Like Crazy: Jack FrostxReader"GAAAAAH! I effin' hate the snow!" you whined to no one in particular, throwing another shovelful of of the aforementioned frozen liquid behind you. "It has to be the worst part of this stupid season!"Like Crazy: Jack FrostxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Awww come on, _____." a voice said, startling you. You turned around to see your friend and love interest (who said that?!) Jack... You know, you never could remember his last name. Did he even tell you? You felt kind of stupid, thinking about it...
"Hello? ______? Are you still there?"
You shook your head. "Y-yeah." you said, looking him all over. You noticed once again he wasn't wearing shoes.
"Honestly, Jack. One of these days you're gonna get nasty frostbite."
He chuckled. "Somehow, I seriously doubt that."
You only rolled your eyes, trying to ignore that gorgeous smile you swore you were immune to before getting back to work.
"Hey, you don't really mean that, do you?"
"Hm? Mean what, Jack?"
"What you said about the snow."
"Well... Yeah. To be honest, winter's my least favorite seas
Wonderful Insanity [Jack Frost X Reader One-shot]Wonderful Insanity [Jack Frost X Reader One-shot]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Important stuff to be known:
[f/e/c] = favorite eye color, [f/n] = friend's name, [f/b/n] = favorite boy name
Alrighty, I think that those are the only ones that aren't normally in reader inserts, but if I missed any… I think you guys are smart enough to figure 'em out (either use context clues, or you can ask me in the comments and I'll be happy to answer ^.^ )
Your [e/c] eyes widen in shock as the kind and gentle voice that you've come to love so much hisses at you, "Get out. How many times do I have to tell you that we're through? Just go!" Those [f/e/c] eyes that usually hold such love, now show no emotion. Well, fine then. If that's how he's going to play, then so be it. You force yourself to narrow your eyes at him, and growl the harshest words you can think of, though you don't really want to.
"I wish that you had never fallen in love with me." Now it's his turn to be hurt. You had both been mad
UndyingUndying:Undying2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How many days do you spend now, putting me down?
The coffin call for a dead man waiting around
"He's just an underground laughing stock, never to rise"
But on the seventh day I'm coming back; these are my ties!
The kind of promise that you made with the devil inside
You try to take away my soul, but I take it in stride
I ain't a doll that is crushed by the weight of his pride
I am the real and the raw of the things you denied!
You're playing snake games, selling oil, pass it off strong
You're just a pot head, weed dead, smoking your bong.
You try to look away, play and hide; apathy's best
But I'm the kind of bad boy you don't put to the test!
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th February 2013
asdfghjkli'd write you a songasdfghjkl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or something or anything
you wanted if i had the words
I Need You.What if I need you to stop me?I Need You.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if I need you to stop me making myself sick for the fifth time today?
What if I need you to stop me running that razor across my wrist tonight?
But I've got to not need you anymore...
Where are you?
Where are you when I swallow all those pills?
Where are you when I run out of a classroom bursting into tears?
But you're not here for me anymore...
Who can I talk to?
Who can I talk to when I don't want to eat for four days?
Who can I talk to when I can't take things anymore?
But you don't really care anymore....
Who can give me that support?
Who's going to tell me it's okay to be scared?
Who's going to give me that hug when I'm shaking?
But not you, because my problems aren't your responsibility anymore...
But now I am alone.
And I can't feel this way.... Not anymore.
Simon Says (Sugarless Gum)Simon SaysSimon Says (Sugarless Gum)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You have made it a habit to follow them around. At first, your object was to find a good time to whisk you lovely princess away with you, so you can spend the rest of your life brushing her hair and feeding her grapes. You are unsure if candy people can eat grapessome of her subjects are topped with fruit. Would it be like eating a penguin for you?
Gunther does not take it well when you lick up his face to see how that would go. He flails his flippers in your face and pecks at your neck through your beard until you release him. Well, he tastes like dust and fish anyway, the naughty boy. Maybe you ought to bathe him more often.
