gods and bacteriayour god left you six miles backgods and bacteria3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on new bern avenue by the old high school
where feathered fighter pilots sit decommissioned
on roadside crosses like origami
and I'm sorry you came back at all
with piñata car bombs and the souls of afghans
trailing your boots like packing peanuts
you tried to go down with the vessel
blood and muscle and skeleton satchel charges
spilling out of your fleshy palms
but they wrapped your spine in cellophane
after that last bullet tore through your rafters
and you hit the walls and windows like a wet dog on acid
and I dragged you from the gods and bacteria spilling
from your diaphragm
and I'm sorry you came back at all
Zombie haikuZombies cannot thinkZombie haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
like you living people do,
after your coffee.
$A substitute$2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the dollar
You can have a
Bigger house to
We have holes
In our souls-
Break or burn;
RideInfinite. That’s not a feeling. You can’t feel infinite.Ride2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
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My heart had never been so high. It must’ve flown from the tip of my tongue when we sang together and landed somewhere in the volatile sky. I thought I saw it with wings but it could’ve been some exhausted illusion like when you see colored spots in your vision that float around and begin again when you blink.
I want to remember that drive more than I'm able to. All that I'm certain of now is that I didn’t have to be in your arms to feel your warmth in the passenger seat; I felt your love in the scent of your breath when it circulated the car, when it swirled in my head. I had never known you better than I did when morning caught in my throat and a melody emerged; and when you sang too it was a growing conversation. For someone so much louder than I, I never would've known you were so poetically pensive.
I was chilled with the air of winter right outside the windows
broken dishesgod dammit.broken dishes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i woke up today
feeling just as sick
as i did when i went to bed
i woke up today
wanting to break
in my house
just so i wouldn't be
the only thing
Let Smiling Dogs LieMolly had a permanent smile fixed to her face. It was just part of who she was. Sometimes this angered Rachael. She could be crying on Molly's shoulder and her companion would still be beaming away like an idiot.Let Smiling Dogs Lie6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rachael was always scornful when books talked about dogs knowing how their owners were feeling.
'Molly never has a fucking clue! She's just in a constant state of 'Happy'! She's the least empathic animal on the planet. I swear, her internal monologue is just 'I'm a dog! I'm a dog! I'm a dog!' on loop.'
Once Rachael had held Molly's tail down to try and stop it wagging. Molly had grinned at her, good-naturedly and the four vertebra at the base of the tail had continued to wiggle side to side.
Rachael and Molly spent a lot of time together on the front porch. They would survey the garden and listen to Rachael's parents scream at each o
gifts from a loverThe only thing yougifts from a lover2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
ever gave me, besides the
your deft fingers slid around
my neck, was a broken heart.
The best in meSoft lines freshly written slandered all over the paperThe best in me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fresh words in the atrocious handwriting of its creator
Drops of ink besmirch this once so lovely wooden table
As sunlight falls on it on a warm day in April
Tapping of one’s fingers to the rhythm of these very lines
Pondering if this truly is what it defines
As the pen scratches over that sheet of paper
Until the rhyme is finally to the liking of its shaper
And when asked why he wrote that simple little piece
If he thought about writing it or if it was just a simple caprice
He smiles as he gives an answer to which everybody will agree
’’I do it simply because it brings out the best in me.’’
My smileMy smile was once so easy,My smile2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a thing of joy and pride,
but over these years of darkness,
the ease has slowly died.
I find it's no longer truth,
but simply a lying mask.
It hides away the misery,
the hauntings of my past.
I refuse to look at pictures.
I see what others ignore.
The uneasiness of my smile.
How it has turned into a chore.
Will I ever truly smile,
with joy, pride, and truth,
or will I never know a smile?
Will it die with the rest of my youth?
Please, i wish to laugh,
to smile without a care,
but I'm not good enough for this,
and I guess that is fair.
