Escape the AsylumEscape the Asylum2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jeff sighed angrily. He was disappointed with himself. A few days prior he had been captured when attempting to murder someone; he now sat in a padded cell bound with a strait jacket. He didn’t like having to sit still, he wanted to go out and see others bleed. They would pay. They would all pay.
Jeff didn’t know where he was, but he knew that he was not in the same town that he had been captured in. He hoped the others knew where he was, he was sick of this place. Jeff kicked the wall angrily.
An alarm went off outside of his cell. Jeff turned his head to look at the door. Maybe someone tried to escape and idiotically set off the alarm.
“Idiot.” He scoffed under his breath, even though he himself couldn’t figure out how to escape.
* * *
“Hey what happened!? Where’s the security breach!?” A guard ran into the security room. He glared at the one sitting on the chair watching the monitors. He had heard that there was someone new working
Ode to BrasOh bra, dear bra,Ode to Bras2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
such close friends we are.
Never straying by my side,
never going far.
But bra, dear bra,
I must confess it this day:
At times you can be painful,
and my skin tends to flay.
Oh bra, dear bra,
why must you be so conflicting?
Meant to hold up females modestly,
yet force us into awkward itching.
So bra, dear bra,
I am afraid I must ask:
For being such a wondrous garment,
why must you be such an ass?
Oh bra, dear bra,
so tenacious around our chests.
Would it kill your rigid fabric
to alleviate our suffering breasts?
Yes bra, dear bra,
I mean my words today.
Kindly stop your aches and pains
or a dirty game I'll be forced to play.
Oh bra, dear bra,
I wish it this truth to not be so.
If only you were reasonable
and rid us of our feminine woe.
Five baby kittens, a momma, and me.Five baby kittens, a momma, and me.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Today I got a message from my mom on my phone, it was a picture four baby kittens in a cardboard box.
I was gushing with cuteness, while I had my grandma take me over there ASAP so I could see the baby kittens. Come to find out, they where hiding under some leaves my mom was raking up and was discovered accidentally. Their mother had ran away as soon as my mom got close, leaving the kittens in our hands. We kept them in the box, keeping them company for a while. Once I was done cooing over them, I looked up and saw the mother from a distance. I picked up the box of the mewling kittens, and took them to the shade. The mother watched as I picked up the loudest kitten and sat him beside the box, and I slowly stepped away hoping she would come and get him. But then, my dad drove by on the four-wheeler (-__-); spooking the mom and causing her to run to the side of a small collapsed barn. I moved the box to near the barn, and again proceeded to taking out the loudest kitten and setting him b
Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.Well...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
Cut-Off Line - Ashe - English LyricsCleaned away all these faded stainsCut-Off Line - Ashe - English Lyrics4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That my soul could not erase
The design of the dotted line
That my finger slowly traced
It's so easy to cry and I've
Never had to force any tears
So, it's safe to just cut away
Before thought can interfere
This burning in me lasted, filling my veins
The sun beneath the clouds continued my way
But then it gleamed in front of me
Like a star it dropped and blocked my vision
Simple yet unfinished
Love is a palette mixed
With colors I have never known
Folded it up and watched it fall
A crumpled mess of everything
Even if it's "not my problem"
And though I try to hide it deep within my heart
The tears in my eyes amount to lies
And cut away into another day
To let go of this aching soul
That I stole away so deep
Quietly, I began to speak
As I strained to find the key
I'd created my own charade
And a world that I'd concieved
All the colors began to run
In this lie that I believed
I gave away the bags
I'd filled with regret
I threw away the thoughts
That I th
Don't TryDon't Try4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't try to save me
I promise you
It won't work
Don't try to help me
It'll be alright
All I need from you
Is to place it back
In my shaky fingers
And hold me while I bleed
Please don't try
To rescue me
Just help me
Make it hurt
I've been so cold
For much too long
I need some warmth
To feel it run down my arm
I say I don't need help
I can get myself out
But I can't without
A little silver help
I want to feel
Only two things
Blood and blades on my arm
And someones arms around me
Too bad I only
And I promise
It's not your arms
I'm Soaring NowI'm Soaring Now3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm Soaring Now
This is a different level of fear
It's wounding my truth and morality
It's strong enough to bring me here
On the edge of life- peering over to serenity
It's not impossible to grasp
But it's typical to assume
The last breath is the fact
That after death- peace will follow soon
Countless flashing memories
Ready to be set free
From this skin of...treachery
My scars peel off
Erased from my sight
The remains become soft
So this is what...innocence feels like
Destiny is somehow connected
Fate deems to be natural
The circle of the two is perfected
The beginning to the end is...peaceful
I offer and accept my own form of mercy
Before I miss out on forgiving the vulnerable side of me
Splitting and fusing fragments of calming memories
I would like to believe my life was somehow worthy
My tears have aligned wi
My Nirvana: a Song for KurtMy Nirvana: a Song for Kurt3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Beautiful blond hair, blowing in the breeze
Beautiful blue eyes, like an icy freeze
You're frozen in time, ooh ooh ooh
When I look at you, beauty's what I see
Though you weren't perfect, you're perfect to me
A hero of mine, ooh ooh ooh
You were more than just a singer of songs
More than what others see through you
Though your life burned out before mine began
I feel connected to you
You're my Nirvana, my state of true bliss
You are my hero, it's you that I miss
Full of teen spirit, a flower in bloom
Locked in a heart-shaped box, no living room
All in all his all we are, all apologies
You've helped teach me who I am, who to be
You were more than just a singer of songs
More than what others could see
You were an artist of words and of music
A captive soul, finally free
Still my Nirvana, my state of true bliss
A reluctant hero, the one that I miss
My Nirvana, ooh ooh ooh
It's a cruel world, ooh ooh ooh
But it's better to burn out than fade away
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You're my Nirva
a poem for that one guy -edit-Roses are reda poem for that one guy -edit-2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue
If I ever go down
You’re coming too.
