Demonic Books - A Short StoryHave you ever picked up a book at a bookstore or a library seemingly by accident? The cover wasn't really interesting, the title seemed vague and maybe you weren't even looking for this type of book. Yet once you read the summary at the back, opened it up and read the first half a page you felt the need to read it. What if I told you it is not an accident? That maybe you weren't searching for the book, but it was searching for you.Demonic Books - A Short Story9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sit down that same evening eager to jump into the action. Perhaps you only want to read the first chapter or two. But then somewhow it's two in the morning and you read almost half of the book. It's not long before you read the last few sentences and let it sink in that... that's it. You're done. You loved the story, but you are sad that it's finished. Maybe it only lasts an hour, maybe a few days. You think of it as a sort of "book hangover", you need to get over the fact the adventure is over.
What you probably don't know is the true reason for this em
Mother Murder, I love you.Mother Murder, Mother Murder, how is the RedRum?Mother Murder, I love you.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, when will you come?
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, daddy has been bad.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, that makes me sad.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, what are those screams I hear?
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, is that a tear?
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, mommy told a lie.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, that made me cry.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, why do I smell Rust?
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, it's you I trust.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, I'm glad you stayed this long.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, do you like my song?
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, I love you.
Mother Murder, Mother Murder, I hope you love me too.
What has happened to me?My sight has gone, there's nothing left,What has happened to me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't move on, I wont forget.
The pain I had, can't be explained,
I just wanted someone to help me through this pain.
There was a few people, but not enough,
For me my life just gets more tough.
The things they say affect me too deep,
But nothing's more hurtful then words from a creep.
The only thing to believe in is the lie,
And still I can't wait until the moment I cry.
Once I'm up and ready to recover,
There's always something worse I'm meant to discover.
Sometimes I try to cope with the disasters,
But nothing can get me happiness faster.
I try to hold on, I try to be strong,
But how can I when I know something else is going to be wrong.
PerfectHer heart is ruled by sadnessPerfect2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yet she wears a smile
She seems perfect to everyone
But no one knows how broken she is inside
She hides her true self from the world
But the darkness can only hide her for so long
Soon light will come, and reveal her to the world
And reveal her to her fears.
The rain will come, and wash away her tears
And she will lie all over again.
For all she does is lie.
No one knows the pain she has inside.
Yet to everyone she seems perfect
The Sweetest of All FlowersThe Sweetest of All Flowers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are exactly like a flower.
Like a morning glory.
Filled with beautiful fragrance,
With a beauty that fades in the sun,
Glows in the rain,
Opens in the darkness,
Gives a sweet fragrance
For those who stop
Long enough to listen, to hear, to see.
You are the sweetest of all flowers.
Radiant with splashes of purple and white
Purple representing your trustworthiness;
White for the simple purity of your heart
You are streaked with both.
Your nectar is intoxicatingly sweet
...And you spare so little of it.
Why? O flower, are you afraid to wither?
Afraid the rains will beat you down?
Afraid the sun will murder you with its rays?
Afraid the winds will sweep you away?
O sweet flower, precious morning glory
Most beautiful and simple of all flowers
Do not fear to live a short life.
Do not fear death by the sun,
Death by the rain, or death by the wind.
Majestic glory, I beg of you...
Let your fragrance be its own.
Do not copy the wild scent of the rose;
Nor of the joyous sunflower;
Of the daisy
ScaredI'm scared.Scared3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is never as easy as it seems.
And that scares me.
I'm so full of questions.
I feel like I will explode.
Cease to exist.
Ashes sprinkled in the wind.
Or maybe I'll become nothing.
Another lifeless face in the crowd.
Going through the motions.
Not realizing the time.
Swept away with the current.
Smashed on the rocks.
But not dying.
It just isn't fair.
How does anyone pull through.
My optimism is being wasted.
My dreams are blowing away.
Tossed away with the leaves.
Placed on back burner.
It isn't right.
Life shouldn't be this unfair.
Sacrificing just to survive.
Where is the joy.
But if it will help.
I'll give up.
But if it helps.
I'll do it.
Just stop fighting.
Don't leave me.
I'll be good.
I'll work hard.
I'll throw away my aspirations.
I'll harden to survive.
Bite the bullet.
Become cut throat.
Struggle to be victorious.
In an uncaring world.
CursedUseless- That's all I amCursed5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breaking, Hurting- It's all I do
I don't try- I NEVER DO
I want to help
BUT NEVER CAN
It is my cure, one i cannot break
Leaving Suffering, Torture, and who knows?
Maybe one day Death in my wake
Sheshe came in like rainShe6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and left like a whisper
her words were in cursive
each line smoothed out
and thick with black smoke
she was pink
but pretended to be the rainbow
I'm so sorry I’m so sorry. That probably doesn't mean much, but I just need to say it. Please keep reading. This is something that I need you to know before I leave. If I had known then what I know now, this never would have happened. You have every right to hate me for what I've done. Hell, I hate myself for the stupid things I did.I'm so sorry7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Although my self hatred is what started all this and what keeps this nightmare from ending. All the pain that I caused you; I wish I would have known. No man should have to watch his true love speak at his funeral, or hear her cry, and certainly, no man should hear her confess her love to him over his corpse.
