I do not see you, have you left me behind?
Did something more spectacular enthrall your mind?
It seems that way, for I am not blind, you've left me here to rot and bind.
To lurk in the shadows and be caught in the rains, you've left me to burden all of your pains.
Forgotten I'll be, trapped in the dark, but that's alright for my soul is stark.
HerTake a glance at timeless years behind, you'll see a trembling creature who had lost her mind.Her2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And witness now, the being you see, one born from the shadows and divinity.
One that is stronger, reborn into wrath, all will suffer who stand fierce in her path.
Given to her the blessing of death, she will conjure thunderstorms within a single hairs breadth.
Passing judgement to those in need, in her years of deliverance she will highly succeed.
Ending all with these few simple words, "You were seen, but always unheard."
The DollOn a calm June day, with the morning in sight, a soul was born to cast out the light.The Doll2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This soul was a doll, one born of a gift, with fair skin and eyes that would secretly drift.
Such silken hair draped upon her head, its texture would guide the path of the dead.
Soulless beings at her every command, the doll sent them forth to claim the human's land.
So many she stained, so many she slaughtered, alas they're now plants that must always be watered.
A GardenPorcelain lilies weeping in the pond, how emotionless and fragile their faces are.A Garden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demonic statues paralyzed in the garden, each one fell from above a star.
Tattered leaves scattered across the pathway, cracking and floating away like glass.
In order to enter this magnificent garden, your proof must be displayed from your past.
WeWe walk between empty mirrors, gracing those who have foreseen our lives.We2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We slither alongside shadows, banishing newborns from their knives.
Forsaken, our prey shriek, their joyful souls are forevermore meek.
Though, within them lies fear, a fear that we wish to seek.
Their speechless eyes wander aimlessly through our coats of despair and doom, seeing all with blind transparency except a cloud of gloom.
Our knowledge exceeds their beings, their fear is given without a fee.
Thus, always and forever shall we strike them down with glee.
The GirlBirthed by two rains, one fresh, and one cold, the youngling was discovered by the watch of the old.The Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A prodigy she was, with her clear-rounded eyes, she viewed souls as gems without shades of wise.
After comprehending such hopelessness and foolishness within all, her soul inflamed and compelled them to fall.
One by one they tumbled down, their pleads unheard for they were without a sound.
Their flesh melted quickly and their souls vanished fast, there was nevermore a sound coming from them, at last.
And once the suffering and screams finally ceased, the girl disappeared for now all was at peace.
FadingCan you tell that I am fading?Fading2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am starting to slip.
Pasting fake smiles and acting like someone else,
Can't you tell I am not myself?
I don't think you can.
Because I have been fading away,
For awhile now.
Not like you could possiblely care,
Doesn't seem like I can get anyone to care.
Because I don't act differnt,
Living a double life.
Full of likfe,
And sometimes angry.
I help people with their problems,
But at home?
I try to sort through mine,
Letting no one in.
Its safer that way,
But lately I have been fading.
Into the blackness,
And no one seems to notice.
Why should they?
I act as if nothing bothers me.
When it bothers me,
It all bothers me.
No one notices,
Its my fault.
I have acted this way for so long,
Its my fault that I am fading.
The Dead CrowThe dead crow flies across the plentiful white grass.The Dead Crow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its decaying wings echo through the broken shards of glass.
Glass that was from windows and a shattered heart, one that could never be repaired, nor ever torn apart.
The crow glances down but doesn't care, for his soul and heart rest within the air.
Only When I WriteThe drama unfurling in my lifeOnly When I Write2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feels like the shadow of my hand
That grows as it comes ever closer
To the light perched on my bed stand
In that I can feel the darkest cloud
Ever such a menacing sight
In time I can reverse the feeling
But only when I write
Seclusion left me with nothing
Apart from creativity
Loneliness it turns out, my friends
Is quite the aperitif
For the feast that is awaiting me
If I make it through the night
Tomorrow always brings me new hope
But only when I write
You approach me on a good day
And I will offer you a smile
The same expression on the worst days
Because my manners are so mild
But don’t take me for a toothless fool
When cornered I’ve been known to bite
Fear not, those demons remain at bay
But only when I write
Come With MeCome With MeCome With Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the moon arises from the ocean sea, my soul disappears, won't you come with me?
But it seems you're afraid, the dead world isn't bad, there are millions of skeletons and souls at hand.
They'd love to meet you, to rip off your flesh, and to lead you to our king who would devour your soul, fresh.
You'd become one of us after that painful journey, but dearest you love me, so won't you join me?
The Cloud of Desperate GloomTwice upon a summer's moon, arrives the cloud of desperate gloom.The Cloud of Desperate Gloom2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Looming over far and wide, it devastates the plentiful countryside.
Consuming all within its path, none can escape its unstoppable wrath.
Swallowing the helpless birds and trees, it brings all the living to their knees.
But after the moon slowly dies, the cloud goes with it, nevermore it flies.
WithinWithinWithin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Journey to the mansion once at three, and search through the bushes for the undiscovered key.
Unlock the door and step inside, though do be hasty for you must hide.
Hide my dear from those horrid beasts, the ones that crawl and the ones that feast.
They slither around leaving trails in sight, their saliva is is sticky so you cannot fight.
Quickly now, run out to the garden, inhale the stench from the human plants.