Tell all those secrets
Tell all those lies.
Our friendship fades, and slowly dies.
I tried my best
to be your friend.
but I guess all good things come to an end.
A hug or two ago,
you used to rock me to and fro.
Every time you walked by, I was speechless
Every time you spoke I was breathless
Every time we touched I was helpless.
I was trying to make you mine
But I guess I ran out of time.
Aren Bestiary: Of The CatAren Bestiary: Of The Cat2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Cats have been kept as pets for so long, it is no longer known for certain where they were domesticated. There are many species of wild cats living in different parts of Aren, but some of these may have either crossbred with domestic cats or in fact be domesticated cats gone feral. A mural in the temple of King Sejathma of Quilian dating back to before the Dragon Wars depicts two cats: the other is killing a rat and the other sits in the lap of the queen. They were also highly regarded by the Dazmars of Ardasea, as is evidenced by cat statues found in the "Cities of Sand" such as Zokkur, which was abandoned at least 10 000 years ago.
It appears that cats were domesticated by the elder races when they begun farming the land and storing their harvest in granaries, lured in by rats and mice, which means cats may have been living alongside human races for many thousands of years before the first written record. The most likely scenario is that the cat was domesticated in the ancient kingdo
FriendYou say you are my “friend”Friend2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But what exactly is a “friend?”
By the definition in which I read
That is not how you relate to me
You yell and scream at me
That’s all you ever seem to want to do
And I can’t seem to find
The strength to fight back
You blame me for your pain
You blame me for your suffering
When you are the one who shreds me to pieces inside
While I sit there and take it
What have I done to you?
Why won’t you leave me alone?
You follow me all day
And all night I hear your
How can you blame me
For everything bad that has happened to you?
And even then
If those words, unlike most, are true
Is that really an excuse?
You complain about how hard your life is
And I try to understand
Every day it’s a different story
One day your mother died in a car crash
The next she has cancer
Then a fatal pregnancy complication
You say your father’s a drunk
He died in the war
reflectMy reflection was pressed gentlyreflect2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into your hands, a wavering reminder,
kaleidoscope tongues—you are so beautiful,
my fingers are too imperfect to trace the
moon across your back,
black mirrors will guide us
when the sun turns her face
and oceans fold into our bodies,
someday, I promise I’ll fix you.
Yoga Pants TGYoga Pants TG3 years ago in Settings More Like This
My friends and I walked home from school after yet another day of being pushed around by the popular students. All three of us hated admitting it but we were losers and everyday we suffered because of it.
"Why do people do this?" asked David as we walked down the street.
"It's just the way of life," responded Nathan, "it happens in every school."
"Yeah but why? I just don't understand."
"Who cares?" I said, "The fact is that we are unpopular and there is nothing we can do about it."
We continued walking until David noticed something new along our route. "What's that shop over there, I don't think I've ever seen that before."
"Me neither, " Nathan and I replied in unison.
All three of us crossed the road and entered this new place.
As I walked in the place immediately felt weird to me, as if there was some strange presense filling the room. We started to look around, seeing what kind of stuff this place had. For a new shop we had never seen before it had a pretty thick sheet of dust all
OrangeWhen the planes hit the World Trade CenterOrange2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on September 11th, 2001, I was sitting
in my grandparents' kitchen,
fluorescent lights flickering above
and the sweet smell of citrus wafting
from my hands. I was eating an orange, balancing
it between my fingers like a miniature world
that could come crashing down, catching
the drops that would fall if I squeezed
too hard. After the planes hit,
fire fighters attempted to catch
the people who jumped after their fluorescent
lights had exploded
out and the only brightness came
from the flames licking at the bones
of those already consumed, and the only
thing they could inhale were the ashes.