I’m so sorry. I know that I had a nasty habit of trying too hard (which you were quick to point out), but I tried so hard because, I have never loved someone as I love you. My response to a challenge has always been to try harder, to push, to shape the world to suit my needs. In my arrogance I foolishly believed that you were just another c
I guess she was wrongShe really thought you were different.I guess she was wrong9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the back of her mind, she knew to be careful from previous experiences but something about you made her leave her guard down. Something about you made her knock her own walls down. She thought you were the one to change her views on guys. She put total trust in you. All those nights talking on the phone. All those webcam dates. All those thousands of texts to talk to eachother for all the times a phone call wasn't possible. The conversations exchanged between you two and all the things you've told her. How is it possible for you to just leave her without a second thought about how she'd react? Do you not feel any guilt? How doesn't the fact that you're the reason for her smile dissapearing not keep you up at night, making you think about what you've done? Or are you too busy talking on the phone with the girl you left her for...?
Fantasy of MineFantasy of mine,Fantasy of Mine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh fantasy of mine,
Why can't you be real?
The men here are all the same
Either stupid, sport-obsessed, or both
These dumb brutes with their shorts and footballs
Couldn't give a damn about anything else
But athletics and "cute," large-chested girls
You, lanky and intelligent
With forest-colored eyes
A complection like snow
And hair like the flickering flame
Of a candle in the dark
That falls over your ears and eyes
Down to the nape of your neck,
An elaborate crown of fire on your head
Your pale arms adorned
With ink of every possible color
Roses and crosses and skulls and much more
Each picture a story to tell
You wrap me in ink
Everytime you hold me,
Protecting me with
The stories on your body
We met in the cemetery
I held tight to the hands of a marble angel
Mourning the children that lay beneath the flowers
Hoping my new stone friend would carry them home
Somewhere safe were they can belong
When you stepped out of the trees
You saw me standing there
I Believe in ArtArt is EverywhereI Believe in Art1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
I believe in art of any type. From music to literature, baking to painting – art could be anything. Art is all about creativity and passion. It’s basically a way of expressing oneself, and so I believe that art is a very important part of the world, and life.
I’ve always had a passion for visual art. As I grew, I discovered more about my love for art, and now I am aware of how much it is used. When I was little, I thought art was just about painting, but when I was bored, I always figured out new ways of letting out my creativity. I drew in the sand at the beach, wrote stories, made sculptures with pipe cleaners, did origami, created necklaces – you name it. Not only did I experience creating different types of art, myself, I enjoyed other peoples’ art, as well. I observed the talents of these people, and the beauty in their work. For example, when I went to see professional Christmas lights, one year, I found them very alluring. Then,
Shooting Star -A Haiku願い へ のーShooting Star -A Haiku4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
遥か な 宇宙、
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This review is going to be a little different from my usual fare. Not only am I reviewing an OVA series, but I'm reviewing an OVA series that has only released four fourteen-minute long episodes with more to come in the future and it's based on two series that I only have seen one series' movie of and passing knowledge of the other.
Also, it's a gag series.
The absolute bane of critics everywhere. Comedy such a subjective genre that it is nigh impossible to judge it objectively. But here we are. As such, I'm going to only be judging this series on its merits of animation, characters, and charm factor. Plot and acting (especially since it's only in Japanese) is negligible. Not tha
Sega vs Capcom: GumGum: (Colleen O'Shaughnessey/Kazuko Sugiyama)Sega vs Capcom: Gum3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hey, *partner name*. Guys like you can't go tripping through the streets until you learn the basics. Just follow my moves.
All right, now its time to get serious. There's no way the next one will be able to keep up with me.
Not too shabby, but moves like that won't mean a thing out on the streets with me.
(vs Sonic) You just don't got the moves to keep up with me. Guess you're slower than I thought.
(vs Knuckles) I thought you were supposed to be as quick as the blue guy. You're a thousand times slower.
(vs Amy) You want to know how to keep up with someone? You have to have the right tricks to go flying across the street first.
(vs Akira) You can barely get off the ground. You traditional fighters just don't know how to get some air.
(vs Sarah) I thought you'd have some nice moves, but you just came up short against me.
(vs Jacky) Those are some awesome leg moves. Just get some skates on and we'll see what you can do.
(vs Nights) Once I rea
Maybe I'm a FoolI'll shoot the bird out of the sky,Maybe I'm a Fool5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll slay the dragon you fear.
The temptation is right in front of you
I beg you not to give in.
I would pluck out all of my lashes,
Break all of my insides for you to see.
I would pick roses from the deepest bush,
The center of a maze of thorns.
Which would result in a bloody death,
But all will be fine if you see me.
As long as you look for me I'll do it all.
A cat has nine lives, so does my heart.
You can break me all you want.
I'll be krazy glue, cement dried onto your hand.
I'll be your gauntlets and chain mail.
Your helmet, sword, and lock.
I'll keep the key in my heart.
You have my key in your heart.
The soles of my feet are in pain,
All the times I walked on glass, repeatedly.