Little!Russia x Little!Reader- RiversideLittle!Russia x Little!Reader- Riverside3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Little!Russia x Little!Reader
Near the outskirts of a deep forest, there lies a crystal clear river. It had shining little pebbles beneath the surface. Despite it's beautiful appearance, it had a dangerous current. It was very fast and strong.
One sunny morning, a little girl with long (h/c) braids went down to the river. She had just seen her parents argue with each other. Her father's face had gone red out of anger, and her mother shouted bad words at the girl's father. Scared, the little girl runs away from her house. Her parents didn't even notice the little girl run towards a forest, since they were both too occupied with their argument.
The little girl kneeled down near the edge of the river. She inhaled the fresh air emmited by the forest. It was slightly humid, but was also a nice cold temperature. The girl slightly twitched when she heard a twig crack near her. She turned around thinking it was her parents. She was surprised to see a little boy about the s
Dead!Russia x Dark and Insane!Reader - revengeDead!Russia x Dark and Insane!Reader - revenge3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Things would never be the same without him anymore ... I miss his smile... I miss how he used to just cuddle with me every morning and say 'I love you' out of nowhere... I miss everything about him and all the crazy things we used to do together...
"Russia,what are you doing there? It's not safe to stand up alone in a dark alley..." I said as I approached him, only to hear quiet sobs from him. I placed my palm on his back, patting him a bit.
" No one loves me (y/n)....Everyone treats me as an outcast...Everyone hates me!Everyone thinks I'm a monster!I hate everyone here!" He said loudly, making me flinch a bit, but I felt so sad for him. Russia was really sweet and kind ... he has been a very helpful man to our neighbours , and yet they do him wrong,breaking Russia's heart. All he wanted was for people to stop bothering his life and just accept him in the society...
"Russia, Don't you ever say that no one loves you! And don't say your a monster caus
Sin of Every ColorYou are sparkling grime amongst clovers of diamond dust. There are meadows of good luck, four-leafed emeralds parading envy like a jewel. It is among this snake skin grass in which your glittering generosity seduced me into gluttony and jealousy.Sin of Every Color5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It is here. Where the citrus sunsets injured my scenery. Every desire a bruise blooming from violent petals, patches of violet smudged beneath rose-quartz membranes. This is my garden, every abrasion quilted to the soiled surface.
It. It grows still, deeper everyday. Rainbow roots with every kind of hate you could ever feel. It drips like a multichromatic cancer, poisoning me with nutrition and pigments I'd rather not notice.
And if you were to paint me, my blood would have too many colors to show.
You are polished value on the canvas of every warped Picasso perception. You are meadows of unbearable lust offering patches of lilac grass only to
Just Imagine, You're All AloneJust imagine, you're all alone,Just Imagine, You're All Alone2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Left in the world on your own.
To fend for yourself, find your smile,
Yes, find it, it's been quite awhile.
You can't breathe, you're being suffocated,
The world is too much to bear, you need to be relocated.
Another place, smaller, much smaller,
You can do it, there, you'll feel so much taller.
Gain your confidence, no it's been shattered, just hide,
One day you'll be able to say that you have your pride.
Pride beyond compare, you can do anything,
Is doing anything the right thing?
The kids shouting "YOLO," adults shouting "Carpe Diem!"
Wishing you could do the same, begging, pleading.
You can, dig deep, I know you can,
You were once stronger, once a better man.
Don't let them take you over, don't you dare concede,
Is this what you want? Is this what you need?
No, this is not what I want.
Who are you to say you're the one to flaunt?
It's my turn, you've played long enough,
I know this is hard, for me it is rough.
