Digital Hugs. I was going to end my life. I was gonna take a razor, and slide it deep into my wrists. But I was saved. By something so unbelievable, by someone so powerful. By someone I would never forget. They call him online thehero1, but I'll forever call him my savior..Digital Hugs.7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
**** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
Logging in to Savvy Nights online chat..
Connecting to a random stranger..
thehero1: What's up?
thehero1: Are you okay?
SaveMe: No, not at all.
thehero1: Can you tell me what's wrong?
SaveMe: What isn't?
thehero1: Me. If somethings bothering you, you should tell someone. Even a complete stranger can help.
SaveMe: Wow, sounds total cliche.
thehero1: Then humor me on your issues.
SaveMe: My father is hitting
KH Hunger GamesIn reminder that the Capitol may do as we please, for the 50th Hunger Games a sibling of a past tributes who died in the arena or past winners will be sent this year.KH Hunger Games4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This can't be real. My mother and father haves already lost my older sister, Penelo to the capitol and now they not only have me at risk but also my little sister Ashe.
My name is Namine Kazue. I am 15 years old and live in district 10 of Panem. I live with my father and my mother. I have my little sister Ashe who is 12. The most tragic thing that has happened to my family? Losing Penelo. She was so close to wining...a boy named Zack killed her though...they were the last two so he won...how I wish a sibling of his would go into the arena....I can't help but have a bad feeling about these Hunger games...
My Name is Terra Daichi. I'm 19 years old and I live in district 10. My older sister, Fang, is a victor of The Games. I've never seen my mother more torn apart then when my sister was reaped. S
DysfunctionalDysfunctional 7/1/14Dysfunctional1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am an only child but I wasn't a lonely one.
Some days I think it would've been
better to have had a younger
brother or sister to torture
and somehow be an example to.
Funny how younger
siblings are like puppies.
Always coming back for more -
with adoration oozing from their pores.
At what age do they halt seeking
attention or acceptance?
Love is always there regardless
of how we treat each other, right?
I find the family dynamic unparalleled.
How can you fiercely love and hate
someone so completely at the same time?
And so it goes with ties that bond.
"I won't speak to you for 30 years!" Who says that?
There is no logic in the twisted web of blood.
I find no solace in my past.
Snippets of joy sprinkled into
buckets of pain.
Even still, I have learned over
the years to forgive.
For my own sanity and for
the sake of my possible
future family - Or I will be destined
to repeat the demented cycle.
Perhaps it doesn't matter and
all families share some cruel genetics.
The climbing roses.in the furthest reaches,The climbing roses.6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'neath graying limbs and high walls
you could run and discover,
where no key fit,
a door to another hall ...
age, she knew none,
love, she was not giving,
laughter she gave, always forgiving.
nimble like water,
friendly to most
but blink and she was gone
swifter than a kite on the coast.
taller than trees, ageless and old
blushing, blooming, climbing
she never knew the winter's cold
she hid her home
in the land between the beech trees
and the graying walls
and she came and went whenever she pleased.
beware her thorns,
behold her beauty,
when she offers you friendship,
take it and swear by it, absolutely.
she knows no boundaries
she has no limits,
there is nothing to hold her back,
no manner of beast, human, or spirit.
Anything For Love - Ch11Anything For Love - Ch116 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Anything For Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the characters from Pokemon in this story.
Warning: Minor swearwords and some violence
A/N: When talking and/or around the guys, I'll be using "Mickey/him" but from time to time reference of just herself, I'll be using "Misty/her". Unless she is "Cousin Misty"…hopefully not too confusing XD
Main Characters Ages:
Chapter 11: Third Year of Valentine's Day A Charm?
** Few Days Later – Sunday Evening – Dorm Room #320 **
Returning from their play-day at a park, Gary raised an eyebrow at Misty when he closed the door. Only because Misty had excitedly jumped out from the bathroom with no suitcase in hand, as he received the same treatment from her. She had raised a brow at him because of how much he and Umbreon were covered in dirt. But before she could ask about their 'adventure', Gary had stripped his blue-violet shir
Please (Don't) Hate MeIf I told you a liePlease (Don't) Hate Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it made you smile
Would it still be a sin?
If I opened the door
But turned you away
Would you still come in?
