist.
Am I dead?
Because you look at me as though I'm a spirit,
Am I just a colour?
Because you judge me as though I am.
Am I unwanted?
Because you make me feel that way.
Am I just a fish in the sea?
Because you caught me, but then you let go.
The colour of my skin doesn't defy the person inside,
Whether I'm Brown, Black, Yellow or White;
The words you use to hurt me,
Cannot take away my pride.
Never Give up.Never Give up.Never Give up.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Don't let your doubts make you give up.
God's Love for you is so Great!
Don't lie and say he hates!
God took upon himself every sin you've ever done, you're doing now, and ever will do! He gave his all for you!
Now multiply that by the countless people God has ever created and ever will create! It's too much to Fathom.
He gave his all for you!
His Love for you is like: if you were his only creation.
He hates the sins you do, but he Loves you!
Don't sit there denying this, but accept his offer for Salvation.
His will is for you to be saved, but you have to do your part before he works in you.
God is Faithful.
God is Able!
What are you waiting for?
Give your Life to Jesus today, or throw away the only chance you'll ever get to be saved by an all powerful, Loving, Compassionate, Caring God!
God bless you in the name of Jesus Christ!
Whosoever calls on his name will be saved
Love, the strongest drugLove, the strongest drug6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The first dose makes you happy
The second holds you tight
The next dose keeps you smiling
In the middle of the night
Then comes the perfection
Then love will unfold
then comes, the reflection
Of all good in your world
But the next dose keeps you longing
And the next ones takes its hold
Then comes, the possession
Then comes, the control
Did you realize you've gone to far?
the next dose starts the fighting
the next one brings the pain
the next dose makes you feel
like you're all alone, again
Have you gotten, to the regretting?
Did you take all, that you could
Is it almost, time to quit him?
Some alone time may be good.
But don't realize? you're addicted?
Its poisons lay instead
And even, when you've left him
There's no place you can hide
Its withdraws, cut your body
its poisons, take your mind
you'll be looking for your next dose
And ill be looking, too, for mine.
No EscapeThere is no escape from yourselfNo Escape2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crossing a river you return the same
There is no alternative reality
Where you could exist
There is only now and here
And all else is a neural construct
There is no running away
Lost you could not loose yourself
And there is no mindlessness
As no mind could comprehend it
There is only natural movement
In a mind that is untouched
In a body that is liquid
Undefined by its shape
Unconstrained and wide open
StrongI have to smile.Strong2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to scream.
I have to be in denial,
Cuz If i'm not,
I have to be strong,
For everybody else.
When I'm weak,
Everybody else will lose me.
They can be weak.
Cuz I will stay strong.
They don't need to be.
I want them to stay happy.
I want them to stay safe.
I want to protect them from the world,
With all of my strength.
But I don't want to always be strong,
So I lean into the music,
The other worlds,
Where others are strong for me.
Where I can cry,
Be free from the pent-up wounds
Where I can dream of anybody,
And they'll be strong.
I hate being strong.
Sometimes its overwhelming
When I wake up in the morning,
But I have to be strong for them.
But I have to be strong for myself.
Because sometimes, they're weak.
So I'm the only one
I can count on to be strong.
If I Told You I Was A LesbianMommy,If I Told You I Was A Lesbian5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dont know how to tell you.
I dont like to keep secrets,
But Im so afraid of your reaction.
Would you hate me
If I said there was someone I liked?
And that it wasnt a boy?
Would I still be your baby-girl,
Your pride and joy,
If I told you,
I was a lesbian?
Would you be angry with me,
Or at me,
If I thought another girl was attractive?
Would you scream,
Would you yell?
Would you still have your dreams,
Of watching me grow.
Or giving me away,
In a flowing gown of white,
If I told you,
I was a lesbian?
All my life,
I wanted to make you both so proud,
Make you both smile,
Make you see how great I could be.
