Stalker RapStalker Rap2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My point in life is to get your daughter.
I hide in your trees and drink your refrigerated water.
I'm a stalker,
not to be confused with a reporter.
we'll get ya daughter.
Bleeding...I feel me Bleeding My cold blood falling away through my body. My soul is already tired of being held in this body. I want to be Free! I want to open my wings again! I want to fly through the Sky and feel the smell of the flowers and feel the wind blowing sweetly in my face! But I can't My dragon will be trapped inside this human body for how long?Bleeding...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Roars...I can hear the Roars of my soul and I can feel the sharp pain in my bodyRoars...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What's the cause of this pain?!
Why I need to suffer in my human form?!
I need desperately to free myself from this body and liberate my original form before I die in Pain and Sorrow
Dresses in BlackThere is a shadow that comes in the nightDresses in Black2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who bears wings of gold
And a face of ivory
Who is this shadow that comes in the night?
It silences a crying, sick child
But now the child's all right
It takes a woman out of her home
But soon after a man breaks in with a gun
It stops a car on the road
But now it didn't turn into the speeding car
Who is this shadow that comes in the night?
Not a shadow at all.
Maybe not all angels dress in white.
AnesthesiaI am slowly going underAnesthesia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am slowly slipping away
The tools are gleaming under the light
Leaving their use to my imagination
I lie here knowing people have died
Right where I lay
I may never awake
They may make a mistake
My eyes are closing
I hear the doctors begin
The clicking of tools has started up
"Wait!" I want to yell "I'm still awake!"
I can't move, but I still feel the pain
I feel it as a blade slices across my stomach
I can smell the blood pouring out of my wounds
Another cut, this time inside my body
I can't even moan
I can only scream in my head
The heart monitor starts to slow
I can feel death approaching
InsomniaMy eyes are closed but I'm still awakeInsomnia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My subconscious mind won't let me in
Knock, knock at the door of my dreams
Let me in! Let me in!
I'm so tired, let me sleep
Please dreams, let me in!
The rain splatters at the window in my head
Cracking lightning, roaring thunder
It's not there but I can hear it
It's so cold and I'm the only one awake to feel it
I'm so tired
Let me in
My Best "Friend"My secrets are your storiesMy Best "Friend"2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My pain is your encouragement
I tell you everything, and you tell everybody else
You hurt me to feel better about yourself
Why do I still talk to you?
When I can't even trust you anymore?
You kick me when I'm already down
You say we're best friends but I don't even need you
I happier without you
You point out all my flaws, the ones I don't even see
You say "I promise" but you don't
I've tried to make you hear me, but you don't even try
I keep you around, but the truth is
I don't need you
Waiting For A Rainbow Waiting, in a world of greyWaiting For A Rainbow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting, for the rainbow that will never come
In the darkness, a hope for color
A spark of pink, green, yellow or blue
Alone in a colorless world
Waiting for the rainbow
My skin of grey, my hair of white, my eyes of black
No color in my face, no color in my world
Waiting for the rainbow
My tears, they fall down my colorless face
Into a puddle of grey
Waiting for the rainbow
Snow FallSoft white flakes fill the airSnow Fall2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And all I can do is sit and stare
Beauty of an angel, softness of a cloud
Be quiet. Listen to the sound
Of holiday cheer the snowflakes bring
Children so happy with joyous crying
Beauty of snow oh, the beauty of snow
They follow as the wind blows
Does It?Does It?2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Does it make you a wuss if you run from a problem?
Does it make you more of a wuss if you cry?
Does it make you naive to believe their hurtful words?
Does it make you more naive to cry about them?
Does it make you a whimp to take the easy way out of life?
...Does it make you a bad person to just leave all those who care for you behind?
Normal?You say I'm weirdNormal?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say I'm a freak
You ask me
Why can't you be normal?
Well, what is normal?
What is weird?
Maybe I think you're weird
Maybe I think I'm normal
Nobody is completely the same
Does that mean we're all weird?
Is nobody normal?
If you can tell me what is "normal"
I will admit
That I'm weird
Like a DreamEvery time,Like a Dream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my head hits our pillow,
I thank God for you being besides me tonight.
As I sleep,
demons and my Enemy,
whisper me lies that you have left me for another.
But whether I wake up on the floor,
upside-down, under you, above you,
snuggled close or by the wall,
I know you are faithful,
and I thank God again and repeat the night.
I Walk With a FewI walk every night,I Walk With a Few2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to protect the helpless.
