Shattered HeartMy heart is broken and torn,Shattered Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart cannot beat,
For it is no more,
But tiny pieces that lay all around,
Easily swept up and thrown away,
For this shattered heart shall stay broken and forgotten,
Ironic is it not,
How easy one’s heart can shatter,
Even silence itself can make one’s heart shatter,
So my heart shall stay shattered,
Never to be put back together,
For nothing can fix my shattered heart.
Inner DemonsInner Demons2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Praying for the prey
A saint so blissful
Don't let the old scars awake
A storm of rage comes my way
Idle hands yearn to be unfaithful
Even the heavens won't feel safe
I am my greatest fear
I am my own worst enemy
The glares I give myself are fierce
I barely hold onto this false harmony
My twisted thoughts flicker / The acts of a sinner
The silence of a confessor / A secret held forever
The madness took over / Becoming hell's harbinger
I am the lawless; I am executioner / This is my will; this is my terror
I hated my own reflection
Knowing the truth behind the lie
I destroyed my own protection
I tore down the walls in my mind
The light has darkened
A past so painful
Forcing fury to descend
No more trespasses to repent
I am the child who became spiteful
I have been devoured by my inner demons
No SolaceMy Solace is no more,No Solace2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart is broken and shattered,
My soul cannot feel no more,
As I lay here on the floor,
Blood flowing from my wounds,
So deep and so Neatly cut,
As my solace Ripped me apart,
Shattering my hope's and dream's,
So now my solace has crushed me so,
For now I feel nothing anymore,
So I shall lay here numb and in pain,
For i shall never be put together again,
For i have no Solace left in this world.
A man's never ending sleepDark Cloud's Over head.,A man's never ending sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A hole dug in the ground,
A man lowered down,
A women in black,
A crying Child next to her
As man preached his word,
No more sorrow,
No more pain,
No more hardship
No more Worries,
No more hate,
No more love,
No more me,
As the peacefulness of darkness
Let's me sleep.
Sleep that is never ending.
Night Skywhen the world around you seems dark,Night Sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and the tears well up in your eyes,
look to find hope in the night skies,
when life seems hopeless,
and you're riddled in scars,
hold fast to hope,
and look to the stars
Memories forgottenDo not forget,Memories forgotten2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The smile's we shared,
The love I showed,
The memories we made,
As my memories fade away,
As my mind starts to decay,
As I go insane,
So please forgive me,
For what I say,
For what I do,
For forgetting you,
For by the time you read this,
I would have already gone insane,
And forgotten everything.
RegenerationThe sky burned,Regeneration2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A jet trail splicing it apart…
I swear I see another world in that gap.
Where the sky broke apart
Just beyond the old, old snow-capped castle
And the still unpolluted new masonry
Roses, thorns and anchors in the brickwork,
Long extinct sea-life
Holding up the world I know
As the skies fall down in flakes--
But the real roses are gone;
The anchor sunk-- two miles down,
And even those walls will eventually crumble.
The GameThere is a place where the light will not reachThe Game2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In that place there is a game that is played
A game which can steal your soul
You will run
You will hide
And you will fight
Before you die
For the daughter of the beast has been released
She will seek
She will play before she feast
So run, hide, or fight
For your soul will be hers before this game is over.
The monster we all knowA Rumble Off to the distance,The monster we all know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fire burning though the streets,
The sky above was Ablaze,
As you run,
Though the burning streets,
Thought the torn woods,
You can hear it roar,
A monster so evil,
A monster so large,
A monster that can consume all,
No where to run,
No where to hide,
For it will find you all,
The monster has a name,
It is a name we all know so well,
For the monsters name is heard so many time's before,
For the monsters name is War.
HaynsHayns2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Hayns. How to characterize these creatures from a far away world, Esvarra, in just a single word?
Empaths. Yes, this concept is a foundation of their culture, but it only answers “how?” and “why?” questions and not “what are they like?”
What does an empathy mean for a hayn? An ability to read minds of other's, an ability to feel their emotions. Inability to become distant from other creature's pain, great compassion toward other's suffering. A weird combination of collective intellect and individual reason.