I have to put you away, it's time to go,
GoodbyeI wrote this poemGoodbye1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I have
a steady foundation
under my feet,
to give me
to stop leaning
when I am
It’s hard to accept
but it wasn't
what you desired
when you said
being raised on
of women who
speak like angels
and look like porn,
taught you that
there was something
that would explain
all of my
Why else would you
and look disappointed
when I simply bled
Despite being naïve
I seem to
know how to ruin
more than you
will ever know
how to break
Despite being naïve
let you in
there’s one thing
about this world,
and maybe it will
off of your face
Dark!Russia X Reader - PainThere was a massive headache crushing your body. He had hit you again. He promised he wouldn't but he did. He did and the wounds were deep. What exactly had you done you didn't know.Dark!Russia X Reader - Pain3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lithuania shoke nervously while trying to clean and wrap your wounds. He knew exactly what you were going through. Russia had took your country and forced you to marry him, seeing as weak as you were you had just no other choice. But very often he got violent and suddenly you were the cause of all his problems.
One more tear fell as the would was being cleaned.
-__________, p-please, don't move... - he carefully took the tear from your eyes.
The way stronger man treated you like a punchbag. Your weak self made it feel even worse, because it hurt more. Not just your body, but your heart. Why marrying someone just to make them in pain?!
He seemed to have broke your arm this time. Why didn't you just accepted everyone's advice and stay as far as you could from him?! They warned you. You didn't
Dark!England x Reader: Do You Love Me?Dark!England x Reader: Do You Love Me?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a normal, cloudy day in your life and you were driving to meet Arthur in his house. He told you that he wanted to just chat for awhile, figuring that you didn't have anything to do you agreed. You knocked on his door and waited patiently.
"Oh hello love, come in." He said in his cute British accent.
"Hey Artie. So what do you wanna chat about?"
"Actually (Name) I have to tell you something." He said sounding serious.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Okay here it goes, (Name)...I l-love you..." Your eyes widened. No, you actually didn't like Arthur back. But hell, you didn't like anyone in that way. The silence in the room made Arthur get the idea. Suddenly his voice turned darker. "Well I guess I need to do plan B."
Arthur pounced on to you kissing you on your neck repeating "I love you." many times.
"ARTHUR STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"If I can't get you to say I love you I'll try different methods." He stated while he started to take off your clothes.
You quickly pushed him off with all of y
Bodyguard!RussiaXFamous!Reader~ I'll Protect YouBodyguard!RussiaXFamous!Reader~ I'll Protect You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You often thought about what had happened in your life to lead you to where to this moment. You were a young, powerful senator who was leading the charge towards world peace. This put you on the hit list of many terrorist groups. You definitely weren’t the young girl from (hometown) anymore.
It was because of the constant threats on your life, and the nagging of your advisors, that you hired a bodyguard.
“An unfortunately attractive bodyguard,” you thought.
Ivan Braginski was tall and strong. He had light hair and violet eyes. He was also one of the most intimidating men you had ever seen. Hence why he made the perfect bodyguard.
You pulled your (h/c) hair into a tight bun and smoothed out your pencil skirt. Letting out a breath, you walked out of your home and into the backseat of the black car that was waiting for you. You busied yourself with papers and such, trying to avoid looking at the man next to you.
“Good morning, Miss (lastname),” Ivan sa
My Little Sunflower. Dark!RussiaxReaderToday Was a normal day. nothing more. A new Kid moved into town, his name was Ivan. Lots of people disliked him you weren't sure why but he was lonely,My Little Sunflower. Dark!RussiaxReader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just then Out of the blue you get knocked over.
"Sorry, I'm new here da?" You looked up to see the new kid. He was very tall and looked like someone you shouldn't mess with.
"No problem! It happens right? I'm _________ Nice to meet you." He smiled
"Nice to meet you too da, I'm Ivan. I like you already Sunflower." You blushed a little bit 'Its just a nickname relax' you smiled.
After class You met up with Ivan, who was actually in your class.
"I have to go, bye Sunflower." He smiled then he walked away. You felt happy that he finally had a friend. And even better You were there to be his friend. You weren't sure how your Step Brother, Alfred Felt about it. Alfred Is kinda uh- racist he calls Ivan "Commie Bastard" which you thought was mean but What could you do about it? You shrugged as you went to your next class.