Sometimes I wonder if any of them were eating
an orange at 8:46 A.M. too. Maybe they had slept
in, hit the snooze one too many times
and the only thing they had time to grab
was an orange. Maybe
they weren’t eating an orange,
or even thinking about one,
but perhaps it was the last color
they saw as the blazing inferno engulfed them,
splintered in on it
They Watch UsThey Watch Us:They Watch Us3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perched high upon the mountains;
With wings as black as night.
They watch us in the hour,
Before darkness turns to light.
I've seen them in my visions;
In dreams they come and go,
But the things they seem to tell me
I guess nobody should know...
I've seen children that are buried,
Beneath a frozen lake.
A maiden sits there weeping;
Her heart is soon to break.
The crows flutter downward,
A noose amongst their hands.
They take the maiden away,
To a dark and distant land.
And even if I follow -
Even if I try...
I'll simply end up buried,
Where the frozen children lie.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th November 2012
You are the SunlightYou are the Sunlight2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It started off like this
When I gave you that first kiss
It took you by surprise
And made me close my eyes
I won’t lie, I was scared
As you stopped and stared
I couldn’t even breathe
But then you kissed me
It shattered all our fear
And made our love clear
My feelings only grew
But inside I always knew
The time you fell from the swing
From the first time I heard you sing
The first time you held my hand
I was so nervous I couldn’t stand
Even though I can’t cook
You still give me that look
My hearts melts every time
Reminding me how you’re mine
You’re the ending to my story
And the happiness that I keep
My life is never boring
And why I’m peaceful as I sleep
I love you with all my might
I love you with my entire soul
You’re the love that’s always right
And the love I can’t control
You’re the reason why I fight
You’re the reason for my laughter
You’re the everlasting light
You’re my happily
Mommy's Suicide Mom... Did you just...Mommy's Suicide2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pills and whiskey down her throat
As she slowly stumbles down the stairs.
Through her cries and regret
She begins crashing into walls.
"Call 911!" I yell, as I begin holding my mother
After she collapsed, her head hitting the floor.
I hear police sirens outside our home.
My sister runs through the front door in fear.
The paramedics begin asking her things
That she barely knew the answer to.
"What's your name?"
"Do you know where you are?"
And most importantly..
"Why did you do it?"
"I didn't want to bother her anymore."
Say you willSay you will follow me.Say you will4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Say you will stand by my side.
Watch for my
In the sands
Say you will care.
Say you will always be there.
When I leave
I'll leave no regrets.
Come with me
To the end of the world.
Say you will understand.
Say you are okay.
I love you.
So don't judge me
When I have
To leave so soon.
Say you will come with me.
Say you will never leave.
How I loved you
How I lived
And how I was here.
Say it's okay.
Say you won't cry when I'm gone.
When I'm gone,
I won't be gone forever.
I'll live on in your heart,
And your memories.
Say you love me.
Say you will never forget me.
AngerThe one emotion I always will lackAnger4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never felt as far as I look back
People have always said
That I would rather them dead
Am I the only one that can see
Angry is one thing I'll never be
Anger is something I can act
But never truly feel thats a fact
It goes against my lifetime vow
Even when I take my final bow
It will never be anything more
Then something I've never felt before
The Love of Brutus"I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him " Mark Antony, Julius Caesar, III, ii, ShakespeareThe Love of Brutus5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Doctor sat, barefoot in a wasteland, clutching a skull, belonging to someone he did not know it didn't matter, the symbol of death was enough.
The fact he'd taken his shoes off was strange enough, rarely did he indulge the impulse to squeeze his toes into the ground of another world and feel its soil on his skin and that impulse was not answered today either. He sat leaned against the TARDIS, skull tight in his hand, feet propped up. He'd taken his shoes off almost as a form of humility, the need to feel lowly.
So he sat on this desolate world in silence. It was dark and cool and gloomy. Nothing had lived here for thousands of years and there was now only the blue-grey dust and rocks, jagged cliffs surrounding, enclosing him where the sun had burnt away anything that had once lived here.
"Oh, that this too, too solid flesh would melt " h
What You Can't RememberWhat You Can't Remember:What You Can't Remember3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You know that something's wrong inside
But you will try to hide it.
Far away from prying eyes;
You say you don't remember...
What is this memory inside.
You feel like you've forgotten.
A part of you decides;
To say you don't remember...
How long will you deny
The bitter truth behind it.
The day you lost yourself;
But now you can't remember...
When first you took away the mask
And looked back at the mirror.
You thought you saw another man;
But you simply don't remember...
The times when you were not yourself
When you forced yourself upon her.
It was a day like this;
But now you won't remember...
The past is locked away for good;
Now hide it with a key.
Smile and carry on in life;
In time you won't remember...
"It's easy to forget a monster..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th April 2012