Apologies Don't Seal the WoundA bullet to the headApologies Don't Seal the Wound4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is less painful than what you put me through.
By Your Side My VersionBy Your Side My Version4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Please stop your crying, it hurts.
Put down the knife now, it burns.
Why are you crying?
You're surronded by grace
Now don't run away
Chorus:He'll be by your side
Wherever you are
In your darkest times
Wherever you fall
He's always there
When no one is holding you.
He's always holding you
He bares your scars, on his arms.
He went to his grave, for you.
He took on your sin
So you could go in
He gives you life
Cause He, He loves you
I want you to know
That He, He loves you
He'll never let you go
Time Heals All Scars?Odd...Time passed; scars still linger.Time Heals All Scars?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Empty Bottle- England x Male!ReaderEmpty Bottle- England x Male!Reader3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He'd been drinking; you could tell. His words were slurred, his movement slow. The empty whiskey bottle was a giveaway too; the last few drops of golden liquid still lingering at the bottom, like the first raindrops before a storm. He looked up at you, those green eyes clouded over slightly, his bottom lip curling into a frown. You sighed; this was becoming almost predictable, that immediately after a case he'd drown himself in alcohol. You didn't know why he did it and, to be honest, part of you didn't really want to. But that didn't make it any easier to watch your partner, your brother, your friend, do this to himself. You slid a hand around the neck of the glass bottle, pulling it away from him, a move he did not seem to appreciate, letting out a deep groan.
"No Arthur", you said, voice managing to keep steady. "No more."
You had no idea how you'd managed to keep your voice so steady, so unmoved. While you had received a reputation as a disciplined officer during your time in the m
The Desolate House Of CarrionsHanged by the chandelier,The Desolate House Of Carrions4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On his bruised face is imprinted the fear,
The corpse is swinging back and forth,
"Let me guide you in the light", he had been told,
To the Devil his soul without retrieve he sold,
In this house of bounded shadows,
The weakness may drag you in the deepest hollows.
Laying at the bottom of the stairs,
Are painted in red her lips and nails,
Her celestial eyes are fixed on the ceiling,
"This is the key to healing",
About a rusty scissors she had been told,
She stabbed her throat,
The claws of defeat now her soul they hold.
He'll drag you here to play with your mind,
In the house of death,
This is about to be your last night,
Because his blood was spilled here,
Defeated by the life in his own fight.
Whet the beast of fear against these lost, shabby hearts,
To make them mangle their own skin,
To wrest their flesh from the bone,
Smiling he'll watch the bloodstream,
Because his wretched soul turned in grim.
"-Tick-tock, listen to that old clock,
Do you hear their word
Shifter!PrussiaxReader (1)Shifter!PrussiaxReader (1)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Those are the only words that are being processed into my mind right now as everything around me was a giant canvas of swirling and blurred colors that would've been a beautiful painting, if it wasn't for the fact /why/ it was like that. My shaking, (s/c) hands were outstretched before me in an attempt to slap away all of the branches and foliage that managed to get in my path as I ran. My legs felt as if they were on fire with all of the adrenaline and blood that was pumping through them, but none of that mattered to me anymore. The intense heat and pain from my legs only encouraged me to move even faster than I was moments ago.
Encouraged me to escape death itself.
A loud crackling noise was heard not to far behind me and a blinding, blue light struck the tree only a few feet away from my head. The blast made me recoil instinctively and it felt as if a root came out of the ground and grabbed my ankle, pulling me down. My mouth opened to scream but no noise
SilenceLet's just sit hereSilence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
[in the silence]
with nothing but our thoughts
swaying in the breeze.
biscuits.biscuits.7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Las manos tan diestras jugueteando con las uñas, las manos el individual el mantel, posar los ojos grises en el mueble de cocina, en las sillas caras, pisos de la mesita alta, la música de madrugada de la radio, el pelo ya separado en mechoncitos de tanto manosearlo, enredar las manos, jugar La nariz apuntando el techo, la espalda tensa y dolorida. Gaspar bufó, dijo algo incomprensible, en su natal idioma de letras invertidas, fijó los ojos en la ventana, en el cristal, en el amanecer. Pensando quizá qué porquerías, matando un cigarrillo sin tenerle piedad, sin mirarlo, aplastándolo contra el cenicero, tan asesino. Apretó los dientes, se levantó, caminó hacia el lavabo y enjuagó las manos fétidas a nicotina mezclada con adicción. Aguzó el sonido oyendo apenas el respirar tan característico, casi imaginando el ir-venir del torso de cierta personita que habitaba su cama
Tan conciente pensaba.
Walking on EggshellsWalking on Eggshells3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Every move I take makes me walk on eggshells.
I just wanted to be the picture perfect girl who excels.
Trying to please everyone else with so many eggs that can break.
So many inifinite and breath-taking chances that I never take.