But can a lifetime of work be undone,
By three simple words,
Which are not so simple?
I would rather have you be angry,
Than be disappointed in me.
I cannot help the way that I am,
The way I feel,
But I know its the way Im supposed to be.
Would I still be your daughter,
If I said Im
I ChangedTrying to cover the tears, trying not to show my fears.I Changed9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do I keep it all inside? My pain getting harder to hide.
I used to be cheery, it used to be real.
But now it's different, and they're making some big deal.
Saying "Why are you so sad?" and "You look depressed."
Can't you just leave me alone, let it rest?
So maybe I've changed...what's that got to do with you?
Just because I've changed? Well maybe you have too.
MemoriesMemories last forever.Memories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every single kind.
The good, the bad, all of them.
Even if you think they have been forgotten.
But it's still there.
Just buried in the depth of your mind.
They can not be truly forgotten.
So look for them.
Activate them and re-watch those days.
Even if it is sad.
Go through those emotions and look ahead.
Remember the marks they left on you and move forward.
Unless you're Donna Noble.
Alone and UnseenAlone and Unseen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chill in the breeze,
The frost on the ground,
Crisp on a moonlit night.
A young boy's figure
Glides through the streets,
His breath a clouded fog.
Eyes like crystals,
Hair like snow,
He walks with staff in hand.
Alone in the world,
Unseen by all,
He strides like a ghost through the town.
Young children seen
Through a window pane,
Bask in the glow of the hearth.
Unseen goes the boy
Who stares unnoticed and lost
At the joy before his eyes.
A tentative move,
A soft hand to the glass,
Which freezes beneath his touch.
He turns away,
To the dark of the night
And raises his head to the sky.
A tear flows unseen,
Silent and soft,
To be dashed on the frozen earth.
Calling winds forth,
Around him to swirl,
His feet lift off from the ground.
Invisible and alone,
He flies higher until
He melds with the sky and the stars.
"I want to be seen
And I want to be heard."
Only one hears this desperate boy's cry.
The Man in the Moon
Stares down on the scene,
At the lost and forgotten child.
Mother of a Teenage LesbianNo mom.Mother of a Teenage Lesbian4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I haven't slept with her.
I'm sure of it.
I know who I am.
This isn't just a phase.
She means more to me than anyone.
I'm sure boys don't do it for me.
This isn't for attention.
Can you just listen for a second?
How is this your fault? It's not anyone's fault.
Why is this such a big issue?
You know I love you. How could you say that?
She's a really nice girl, you should meet her.
I know dad's not around, that's not the reason.
Could you just shut up for a second!
Why is it now, you take an interest in my life?
Well you never asked!
It doesn't make me any different!
How can you even say that?
I'm not a freak!
I'm not an attention whore!
I'm not a faggot!
I love her.
A Lesbian's PrayerToday I've been sad and hurtA Lesbian's Prayer8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by those around me.
I've seen the way people can act.
And it's truely astounding.
Last week I met a mormon
He looked like a nice guy
But he gave me a nasty look
Just because I was with my sweety-pie
"Hey You! You Dyke!"
"Hey! That's not right!"
He threw a rock at me.
It hit me in my head
My girlfriend thought that I was dead
God! How could you let this be?
Lord, please save me from your followers
Please stay their hateful hands.
Lord, please protect the others
who identify as lesbian.
Yesterday I met a baptist
He said his name was Wade
He said he was concerned for me
He said my soul needed to be saved.
I don't understand how there could be so many in one nation
Since he called me an abomination!
On Monday I met a couple Jews
lost in the gay-borhood
They seemed inocent in all their veiws
and I though "Oh-no this isn't good"
They were attracted by a rainbow flag
and went into a book store.
When we left I had a new understaning
WordsAlone.Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All words you have been called,
words that 'reflect' who you are.
Words you have grown used to,
words you can hear with only a sinking feeling.
It was worse.