Art Trade: Dark!Russia X ReaderNotes:Art Trade: Dark!Russia X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
-This is an art trade for a chibi of my Hetalia OC ^^ I hope you all enjoy xD And it's a little short, but I did decide it would be a drabble ^^
*I do not own Hetalia, the characters, or you! I only own the plot!*
How long had it been since you noticed the odd, bulky shadow started following you from your place at work to your once-safe home? How long had it been inside your house, watching your every move? How long would it be before you discovered who it really was?
Another day at work completed, another walk through the park and nearby street in the setting sun. You couldn't wait to get home and rest your throbbing feet, propping the burning soles upon a footrest to ease the pain. Just the thought made you smile warmly, quickening your pace as you excitedly walked home, dismissing the fear of being followed.
Upon entering the door, you felt a peculiar presence, like someone was inside the house once again. It had begun to seem like a normal routine after two weeks o
Dark!EnglandxReader - SeptemberI can't rememberDark!EnglandxReader - September3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What happened in September
When everything is gone
When it's dark and I'm alone
The sun was just rising over a recently destroyed town. Foundation of what was once houses stood gloomily while the corpses of men, woman, and children lay to rot to the elements. Slowly, a body moved. Hidden by a dark cloak, the body stood up and let out a low groan. The hood fell away, revealing a head of ragged blond hair. A pair of forest green eyes scanned the remains of the town.
"W-what happened?" He asked in the empty town, his mind completely blank. He began to walk around, curiosity getting him.
It's been forever
Since I could have remembered
Where the hell is everybody
I just want to know the story
Of what happened right before
I became so alone.
He glanced to a building that set on fire before his eyes, something started it but nobody was running out of the house, nobody was running to quell the blaze.
"Perhaps everybody is dead." He thought mildly to himsel
Dark!CanadaxReader requestYou tried to pull away from the ropes binding you, twisting your hands until they burned. The steel back of the chair was cold, yet soothing to the gashes on your back. His footsteps echoed through the room as he came down the stairs.Dark!CanadaxReader request3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How had this all happened? Why you?
Because you had fallen for his façade. And now he would make you suffer in return.
It was the middle of summer and you had to run errands for your boss. So, here you were in the cool Starbucks waiting for the coffee. You were in short shorts and a floral tank top.
No one was behind you in line, so the man behind the counter took his sweet time, to your dismay. It wasn't like you had any important work or anything. Your eyes wandered the shop to the only other man in the coffee house.
He was blonde, with wavy hair and a strange curl. His purple eyes gazed up to you, locking with your [e/c] eyes. He smiled innocently and waved. You checked on the man who was making the big order. He was still on the thir
CheaterI stare into a delicate perfectionCheater9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My eyes are begging for a sign of discretion
A melancholic expression overrules your face
My heartbeat increases at a steady pace
A silver hand determines our fate it seems
And this will only occur to end in a dream
But if I woke up would I hardly wait?
Would my eyes devour a beautiful trait?
And did I see you belonging to the snow?
Did you ever think about saying no?
I sought out to see the sunrise.
All I saw was a selfish demise.
Now tell me, tell me so?
Did you think, did you think I didn't know?
Russia X Reader“When can you come home?” asked a pleading Russia.Russia X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“You heard what the doctor said,” you reminded him, “not for another three weeks. Until they are sure.”
“Da, but I want you home now.” You were confined to bed in the local hospital due to the fact you had a weak heart. You had it ever since you were a small child and Russia had taken care of you even before then.
You laughed, he sounded like a little kid again, “Well you’ll just have to wait.”
You both sat in silence, but it was a soothing quiet. There were no sounds, expect the humming of the machines, in the room. It lasted for a while, until he broke it by asking, "(Y/n), is there anything you want?”
“Anything I want?” you asked smiling. “What more could I possibly want? I have you, that’s enough isn’t it?”
“I suppose,” he said sadly, ”but you never think of anything for yourself da? I wanted to do something