Finn and Jake are your biggest obstacles. That kid is always bouncing around Bubblegum like some annoying little bear-fly-kid. For a little squirt, he's proven to be a real princess blocker. He has to realize that she isn't interested, but even after he gets a new fiery lady friend he continues to orbit t
The ShadowA messenger, a God of DeathThe Shadow3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Watching your every step
Following your trail
Holding your fate
Clutching your soul
In his cold, dead hands...
I Would(n't)If I could kill you I wouldn’t,I Would(n't)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because the absence of you,
Would kill me too;
Kill me twice as dead as I am.
If I could run away I wouldn’t,
Because I’d be out all alone,
My heart on loan;
I’d go insane thinking of you.
If I could tell you I wouldn’t,
Because it just can’t ever be,
That you’d like me;
Zombies just don’t get love.
If I could make you mine I wouldn’t,
Because I’m just your friend,
Here to the end;
This agony keeping me alive.
If I could make you happy I would,
Because I love your true smile,
Makes living worthwhile;
The thought that it could maybe be for me.
Autumn WindsThe wind is dancing.Autumn Winds3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The grass continues to grow.
So please wipe your tears.
Temptations and DesiresWhat do you want?Temptations and Desires2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
...What do I want?
I want to love you.
I want to love you
like you say you love me.
I want to please you,
as I am a people pleaser.
How could I possibly say no?
You're here in front of me,
hurting with your life.
I don't know who I am -
God knows who I am.
If only he could reign His truth
upon my soul.
If only, then I could tell you
what I truly want.
(...It isn't you.)
Void HaikuA void in my heartVoid Haiku3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel so empty, so dead
Make me feel alive
The Night Of Silence.Loud music blaring, older children scaring.The Night Of Silence.3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It is the night of all Hallow's eve, when we believe the lies we weave.
Parties continue well into the night, but it is different tonight.
At midnight, there's a sudden hush, and shadow snuffs out the light.
The dark is rising, just another lost warning.
Demons blend in, walking side by side with masked human.
All Hallow's has come, but no one knows to run.
The dark is rising, just a forgotten warning.
The dark snuffs out the light, and shall wreak havoc tonight.
All Hallow's has come, and no one remembers to run.
The dark is rising, and the precious light is falling.
All Hallow's has come, and the massacre, has begun.
The Connecticut Massacre.The Connecticut Massacre.The Connecticut Massacre.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He was described as quiet, shy and socially awkward.
He was not the type to be loud, abrasive and forward.
He was highly intelligent and kept his thoughts to himself.
He didn't posses the tools to communicate with anyone else.
Whenever he spoke, his words felt forced and fake.
Who knew back then how many lives this man could take.
The realisation of his isolation was activated by the school premises.
He was never able to see his peers as friends but only as his nemeses.
But when he was home his alienation became none existent.
He was able to laugh and smile without any form of resistance.
The constant contrast in environments became too much for him to handle.
It was only an amount of time before he enacted some sort of immoral scandal.
After a confrontation at school he marched home to collect his mother's weapons.
His mother caught him in the act and tried to stop him as he reached for the second
Loaded rifle that was originally used as a source of family en
The DescentIn the center of the nightThe Descent3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Hellish demented cries, such pain and plight
Grinding, ripping, scratching, tearing
At my body and mind, though not bearing
But driven to crash and break, no wait...
The cries subside
Only now dyed
In a dark black abyss
Only louder than the sound to miss
But when its flaunted return
Brings me to learn
If, perhaps, I would tire
No regard to admire
Except a newfound fondness for the noise,
But my descent, no choice
Down to a world dark and dreary
To reside, weak and weary
Ah, why my calamity
To be dragged into insanity.
NaPoWriMo: Day 9More respectNaPoWriMo: Day 92 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for hungry lions,
doesn’t want to write this poem.
As she forgets how to use words
(on most days,)
relying on curses
like casting some witch's spell-
with only ten dollars to her name.
The oldest daughter:
she’s still somewhere in the middle,
because they had no other way
to categorize her.
Getting her first gravestone at three-
not to the gods,
but to the lily stargazers
in her palms.
she would become a bird,
& never come back.