With each step I take toward everyone's goal; another door closes.
My hopes and dreams become delicate petals falling from roses.
My hands quiver with anticipation helplessly watching more damage.
I didn't know then that sometimes some things you can't bandage.
My world is so beautifully fragile and I try my best to keep walking.
Everything would be destroyed if even a single voice began talking.
Each egg is someone else's expectation that have now become my own.
I wonder if this endless hallway will ever feel like my home.
I suddenly realize how silly I must look walking on egg shells through life.
It is my own thoughts not other's that make a purpose for strife.
I break out into a run and I hear all the white little eggs break.
I push through the door and I
Hidden Behind Masked BeautyHidden Behind Masked Beauty4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cover my face in this gorgeous makeup
So that I may feel beautiful inside and out
She takes a tool with a beautiful color
And brushes it across her face
Just the slightest touch
And her face can be transformed
Into a beautiful work of art
Putting on this makeup
Has become a daily routine
And without it on
She feels as though
She is naked
It gives her a boost of self confidence
Without it on
She doesn't believe she is pretty
No matter what people say
She feels ugly without it
This makeup you see
Is a guardian unlike any other
It has become a mask
That hides her pain
And all of her insecurities
But in reality
Her natural beauty shines brighter
And all that truly matters
Is what's on the inside
Not the makeup of worldly beauty
Shadow: Dark Horizon P7Shadow: Dark Horizon P74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shadow: Dark Horizon P7
Part Seven: Out of the Ordinary
A/N: Holy. Crap. This is the first part I've released in almost 2 months! 2 MONTHS! Shame on me! No really, shame on me for being lazy until now to type it haha. Well anyways, this next part is going to be filler and NOT filler at the same time (OXYMORON). I recommend you keep a sharp eye out there for details cause there's alot of them. There's also a ton of dialogue too (Which I think I've improved on just a bit.) Anyways, sorry this took so long... and I'll stop blabbering right now... ON WITH IT!
P.S. Thanks for the feedback! It helps inspire me to write!
Leatherback Bay - Seaway Boulevard
A white light emerged from the middle of a sidewalk. It shot out sparks and produced a sparkling light. Then, two hedgehogs, one blue and one pink, were tossed from it.
"Well, that was definitely quicker than I thought it would take! Talk about fast!" Sonic said in shock as he landed on the ground.
He quickly bolted to his feet and helped
UnsolidUnsolid3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even when I'm at my weakest
I still lend you my strength
Even when my eyes are their darkest
I still look out for you the best way I can
I'm not the hero of the day
I just know what's right
I'm not some selfless saint
Someone has to bear the light
I don't expect any praise
All my deeds are of the same kind
I need not your thanks
No relief can fill this void in my life
No rest for the wicked / No love for the abandoned
No hope for the innocent / No pain for the departed
I'll give you my all / I'll rise while I fall
I'll answer your call / I'll serve until there's no pulse
I'm not looking for acknowledgment
Remember not my face
I don't consider labels an accomplishment
Forget to speak of my name
I will leave none a victim of relinquishment
You will not witness that pain
I'm merely here to cure the inhumane infections
For we are all one in the same
Even when all seems hopeless
I will come to turn the tides
Even when I'm left powerless
I will always be
NumbThe normal distractions; my escapes from myself...no longer quiet my mind.Numb4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No longer bringing the smile I seek... the relief I crave...
Numb. Is how I feel...how I want to feel.
That state were you smile, free of pain, of thought, of worry.
Enveloped in the nothingness...
While the Earth keeps spinning.
The ants keep marching.
Oblivious to everything...sweetly numbed.
You HaveYou Have4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you ever want to die
just because of a word
spoken from the mouth
of a human being
imperfect and tainted
with life and the scars thereof
another soul caught
in the same trap as any
walking through shadows
searching for light
searching for the crack in the door
to let in a streak of the sun
thirsty for change and truth
You have undone me
All you ever needed
to do was speak that single word
gaze in that single way
that way that sets my heart to
temperatures fit for melting
temperatures fit for burning
for change from life to smoldering
ashes and death
You have changed my mind
I feel this thing behind my eyes
cold and wet
with the dew of your anger
in the morning, it settles
upon my lashes
like grass uncut and forgotten
like a thing left to wither
in the sun, but deprived
of its warmth
I have not a single notion
of why this fire burns
in such a way so warm
and yet so very cold
You have forgotten my heart
Pain is new and old
and sweet and bitter
and I have never seen
Bayonetta UMVC3 MovesetBayonetta UMVC3 Moveset4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset
Species: Umbra Witch
Game Series: Bayonetta
First Appearance: Bayonetta (2010)
Health: 950,000 HP Points
Energy Projection: 7
Fighting Ability: 7
Known as the child born of impure blood, Bayonetta is a member of the Umbra Witch clan that is one of the last of her kind, her kind being almost wiped out by the Umbra Witch's light-world counterpart, the Lumen Sages. After 500 years, Bayonetta was reawakened with no memory of her past, all that she had was the knowledge that she was a witch, and that she needed to kill angels everyday or she'd be dragged down into hell.