There were tears,
believed "i'm fine's"
But thats all in the past.
you moved on.
because I was by your side the entire time.
No matter what you did,
not speak to anyone but me,
I never judged you.
I helped you,
tried to make you forget those jerks.
It worked, too.
Look at you now.
Those are words that reflect you now.
Words that always have.
Strong.- The endIntergral.Strong.- The end2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Instantly insomniating the irate.
Inebriety immediatly inspires.
Were it not I who gave my kingdom,
To take up this lonely post?
To give away my treasured charm,
To aid those who need it most?
No, it couldn't be,
I'm much too selfish and you're too free,
To take what you want and leave me be,
In shattered pieces,
Well I hope you find peace,
Broken soldier won't stand for you,
One minor let down,
And then we're through?
I've known how you are,
and I've seen how you've been.
I had just thought I could still call you "friend"
But here we are now, we stare at the end,
After a drunken walk home,
And I still can't stand.
My knuckles are bruised,
And I'm just too tired.
To deal with you now,
Go home, you're fired.
I want nothing to do with your 4am nights,
I was never a thought, to try to make it all right,
After so many years, I can finally see,
You were in it for you,
And never for me.
So I'll pick up the pieces, you left on the floor.
And I'll put on my hat, and
Don't ForgetChildren screamingDon't Forget2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How, I ask,
Is such a thing done?
And all before lunch.
18 were children,
Children so small.
Please tell me how does humanity
So deeply fall?
No one was left
Unharmed that day.
They heard their friends dying
Over the PA.
Children so innocent
I don't understand
How he could steal that away
He was monster, not man.
Yet I weep for him too.
I guess that's just me.
I'd never wish Hell
On my worst enemy.
But seriously, CHILDREN?!
How dare that cruel beast!
Lord, God Almighty,
Bring those poor families peace.
I think of the presents
That'll never be unwrapped.
11 days before Christmas,
27 families have gaps.
I think of the parents
Who kissed their children goodbye
Then sent them to school
Not knowing it was the last time.
I think of each tragedy
That's happened before.
People tire of hearing it
And soon start to ignore.
But to the people affected,
The damage is fresh.
They're all that's spok
Untitled Novel SnippetThe house was quiet when I went back inside. I went to the ballroom, and a servant was scrubbing the floor clean of Clara's blood. We'd be getting married on that very spot the next day.Untitled Novel Snippet3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where is he?" I snapped, and it came out in a monstrous growl. The servant looked up at me. She had been crying.
"He went to his office," She quivered under my glare. I softened.
"Thank you," I said. I noticed she was still crying. "Did you know Clara?"
"She was the only one who was nice to me," She said quietly.
"Yeah," I said. "Me too."
"I want him to pay," She whispered.
"He will," I said. "Promise."
She smiled sadly, but continued to scrub the blood. I left the ballroom, and when I shut the door, I was filled with a renewed sense of vengeance. Elias was killing innocent people. He was ruining the lives of those around him. What I knew of the shapeshifters was that they were hard to kill. He had to be filled with a lot of hatred to be able to kill one. The one thing I couldn't understand was why it
I'm sorryI knew a boy.I'm sorry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He cried himself to sleep every night,
and the rings around his eyes didn’t
match his soft-spoken words,
and Shame tailed him like a shadow;
his closest and only friend.
I knew a boy.
He scribbled jagged promises
on the inside of his arms
the backs of his knees
so he wouldn’t forget,
wouldn’t get too close.
I knew a boy.
But not anymore.
SmileShowing everyone that you're okaySmile1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe not now, but someday
In time wounds heal, scars may remain
Laugh a little
Eventually it will be effortless
Upward you climb
Never lose sight
Till you reach the top
If you never stop
Life will soon be better
In the end, you'll be fine
Try to hold your head up and smile
Soon you will feel better
Remember the things that made you smile
Even laugh sometimes
A heavy heart just drags you down
Life will look nicer if we all learn to smile