She doesn’t want her death
laid out like a fast-food
how does she begin to explain
cultivating in her breastbone?
ListenCan you hear meListen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Listen to my cries
Feel my pain
See your neglect
Understand what you've put me through
Hear me roar
My anger bouncing off the wall
My sadness ringing in
Your deaf ears
Can't you hear me
Do you just not care
Listen to me
Don't walk away
I'm not finished
If only you'd hear me
If only I could make you see
Why won't you listen
Why don't you care
Do you not see the tears
You're the one that's made to care
It's your job
Why can't you just listen
Maybe you can't hear me
I'm just not loud enough
ScarsThey cover my body,Scars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In perfect little lines.
But they remind me everyday,
Of battles won, and fought.
I used to hate them,
Feel sick at the sight of my skin.
But now i have learned to love them,
As the saved me from the greatest sin.
So i'm writing this to you,
To say it DOES get better.
The feeling that you can't go on?
It doesn't last forever.
Violin MasterThe handle of the violin is worn and weathered, the strings are dusty and the auburn polish has been whitened from years of use. It has been sitting in its case since his long ago childhood.Violin Master2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But when he finds it at the back of the closet he doesn't hesitate to take his old friend into his arms, and pluck once at the strings with his lithe fingers. They fit to the grooves of the instrument like puzzle pieces, built to be placed in the hollows between the strings, were his eight year old fingerprints have remained for thirty long and empty years.
The bow is still intact, miraculously. Without question he sets it to the strings, and closes his eyes.
The echo of lush, dark music fills the room. The notes ricocheted off the floor boards and through his ears. The ringing fills his head, louder and louder with every stroke. His fingertips press, and stroke the coarse strings to the desired note. They all build up, growing faster and faster.
He is intoxicated by the music. His throat feels as
RainRain trickles down my window paneRain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crying diamond tears
Walking down the lane
Frozen in time
Like an old photograph
Bright colors, subdued with nostalgia
Kiss the flowers' velvet dresses
A fresh breeze
Swirls around me in a whirlwind of
Hope and love
I inhale the dreams that died
Buried under the hard ground
That the new rain has unearthed
I dance with abandon
Childish laughter bubbles up like a spring
As I vivaciously stomp through a stagnant puddle
Life breathes around me
As I spin and twirl
Smiling as the sun begins to shine on me
Parting through grey clouds
It beams at me with its gorgeous rays
And we say goodbye to the remnants of the vanishing rain
I'm SickAs I sit in darkness I feel its cold breath within me, burning my insides with its icy fire.I'm Sick2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It’s not warm like a flame should be. It’s a contradiction. It’s unnatural. It makes me
nervous. It hurts. I trail shaky fingers over my bruised skin—it wants out again.
Unnatural. But really, what is natural? What is the definition of something one might
consider normal? It most certainly cannot be this beast within me. I cannot decipher now
between it and I. We are one yet we are two. Two that sometimes is one and one that
sometimes is two. One. Two. Two. One.
Rage. It’s always there but now it burns cold in the front of my mind as well as the
back. My subconscious is diseased with inhuman instinct and my consciousness is
becoming sick. It’s a plague.
I’ve opened the doors to famine.
Time Is The CureTime Is The Cure2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time Is The Cure
Right hand of destruction
Left hand of creation
It's a never ending cycle
A fatal revival caught in a downward spiral
I tear down reality’s mask
As I build up a truth to give hope a chance
The veiled darkness decays
The guiding light fades
I let go of an old pain
As new tears wash it away
The sun always rises
The moon always sets
The rain subsides
The storm is put to rest
Clouds confide / Memories detest
Skies collide / Cries confessed
Light shines / Dark regrets
Pain hides / Peace professed
A new day awaits
An old night forgotten
Tomorrow I shall awake
To cradle what remains unbroken
I can't erase my mistakes
But I can't let them define my fate
There's always control
There's always faith to hold
Opposites are locked together
I am the sinner; I am the confessor
With time- comes change
Agony and serenity dawn a n