Assist Alpha: Witch Twist (Direct, Up)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Assist Beta: Flaming Claws (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Assist Gamma: Scarborough Darkness (Shot, Front)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Bayonetta will summon f
CasanovaIn the old town of VeniceCasanova3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sin was born
One man, in the moonlight,
Took a woman's soul
She got doomed
But it seemed fair
That one night with him
With nothing left to tear
Centuries have passed
Even the rain turned cold
The sin lived
In the other men's blood
He looked at me and said
"Be the flame not the moth"
He was hypnotizing,
But he's Casanova, he can't love.
He likes numbers
And I was 24
I gave my body to his arms
I used to cry back then, but not anymore
That one night,
I remember it well
The stars came down
With no words to tell
Because we were one
Under the endless sky
The morning you left
Every part of me died.
You think you're in love
You have to grow up"
And yesterday I saw him,
I guess he hurt the one he loved,
His look wasn't hypnotizing
Maybe, he got a broken heart
You have to become a man
To treat a girl right
This life, you know,
Is one big fight
But still, I'd come back
I'd give myself to you
Only if you said
You love me too...
Roses: FranceXReaderRoses: FranceXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
France offered you a rose. You stared at it for a moment. Red – the color of love and passion, of Saint Valentine's Day and of romance. Instead of taking it, you rolled your eyes and walked away. The French Man was left with the flower and a hurt expression on his face, not that you cared or anything. He was a flirt. He was a stupid philanderer – a playboy if there ever was one amongst the nations - who changed lovers like one would, or should, their socks – no better than stories of Greek Gods or other immortal folk tales that people liked to tell the children before sending them off to bed. You weren't even going to give him the time of day.
He offered another rose. This time, you were at your favorite restaurant. You were hungry after a meeting. You always got hungry after a meeting because there was no way you would eat the scones that England made or the burgers that America brought. The only ones who actuall
Checking Up on Him"Psst, Zane? Zane? Are you awake?"Checking Up on Him4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Are you awake?"
"Haha, I am now, Orchid."
"Oh... sorry for waking you up."
"It's no matter. I can fall back asleep easily. But I'm assuming you wanted me for something though? Is something wrong?"
"No... I mean, yes... I mean, yes and no."
"Which is it?"
"Yes, I came here for something, but there's nothing wrong... with me."
"Is it one of the others? Is there anything I can do to help?... Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm looking at you like this because you're so... not what they imagined a wizard would be. Yet they treat as if you were worse than what they imagined. And despite that, you're still willing to help one of them if they need it?"
"Well, yes. Why shouldn't I?"
"I'm not saying you shouldn't. You don't have to, but you would and that's so kind and thoughtful and someone as kind and thoughtful as you doesn't deserve to be treated like you're worth any less than us."
"That's what my ancestors believed abo
Paper Lungs She stood before me, her chest wide open, 'What do you think?'Paper Lungs3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I could not help but to stare. Her heart was beating - literally in front of my eyes - between two paper lungs stained with ink. Blinking, I asked, 'Why are you showing me this?'
The girl did not answer. Reaching into her chest, she pulled out a lung, and held it out to me, 'I breathe words,' she whispered, 'This lung is the lung I exhale with. These are the words I breathe.'
Taking it, I unfolded the paper lung, and felt millions of alveoli rippling under my fingertips. But there was something wrong.
I met her eyes, 'This lung is blank!'
'I know,' she said sorrowfully, 'It is not a worthy present to give to you. I'm sorry. I've run out of words...'
Screwing up the exhaling lung, the empty lung, I tossed it over my shoulder, 'Have you anything else to give me?'
Biting her lip, her hands trailed over her remaining lung, 'I have this... but it
10 Ways to Love a Girl - Girl VersionWays to love a girl - Girls Version10 Ways to Love a Girl - Girl Version4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
10. On a cold, winter's day, snuggle up in a blanket with her, share some hot chocolate by the fire, and watch some classic Christmas movies.
9. Draw each other on a summer day when the breeze is just right. Just sit in silence with her and listen to the fountain in the pond.
8. When it's raining outside, stay inside and play some games, whether electronic or board.
7. Kiss her in front of your friends.
6. Be there for her.
5. Drive down the road of a small rural town in an open jeep, letting your hair blow in the wind because you don't have a care in the world.
4. Leave random notes telling her you love her. By her coffe pot, in her locker, just inside her textbook...
3. Let her know you love her every second of every day.
2. Kiss her in the pouring rain.
1. Never ever, ever make her think she wasn't your first choice, even if she wasn't.