The pieces are still stuck,
They're in my spine and my heart.
I can't shake you.
It just seems that I'm a camel.
Parched beneath the desert sun,
You tease me with water.
It's like I'm hanging from the edge of a cliff.
And you just remove one finger at a time.
5 scencesWhat do I see,5 scences10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is beyond me:
A yellow jacket
Or, a bumble bee?
What do I hear,
Is very clear:
A soft melody,
Is quite near.
What do I taste,
This sticky paste:
What do I feel,
Is an electric eel:
This surprised shock,
What an ordeal.
What do I smell,
That's really swell:
In this hell.
No PantsI can't walk around with no pantsNo Pants10 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You won't let me
Outer ScienceYou may presume your ultimate goal nowOuter Science2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But you’ll never understand others pain
Life is like a merry go round for you
‘Can you feel this beat?’
“Go take a chance what’s the worst that could happen?”
Your words spoke with clear certainty
Forgetting the worlds surrounding you, not just your own
‘Hey, do you understand the pain deep inside my throat?
Can you bear to live, while others die on your watch?’
There’s an error amongst our world
No one’s able to see the goal,
He’s living amongst the depths of our lives
Hidden out in the open,
He smiles as we weep
Why do you insist he isn’t real?
He’s there smiling as we fall
As we run for our lives, suffering just fine
He’s out there watching, smiling, laughing at all us
Days passing by like there are no worries
The pain in my throat remains the same
Unable to speak of the dangers,
‘Is this a curse?’
“You shouldn’t worry life is quite peace
This Isn't WorkingThis Isn't Working2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and innocent promises
Never listen to
Oh so much more difficult to do rather than just say
was a brick thrown over my wall
was the feeling of my wall crashing down
Jagged thoughts pierce the paper
For I am no poet, and can hardly stagger to the end
but let me release my thoughts; let me explain
First week, I'd made
I thought it wasn't so bad
and the same as the three weeks after
But the fourth, the day before
I'm supposed to celebrate
Comes with a knife that punches through thin skin (and I realize I wasn't so strong after all)
My body is bloated
Skin returning to the way
that made me first purge
Out of millions of things
that should, could grab at me
remote distraction, I worry on this
I sit on cold floor, tiles under my fingers
Knees flush to my breast as I stare
at a white bowl, my friend when I had had too much
Why did I ever start?
Why did I ever stop?
I'm more unhappy now then I've ever been before
I. T. M. O. I. H. Chapter 2I. T. M. O. I. H. Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
December 19, 2011
I have been avoiding you Journal. I'm sorry but I need you as of right now. Forgive me?
Mom and dad have been fighting all week. They try and keep it quiet , but i see through there fake smiles and kisses. There fights have been getting loud and violent.
Lately dad has been coming home less and mother has been drinking more. Leaving me to take care of her and my younger sister. (Whom is still a baby)
Could this possibly mean they are braking up for good? I sure hope not, because to everyone else, we are the family everyone looks up too. I want it to stay like that. Forever.
This whole week i have been super stressed and drained out of over powered energy so I took the ability to explain my troubles to my best friend Holly, whom listened and then suggested that I take an new look into something that will make me feel better.
At this point i would do almost anything, and agreed to meet her in the bathroom 5th period, before lunch.
Holly was ne
The story about Bear and Bunny part 1The story about Bear and Bunny part 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time, there was a big fuzzy bear (we shall name him Bear). Bear was lonely, but he didn't prefer company anyway.
Yes, the only thing that mattered to Bear was gaining respect from all the other forest animals. He was by side, not interrupting the peaceful forest harmony, eating berries.
Bear was just wandering around the forest one warm autumn day when he suddenly spotted...honey!
He followed the juicy scent to the nearby tree where it was hidden. Bear loved honey very much, but he had to make sure he wasn't stealing it from someone. He looked left and right, up and down, but didn't see anyone who might complain. Oh, was that honey delicious or what! Bear has put a big smile on his face and fell asleep in the shade.
Now a bunny (we shall call him Bunny) was actually watching all that from a bush across the lil' forest path.
Bunny was in general very cute and cuddly.
With those floppy ears, that mesmerizing face and, oh, that little fluffy tail, he could win anybody's
Gummi Bear's StoryGummi Bear's Story1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
When Gummi was young, she was short and small
Outside of her cave she was not allowed to go
She dreamt of the woods beyond her home
She wanted to see where the river does flow
She took one step out, against the rule and to everyone she was new
She met some of her kind and some that were not
Some big and grey
Some small and green.
Some way up high, spotty and yellow
Some furry and brown, hiding in the trees;
Running up and down, doing as they please
Her favourite kind, so gentle and sweet;
Was her friend whom now we'll meet
Dark brown in colour was his soft fuzzy hair
He was a rabbit often mistaken for a hare
Eating carrots was his habit
Indeed, he did not share!
Now in present time, they meet outside her cave,
Which you could say was once a day
He shared those carrots he did crave;
As they watched the stars, under the tree they lay
What they did not see beyond those trees;
Were two eyes of a mother who wasn't very pleased.
She called her husband, the most frightening bear among all;