Lucifer walks on my left,
dragons on my right,
Lucifer promises me riches, power, fame...
I respond as a simple and humble man,
"Maybe tomorrow, come back tomorrow and try again"
"As you wish,"he leaves,
My dragons can only stop and laugh,
our walk has lasted for years every night,
the same conversation lasting all the night.
Will Lucifer ever learn?
I walk with the Lord and dragons,
why would I want more?
Down-time on Up-draftsWind rushing,Down-time on Up-drafts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
constant on the sky...
High above civilization,
a rare midnight ride...
We fly with the wind to our backs,
and the moon in our face,
enjoying the lights twinkling above,
and below us...
The moon leaves a white scar on my lover's neck,
dancing across her skin with each dip and turn,
always in motion...
On a updraft we go,
only below the stars,
and God himself...
my lover takes her break,
to talk and coon over the sights we see...
We speak words of love,
escaping the worries on the ground,
focusing on each other,
rather than our troubles...
On our way back when,
Love Reaps part 15Love Reaps part 152 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was late, it was dark, and I was tired. But I couldn't sleep knowing there was glowing out my window. But how come Daemon hadn't noticed?
I crept across the floor, freezing at every squeak that echo from the wooden boards.
Though Daemon, the sharp eared heartless being barely stirred from his spot on the bed.
I slid up the frame of the door, and easing my hand around the handle, turning it slowly until there was a decent sized gap for me to slither through. Sprinting down the vast turning stairs I got to the reception lounge. It was empty.
I guess I should expect that at this time but I would think the underworld would be an excep
Various 10 Word Stories- Her tears turned to blood as he attacked her again.Various 10 Word Stories7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
- A friendly voice called out, "I will save you, come."
- My screams became silent, as his hand grabbed my neck.
- Tears smudged the makeup that covered a lie; her secret.
Selfish SelflessnessThe warm day's breeze blew, gently caressing my fair skin. I fell to my nees. Weak, trembling in a pool of blood and tears. Fear. My eyes struggled to stay open as I felt thousands of needles penetrate my skin. It was a day just like today, just five years ago; everybody died. Our town was gassed by the government.Selfish Selflessness7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
We were unwanted.
I couldn't watch them suffer. I couldn't. I couldn't. I COULDN'T.
I could.... n't.. t...
"Sliiicceee"... murderer... that's me. I saved the government from murder. I took my innocence; I took their lives. But it's over now...
10 Word Story - RebeccaRebecca stood before her death: rope, a tree and gravity.10 Word Story - Rebecca7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
WiltedI knew. I knew she was behind me. I heard the old floorboards of my classroom creek for every step that she took, drawing closer and closer. Her knife drug across the sleek, wooden desks creating a disturbing screech; like fingernails on a chalkboard and the crunch of fresh snow. There was no escaping from under this small teacher’s bureau to safety. I was on the second floor – the window was not an option – and I had no chance of trying to bolt for the door. Trapped, terrified, hopeless and eventually dead, that was me. A fist was slugged against the top of the bureau. I bit down on the sleeve of my sweater to try to calWilted7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Color of Unique chapter 2Color of Unique chapter 22 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Chapter 2: Worst enemy Part 1
The weekend quickly approached and again, like all weekends I had nothing to do besides the usual. Drawing, listening to music and writing. Then there was homework but lets get real, we all wait until the last minute.
It had been official that next weekend's Saturday is the Bleeding Rose Petals concert. The only obstacle was to get permission. Back then my mom would be fine with letting me go, but since the name comes a little harsh then it might be difficult. Especially since shes a bit too judgmental. Then again its been my first time in two or three years that I went out with friends.
My mom, once again
it's deathMy body gets cold.it's death1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I feel numb.
I can't breath.
i see how darkness surrounds me...
I feel something cold.
Someone keeps my hand.
i look up.
i see him.
He seems to be only one who i can trust.
He is always here.
Now..i feel nothing.
Cynthia ProfileName: Cynthia D'EvesterraCynthia Profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hair: Light brown, long, wavy. Held back by a gold headband.
Eyes: Chestnut. Light brown.
Hobbies: Collecting rings, studying politics, loopholes in the law, and how to be a negotiator.
Likes: Politics, classical music, watching rain fall, learning new things, jewelry.
Dislikes: Meat, alcoholics, sore losers, violence, wolves.
Personality: A little shy, but she loves to interact with people. Her voice is quiet though because her mother always spoke for her. She tries to be the best at the things people expect of her because she loves to receive compliment