If I sliced my skin
But it didn't hurt
Would it still be wrong?
If I acted all brave
But couldn't face it
Would I still be strong?
If I tied my noose
Around a tree's open arms
Would it be an embrace?
If I left tonight
And begged you stay
Would you still give chase?
If I committed sin
But hurt nobody
Would I be welcome above?
If I do something you hate
But only for your good
Could it still be true love?
Flesh is a privilege. Why are there tallies on your wrist?Flesh is a privilege. 8 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I had to find a way to leave...I had to find a exit.
So you cut into yourself?
Yes, I did...
But you understand this won't do any good.
Will you please stop judging me? So many people do already, and it just leads to more and more scars.
I'm not the one judging you. You're judging yourself.
What? What is that supposed to mean?
Because you're judging yourself, you are hurting yourself. You worry about your hair, your style, your weight, and what others will think. You're judging yourself more than we are.
So it's all my fault..
Will you leave me alone?
No, too many people have. I want to be there for you.
Why are you helping me..? No one has ever helped me, and if you think you are, then you are completely wrong.
Because I was once in your shoes..
Wait...Are those scars? You cut..?
*Aloe Vera**Aloe Vera*2 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Green Aloe Vera
Healed by nature's miracle
OutsiderDid you ever fit in?Outsider3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You tried to.
No one could say you didn't try
but you possessed something the others didn't have.
A conscience worth listening to,
intelligence and empathy, a knowing that came from deep within.
Actually that's the reason
you seemed older than all the rest.
Those childish and silly, always willing to do stupid things,
they would say you're missing out on life
but then what sort of life do they have, with their false friends,
who tend to vanish into thin air if really needed.
Yes you did try
but who's to say their way is correct.
Stay true to yourself,
it's better on the outside.
Written by Suzanne Karbach 5th April 2015
Solitude Heart Petals, chrysanthemum, whisper on zephyrSolitude Heart 2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kissing her hand, clutching her memories,
Orbital snowflakes caress idle heather
And there she lies
Tormented and demented - she cries.
For what is love when it conflicts the heart?
On My MindI can't help it.On My Mind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hear your laugh.
I can smell your skin.
I can see your smile when I close me eyes.
I can't help it.
I can feel your arms around me.
I can taste the sweetness of the kiss i imagine is yours.
I just can't help it!
England x Reader x 2P!England : Wonderland - P.7England x Reader x 2P!England : Wonderland - P.73 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Hey, [Name] could I talk to you alone for a minute?" Arthur asked
You looked up at him. It was hard to see him because it had gotten dark and he decided that there would be a good spot to set up camp for the night. Hatter was fast asleep and snoring loudly. The poor maniac tired himself out from running around so much. Arthur looked tired, too but he didn't seem to care
"Ok, sure" You said confused
He took you to one side and you had a feeling that he was going to ask you about Hatter. It was inevitable, really. Arthur was eventually going to notice
"[Name] wh-why are you going to so far for the Darker Me?" He asked
Yep, he was bound to ask you why you were showing Hatter kindness well, there was always the simple answer or the one that would smash his heart
"Well he's a part of you. He deserves to be treated like a human being, just as much as you do, Arthur" You said, fidgeting
Simple answer and it was unavoidable that Arthur w
Germany x Italy - HalloweenGermany x Italy HalloweenGermany x Italy - Halloween4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Germany could not find a conclusion, despite his best efforts. He could have been somewhere anywhere else at that moment, whether it be in his office filing documents or at his house eating wurst. And yet he was here, sitting on that same couch beside that same Italian, as usual, except that the Italian was wearing a Halloween costume this time some wolf ears and a stripy t-shirt with a love heart on it. He had no idea why he was there though, and no idea why he was even questioning it. He sighed in frustration at himself for not relaxing and instead trying to work out every little minor detail of every little minor event in his life. He glanced over at Italy who was staring at the bowl of candy on the coffee table with intent glimmering in his chocolate orbs. He had been sitting like that for quite some time, being considerably still for Italy despite sitting up to glance longingly at the door before settling back into his slumped
Cruel World The podium was in the middle of the stage.Cruel World 2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ten guards were stationed around it.
Five on the right, five on the left.
They wore padded black outfits that held little nasty treats if you wanted to get rowdy.