Intellect and reason are not synonyms, at least in hayns' case. For example, let's take a computer: intellect is it's capacity, operative memory. Reason is all programs that use an electric “brain” as their main source. Intellect is capacity, reason is an algorithm. First one is impersonal, it's only responsible for complicated processes that a brain is capable of processing. Algorithms can be changed, overwritten and corrected. New pr
Promised BrokenYou promised me the world,Promised Broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You promised me the light,
You promised me the darkness,
Including all the blight,
Why did you turn away?
Why did you leave me so?
Why did you break this promise?
Of our souls,
I looked to you for comfort,
I looked to you for help,
I looked to for love,
Yet I have received none,
You promised me you would stay,
That you would never leave me here all alone,
But you broke that promise,
Leaving me here crying,
Broken and alone,
Knowing you are no more,
I will not trust another again,
In fear I shall be hurt,
I shall stay alone forever,
No one to break a promise with me again,
As i beggedI begged to the light,As i begged2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I begged for peace,
I begged for life,
I begged to be free,
But the light would not answer,
I begged the darkness,
I begged for hate,
I begged for power,
I begged for death,
But the darkness would not answer,
Then I begged to anyone,
I begged them to hear me,
I begged them to save me,
I begged them to end me,
But they would not come,
As I was left All alone,
Never to be heard Anymore.
Word Prompt: RegretI regret nothing but you, sweetheart.Word Prompt: Regret2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Pleased to Meet You“Welcome to Ikebukuro. Next stop will be going to Shinjuku in 30 minutes,” the intercom at the train says as a young raven haired girl steps off the train. She stretches her arms over her head and lets out a sigh of happiness, her back feeling relaxed after sitting down for hours. She scans the group of people underground with her sharp reddish brown eyes, trying to pick out a certain individual.Pleased to Meet You2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Mikado!” The girl exclaims after finding her target leaning against a pillar not too far away. A smile stretches across her face as she takes a running start towards the boy. “Mikado I found you!” The boy doesn’t have time to react as he’s roughly tackled to the ground, hitting his head against the tile floor and feeling a weight on his lower abdomen. He lifts his head off the floor and groans, opening an eye to see his attacker.
“Ah Kanra it’s you! I thought I recognized your voice but I didn’t look in your direction fast enou
Care to Dance? Soul x Reader“And let’s give a super loud round of applause to our new death scythe and his meister! Give it up for Maka Albarn and Soul Eater Evans!” Lord Death exclaims cheerfully as the whole room breaks out into applause. You clap along with the audience and smile at the two teenagers standing on the stage with Lord Death.Care to Dance? Soul x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Soul looks so handsome today but he doesn’t seem like he wants to be here right now. Maka looks gorgeous as always, I have to congratulate her when I see her,” you think to yourself as you observe what the two are wearing. Maka is dressed in a long black dress with frills on the bottom and a large bow in the back. Soul is dressed in a black pinstriped suit with a red button up shirt and black tie. You sneak into the back of the room to grab some punch from the snack table.
“Hey [name] the next time Lord Death hosts a party it’s going to be me up on that stage! He’ll probably need to get an even bigger stage because of ho
Forgotten-Never AloneI feel cold,Forgotten-Never Alone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am all alone,
I cannot see hope,
I am in pain,
Within this cold dark room,
Where I lay alone,
Forever without hope,
For a tomorrow that will never come,
Not for me,
For I am worthless,
I am without hope,
I am without love,
I am without Warmth,
For I shall be in this desolate world,
All alone and forgotten forever more,
Then there was warmth,
Then there was hope,
Then I felt loved,
When it came into the dark room,
It's fur felt soft,
As it curled in a ball around me,
Warming me up inside,
It would not abandon me,
It showed me there was hope,
It showed me there was a tomorrow,
It showed me I was not worthless,
It showed me I was not alone,
In this desolate world of mine,
I am not alone,
I am not cold,
I am not in pain anymore,
For my loyal companion has come to save me,
And With a smile I follow My companion out,
Out of the darkness and into the light,
For a better tomorrow,
For I am never alone,
Emotional SicknessEach word you say,Emotional Sickness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like another stab in my heart.
Each day we talk,
Fills my emotional sickness.
I can't stand it anymore,
I want to scream at you,
Yell out all the pain I feel,
Everything I want to tell you,
But I can't.
I can't because I care for you.
It's easier to just keep it inside,
Cause telling you would hurt you.
I cannot and will not hurt you.
If I did, it would kill me.