Give them love and feed them pain, for you'll never rest eyes on their souls again.
Letters LiveThe middle three letters of the word “Earth”Letters Live2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spell out the word “art”
This is fitting because when I create
The beauty of the world is where I start
The middle three letters of the word “believe”
Spell out the word “lie”
This is fitting because for all those who accede
There are an equal amount who deny
The middle three letters of the word “lonely”
Spell out the word “one”
This is fitting because I have felt isolated
Ever since you have been gone
The middle two letters of the word “life”
Spell out the word “if”
This is fitting because only when it’s too late
Will you wonder what you could’ve done with it
The Moonlit RiverDown the moonlit river, I sail with my soul alone.The Moonlit River2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The glimmering water dances across my paddle, it sings to me songs of the unknown.
Ten shimmering fish swim by, their fins forged of gems and jewels from the night sky.
Silver trees on either side, their ethereal leaves whisper and glide.
Glistening waterfalls ripple into place, across my canoe their translucent lines trace.
Forevermore I shall sail this stream, never will I awaken from this ethereal dream.
The Lonely HouseThe Lonely HouseThe Lonely House2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Across the plains, lies a lonely house.
None ever choose to visit it, not a human nor a mouse.
It lies in a grassy field, tattered and torn, the roof tilted over, it's so very forlorn.
This house sees the rains, the trees and the stones, but the only inhabitant is now a bag of bones.
A once loving owner is deep underground, a plague of silence is the only sound.
And soon to think this house shall fall, no, it shall not, for it still remains tall.
Taller and prouder than the houses far away, it shall always live to see another day.
Draw my OCs contest! Contest OverDraw my OCs contest!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Edit: Contest ending in 2 days!!!
Edit 4/21/13: Every participant will be given 5
Alright, to celebrate my 200 watchers, I've decided to host a contest!!
The concept is pretty simple, just draw my OCs~!
My OCs: Morgan: http://fav.me/d5jy3g8 http://fav.me/d5o3g8h Alice: http://fav.me/d5rwc3z Queen of Hearts: http://fav.me/d5t5rtf http://fav.me/d5wqgcj
This contest will be judged on how well you captured my character's personality~
HerBeneath twisted vines of exceptional lies, exists a simplistic immortal who dares not speak.Her2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her covered eyes release an echo, one that frightens and silences the weak.
And why dost thou hide from her in the clouds, is it to bypass her howls and shrieks?
Is your fear that condensed, must you avoid her being, or are you simply one of the weak?
It does not matter, not anymore, for her immortality is dominance; thou art no more.
The CasketWintery waters and shadowy stones, glowing crystals lie beneath the bones.The Casket2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A casket buried within the seas, it remains to be sealed by the elder trees.
Latched thrice and blessed fourteen, it shall never come undone and flee.
Contained within are the lost scrolls; bones from ancients, and Elvish Drones.
Secretive notes from kingdoms past, blood-stained and un-opened for they were always shipped last.
Forgotten orphans and blinded wise, their souls and fingers buried inside.
And thou shall soon be kept within, for your soul is prideful and your time is slim.
The TaleFingers stitched together by misfortune and still sages, here lies a tale with unopened pages.The Tale2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Few filled with reasoning and joyful endings of rhyme, the majority fall upon stakes and grant their souls to time.
Phrases and fragments cast themselves within the lines, striking out and down the beautiful ones through a connection of ancient signs.
And alas none shall ever read it, this book so dark yet divine, hence I shall take it for myself, thus my soul is an unread rhyme.
Be in the 10,000 watchers celebration feature!Hi!Be in the 10,000 watchers celebration feature!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
We just went over 10,000 watchers. Thank you all for supporting this group! As a thank you, I'd like to feature you. I've picked some of the most recent submissions as a start.
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Her Crystalline EyesHer crystalline eyes in the blood-lit moonlight, spread such and fear to all.Her Crystalline Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their silver-blue sheen entrances many, it shadows the stolen, until they fall.
Countless slaves born from her captivation, none dare to object thus her eyes foresee.
You seem to love her, you pitiful moron, why hast thou left a beauty like me?
a lessonShe isa lesson2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she tosses her hair back and
she laughs at the world
who cannot hope to match her stride.
She meets eyes unashamedly,
she is radiant with confidence.
She is shy,
her eyes are downcast and
her cheeks are mottled
Her words are whispers,
her breaths are sighs.
She is a sly smile.
She is a soft
whisper in his ear.
She does not seem to know
who she is.
to peel back the layers.
(though they are both afraid
that what lies beneath
to speak to her.
But the words are stuck
in his throat,
suffocated with the
and he has nothing
to give her.
if there was ever any truth
in either of them.
In him for loving not-her
the way everyone loves not-her,
or in her,
for the elaborate
He wants to tell her
he adores her, but
he has no oxygen around her
(no words to give her),
no conviction to assure her with,
no one to love but fiction,
and he is silent.
(you are a contradiction.)
ForeverForeverForever2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Well, here I am, still lurking in the endless dark.
You still seem to be consumed by the beauty of something grand, not stark.
I still lie here with your endless pains, they speak to me of death.
A death so grand it could shatter souls, remove one's each and every breath.
I wonder now if your soul is worth the time needed to initiate this end.
My dear I shall soon find out, for I am nevermore your friend.