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
RainRain trickles down my window paneRain2 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
RumorsStoried rumors fill our mindsRumors3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And taint our lives from time to time
I told myself I won't believe
But the pain and lies just won't relieve
They broke my integrity and smashed my morals,
Then found delight in provoking these quarrels
I still don't know if any of it is true,
Why is it that no one believes you?
It's a strange idea, and I don't know why
Someone would purposely spread such lies
That seize everyone's truth and compassion,
And make fervent torment the only reaction
To trash, burn and sever all ties
As they hate, reject, and ostracize
And though I may fall victim to the lies
You won't find judgment in my eyes.
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
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.
I Love YouI Love YouI Love You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Means that I adore you for the person you are and would never even dream of trying to change you.
That I accept you for the person you are even if society doesn't,
That I will carry on with what we know is right, even if apparently it wasn't
That I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times,
Being the one to uplift you when you're feeling down, in a bad mood, or when nothing rhymes.
Spending all of my time with you, even far past the point that it is uncomfortable, and
That every second away from you is agonizingly lonely and regretful.
I Love You
I know your deepest secrets and do not, and will not, judge you for them at any time, and
I know that you do not judge me for mine.
It means that I care enough to fight for what we have
And that I cherish you enough not to let go.
Love means an actual emotion, not just a word
The feeling is mutual, and this must be heard.
The ShadowA messenger, a God of DeathThe Shadow2 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...
ScarsYou see the scars across his face.Scars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A knife pulled across his cheek.
You see the scars all over her body.
Flames raged, her body ablaze.
You see the scars on his arm.
Where he slid over the tarmac.
You see the scars which are her knees.
With which she fell upon the floor.
You see the scars over his eye.
The knife took it away.
You see the scars on her legs.
Which she has cut so many times.
You don't see the scars in their minds.
Of all the words they heard.
Void HaikuA void in my heartVoid Haiku2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel so empty, so dead
Make me feel alive
Far awayYou want to leave,Far away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You want to break,
You want to escape-
Escape the lies and the liars,
The pain and the haters.
I am not strong,
I can not fight anymore.
Just leave me alone.
But you're the only one
Who can get me out.
You'll know who I am
Because I'm not sure-
-and I believe in you.
Let me sink into your arms...
I can only think about how tired I am;
Fall asleep and never wake up.
Because happy exists only in my dreams.
All the pain goes away when I'm not looking,
when I'm on the other side.
Now come closer, sleep with me-
-make the nightmares go away.
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
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.)
Restless Ghosts and Sleeping LanternsHush my child, don't you fearRestless Ghosts and Sleeping Lanterns2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The monster's arms will comfort, dear
Lie inside the warm embrace
And dry the tears that track your face
Listen closely to the breeze
That whispers words between the trees
In the dark they'll gently comb
And call you swiftly, safely, home
Smile, darling, shut your eyes
And hear the witches' happy cries
Feel the kindness of their light
The fire licks the coming night
When you're shivering to the bone
Remember, sweet, you're not alone
In the cracks that cross the ground
The beast will keep you safe and sound
Shh my love, no need to weep
I'll sing to you until you sleep
Nothing's scary as it seems
Hold onto that within your dreams
Don't you worry, where you stand
I'll always be, to hold your hand
Terror loses sharpened teeth
Around my bed, six feet beneath
See the stars that shine above
And know that they'll protect you, love
All is brightened by their spark
There is no need to fear the dark
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
OneOne more joke.One2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thats all it took.
Its just not enough anymore.
One phone call.
That could've saved me.
But nobody cared.
I've already had 16.
One more pill should do it.
Thats all I need.
One person cried
That was just me.
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.
Autumn WindsThe wind is dancing.Autumn Winds2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The grass continues to grow.
So please wipe your tears.
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
StillSeems like searing silenceStill2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Burns like screaming violence...
Is this relief
I find in grief?
The old days drifting through my head
And I should really go to bed
But I'm not with you....
Oh, there was nothing I could do
So I've been sitting here alone,
There's not a single thing I own
Yet if I try to change,
...I know I'll fade...
And I know these thoughts are broken,
And my heart is cracked wide open
You might reach inside...
...To see what you find...
But I am still empty,
All false promises of plenty
But what did you say...?
'There was no other way...'
Yes, I know I hide
Because...A part of me has died
There is no way to recover
So I just have to suffer...
I Would(n't)If I could kill you I wouldn’t,I Would(n't)2 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.
First ImpressionsI remember the first time I met herFirst Impressions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a tower of books tucked under her chin
glasses sliding down her nose
that she wiggled like a hare's
I helped her carry the tower
to her brother's truck
him ever so persistent to return home
and her just happy to escape into literature
she slumped into the seat
the tower resting at her bare toes
she stuck out her hand
and told me her name
and laughed at the common of it
she would be a freshman after summer
same as me
her brother still urgent
had the engine roar to life
and drive away
her hand waving at me
with a broad smile bubbling over
that danced for me
and all I could think was
Love at first sight is real.
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.
AlsklingI was dressed entirely In black,Alskling2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and you...In yourself,
Perfect...I never knew such a thing...
And there you was, staring right at me.
Your eyes always told me what you couldn't say,
That you were mine and wished you could stay,
Your lips taught me everything,
But how to live without you.
And every night I dream of you,
You approach me and say what you couldn't,
Your lips touch mine,
Making me yours.
And I wake up, dressed In darkness,
Think of you dressed in yourself,
A beauty so true,
Not one has compared to you.
Every night I dream of you,
I tell you what I couldn't,
I adore you,I want you to stay,
To be able to hold you and take you away.
And I wake up, dressed In darkness,
Think of you dressed In yourself,
A beauty so true,
Not one has compared to you.
And every night I dream of you,
Wake up In depression from the lack of you,
And wonder If I had said,what I never said,
That I wanted you too.
And maybe If I had said...what I never said...
Would there be beauty In my arms when I wa