The sun in the sky was sinking in the horizon, and the golden colors were dripping down the blue like a paint streak on a wall.
A large crowd of a thousand or so people were gathered.
The politician who created this event was no where to be seen, but it wasn't yet the time to view them.
The world was in despair, mourning the loss of America's children.
A man with death in his hands blasted them into oblivion.
Five education districts.
Completely wiped out.
That's what the thousand were crowding around that podium for.
The harsh reality.
The cold awakening.
The sun finally went into hiding, and the stars started to orb into existence.
The politician walked onto stage with their solemn look, and stood at the podium.
The sobs and fire-filled chattering stop
Got me smiling.The air plays the notes of a grand piano,Got me smiling.5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the ground erupts with the tapping of a drum,
my face lifts like a kite snared in the wind,
I have finally made it,
you finally got me smiling.
The state of my heartOnce full of life and love, adorned with wings,The state of my heart6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
now a vast wasteland between my heart strings.
Widening as time ticks on,
cracked and dry, almost numb.
No longer carefree, void of how to feel,
in an abandoned desert, life has no appeal.
Under the surface it's still beating, somehow going on,
as predictable as the day begins with the rising of the sun.
The time ticks on, days become years,
no rains fall, just salty tears.
Only the heavens full of stars,
know the state of my broken heart.
Poetry by Suzanne Karbach Janunary 2015
Daylight Savings TimeIt was not spring when you diedDaylight Savings Time3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
though I wish it was.
In this grief I am selfish
tossed upon the memory pyre
but I was always the first
at least, you told me so.
Shortest breaths follow our longest days,
you said, smiling
but we both knew this world was
for the both of us.
You sighed, and became an echo on the horizon
our destinies before us:
I rise, youthful
in the east
you set, eternal
ImmortalityI was just your average everyday guy,Immortality3 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
who liked an occasional drink with friends
and maybe watch a football match,
Sometimes bad things happen and now I am immortal!
cos since my passing, my memory's been kept alive,
by the sweetest and most loving gal
who I was blessed to call my wife.
She's proved this with every beat of her heart,
everything she makes, paints, writes and all her art.
Each time she speaks my name and each lonely tear she cries,
I know I was so dearly loved, my memory won't die.
There must be no greater tribute, after being laid to rest,
being made immortal is 'Love' at its best.
Honey I want you to know this too,
I'll wait for you above.
I'm sorry that it broke your heart,
this I swore, I'd never do.
I pray that you will find some peace,
that your broken heart will mend
But honey while keeping me immortal,
you might miss your happy end.
poetry by Suzanne Karbach
QUESTION REALITYDid you fall,QUESTION REALITY5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
into a dream
pray for memy body is a prison,pray for me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i'm holding the key in my hands.
freedom is potentially right there.
but i'm too afraid to open this lock.
this is stockholm syndrome at its finest.
Christmas Caroling: Hetalia x ReaderCold. That was your first thtought when you stepped outside. The sun had gone down some time ago, and now fluffy white flakes of snow floated down from the ink black sky, blotting out the moon entirely. The street lamps gave off a hazy light, glowing through the snow. You stood, watching your breath curl in tiny whisps of hot air and catching snowflakes on your tongue. It was Christmas Eve. Tomorrow you would celebrate Christmas with your family. Tonight, however, was a different story.Christmas Caroling: Hetalia x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"______!" A familiar Italian voice yelled, shortly followed by a pair of arms wrapping around you from behind. "Boun Natale!"
You giggled, hugging your friend back. "Merry Christmas to you too, Feli."
"Oui! Feliciano! Stop squishing the ragazza!" Another Italian voice chided, followed shortly by a spanish one.
"Aw~ Lovi! Don't be such a scrooge."
"Don't call me that!"
You turned, giggling and trying to dislodge Feli's arms from you. "Hey guys!" You greeted.
EnlightenmentWe fight for no reasonEnlightenment7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leading the war
Blinded by lies
We keep moving on
Who will see the truth?
Who'll give it to us?
Open your eyes but keep your heart shut
No one is out there, just ghosts from the past
We still fight for no reason
Continue this war
With closed eyes but with the truth in our hearts
We allow the ghosts to hunt our past