A Thought on BeautySome find beautyA Thought on Beauty2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the scum
Some find beauty
Others still restrict the concept of "beauty."
I don't know where I'm going with this.
That is the artist's curse...
To see the beauty everywhere
and try to replicate it
or create it,
and to make others
embrace that beauty as well.
But it doesn't even matter
if anyone else accepts it or not,
because the artist has to create regardless.
It's the only way that they can ever function.
There's beauty everywhere,
There's so much that
even trying to fathom it
makes your mouth dry,
and your throat close
at the impossible magnitude of it.
To control that overwhelming feeling,
you embrace it,
and replicate it,
and add to it.
And you become frustrated,
and it all just ends in the same place:
More to take in,
and more to be rejected for,
and more to lose your mind over,
and more to create.
and it’s horrifying
and it will k
The King of ThievesYou dance lightly,The King of Thieves3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Careful as you tread.
You go unnoticed by most,
But you have caught my eye.
I can see you, right under my nose,
Rubbing your greedy hands together.
Darting by, light as a feather.
The world's greatest thief,
Paying me a visit.
My skin your earth, my veins your path.
Such natural, effortless grace,
Wasted on petty theft.
What can you take from me?
I have nothing left.
A Hard LifeA fly,A Hard Life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lands peacefully on my shoe,
With no care,
To the annoyance,
It may cause,
But unlike most times,
I don’t feel annoyed,
I just think,
How hard it would be,
To live a fly’s life,
But I feel nothing,
Because my hard life,
Just stomped on me.
So Wrong, So Right-Doctor x MasterWARNING: BoyxBoy, make-outSo Wrong, So Right-Doctor x Master3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So wrong...the tenth incarnation of the Doctor repeated in his head. This was so wrong...
He was being pushed against the iconically blue door of the TARDIS, a pair of hands gripping the front of his brown pinstriped suit, forcing his mouth against someone else's, someone he knew all too well. The Master.
So wrong...yet he found himself kissing back with enthusiasm he didn't know he had, then eventually parting his lips slightly, letting the other's tongue in his mouth.
The kiss broke apart after a few moments, both gasping for air. For but a second, the Doctor was able to see logic through the confusion filling his head.
"St...stop..." He murmured, his voice rough. He raised his arms to push him away, but the Master pressed the other Time Lord's wrists against the door of the TARDIS.
He threw his head back against the TARDIS with a sharp groan, torn between resisting or giving in.
The Master took the unintentional invitation and started pressing kisses to th
The Last Tube of ToothpasteThe Last Tube of ToothpasteThe Last Tube of Toothpaste4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The very last tube of toothpaste
lying there gathering dust.
Doing nothing but going to waste,
Does it feel lonely?
The single last tube of toothpaste
Great age it attains
From it's former glory disgraced
and emptied out, mostly,
except for the few globs it contains
The simply last tube of toothpaste
How did it come to its fate?
Perhaps everyone left
to leave it bereft
and forever to wait.
The completely last tube of toothpaste
sitting there, in a hush
Looks to its side
and is joyed to confide
that next to it
is the very last toothbrush.
LXIX. La mere qu'on voit danser.LXIX. La mere qu'on voit danser.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
L X I X - La Mère qu'on voit danser…
C'est la mère qui danse
Aux brumes des alcools
Qui enterrent l'enfance
Et qui tremblent les sols
Où sourit le silence
Si se pleure l'envol…
Son pas automatique
S'éloigne des couleurs,
Elle n'a de musique
Que celle de ses pleurs,
Où noyer les douleurs.
Les heures sont mensonge
En espoir de l'instant
Où délabrer les songes
Et oublier le temps
Qui détruit et qui ronge,
Elle attend, elle attend…
Elle entraine sa perte
Par tout ce qui s'enfuit
Loin de sa peau déserte
Quand la mienne détruit
Pour que sa tombe ouverte
Puisse cueillir ses fruits !
Comme un deuil immobile
Que l'on vit sans savoir,
Comprendre que la ville
Saura bientôt nous voir
Sur l'esquisse fragile
D'un fragment de miroir…
Lorsque la nuit s'éclaire
Et pâlit sur son teint
C'est l'heure funéraire
Où prier le matin
Pour qu'il vienne défaire
Quelques mots incertains…
C'est un passage avide
Qui attire ses yeux
Sur les eaux insipides,