A poem full of hope and thanksA poem full of hope and thanks.A poem full of hope and thanks3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Though with a depressed state of mind
And lack of enthusiasm
I do have much to be thankful for
Though none is thankful for me.
And even though I am not appreciated for what I am.
I look forward to being appreciated for what I will become.
I'm thankful for the persistence I've created for myself to push on in this
Hard time I've stumbled into.
I'm thankful for the hope in my heart that everything will get better.
I'm thankful to know that someday I will be truly loved.
The magic in me shines bright with hope and endurance.
And that's what helps me push on
And I am very thankful for that.
The strength in my heart.
Runaway Soldier Ch.7I turned around, walked inside, and didn't cry another tear.Runaway Soldier Ch.73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was sad she was leaving. We all were. CC was the first to ask for a hug & the rest of the guys followed suit. I suddenly remembered she was wearing my jacket.
"You can keep the jacket kid."
We both smiled at each other & we all turned to leave. I felt bad leaving her...I think we all kinda hoped to see her again.
I told my parents & the cops the story. They took it easily & the cops left. They did warn me that they would be checking my attendance at school to make sure I wasn't skipping.
The cops left & I had to face my parents. After all the kids were asleep they went into my room & talked to me for a loooonnng time. I don't even want to think about it. The while time I was almost emotionless, I was still trying to accept the fact that I met BVB and now they were just gone.
After about 3 hours of lecturing, they left. I turned on Saviour from the new Set the World on Fire album that I had j
Captured - Ch. 1Captured - Ch. 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
There was barely any light coming through the cracks in the walls. There wasn't even much light coming through the metal bars of the small window in the tall, rusted metal door. It was a dark room and some might even describe it as spooky. Either way, it wasn't an empty room.
“Oh, my head,” mumbled Ashley, the man that was in the far corner by himself with his hands cuffed behind his back. He wore no shirt and shivered lightly to the bitter breeze that struck him without warning, breathing out through his mouth causing him to create a small cloud of grey that quickly disappeared a second later. He struggled and grunted for a moment before halting his movement, trying not to appear too alarmed by the situation.
“Ashley?” Another voice echoed quietly through the room which caused Ash to glance in the direction it came from. The voice was familiar but with such a fuzzy mind and impaired vision, he couldn't tell who it was. He blinked and squinted and finally found
Captured - Ch. 4Captured - Ch. 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
Almost every holding room that Andy was dragged by contained at least one person. He could hear them complaining, asking to be let out, requesting certain things and arguing with those they may have been put into a room with. He could hear familiar voices but at the same time, he honestly wasn't sure whether it could be his mind playing up or not. All he knew was that he somehow felt better knowing that it wasn't just his band that had been captured by these strange people. There were many other bands, and he was sure that they were not done capturing.
Eventually, they stopped and held him there at a stance. They began speaking Russian to each other. Andy just looked at them with a confused lost puppy expression before a scowl returned once again. They then opened a door to the left and chucked him in there, quickly closing it as he dropped onto the cold flooring. He landed on his side and quickly sat up to stare at the door. He stood up, walked forward and placed a hand on the door, t
Captured - Ch. 3Captured - Ch. 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
This place, this facility, it was run by many people and the age ranges of those employed within the establishment went from the age of fifteen to twenty-eight. There were more females than males and any males involved were likely over eighteen. They all had different jobs within the place and came from different countries. Some were even forced into the work, but they enjoyed it. They enjoyed every minute of it.
Down the hallway from where Jinxx, Ashley and CC remained, there was another door and opening that door created the view for another hallway. The walls of every hallway were pure white and the lighting was bright too, yet most rooms were decorated with the colour black everywhere and everyone who worked there wore black too. Down that other hallway though at the very end there was another door. It was a 'grooming room' and it was occupied by one band member. Also within that room were two females, one that had to be around the age of sixteen and the other nineteen.
The Runaway Soldier Ch.8"It's my greatest treasure."The Runaway Soldier Ch.83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day I woke up hugging a pillow. I remembered that girl...what was her name?...What was it?! Damn, this is will bother me until I find out.
I got up and grabbed some new clothes for the day. Pulling off my Batman Pajamas, I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans with my other hand. I heard a shower going and Ashley, Jake, and Jinxx were talking behind me. I walked around, looking for a shirt to wear. I spotted a dark grey, loose, tank top and a leather vest. I grabbed some leather gloves & was mostly ready. I went over to talk with the other guys.
They all replied back, "Morning!" I could tell something was bothering them.
"So..uh...do any of you remember that girl's name?"
Jake squinted his eyes a bit like he was thinking. Ash immediately answered, "I actually don't know..."
Jinxx thought for a few seconds, "Lia...her name is Lia...I heard her mom call her that."
I thought back and remembered.
Runaway Soldier Ch.9"Take care of my daughter. I'm putting a lot of trust in you."Runaway Soldier Ch.93 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I will," I said. Then i turned around and walked to the van. Turning the keys in the ignition I checked the time.
That had taken a lot longer than I thought.
Still had a few more hours to go.
After wandering around for a while, we finally found her school. We parked and looked at all the kids waiting to be picked up. After the crowd thinned out, we saw Lia standing there. She looked around and was listening to music, texting on her phone.
"There she is guys."
We all climbed out. I hit my head on the door frame.
Why am I so damn tall with my gazelle legs?
I heard Jake laughing. Then before I even knew it, CC was nearly knocked over by her. We all laughed, she had the brightest smile one her face. I noticed something.
"Still have my jacket on?"
She smiled at me. Her eyes twinkled with a childish joy.
"It's my greatest treasure."
We finally decided to go cause tr
Alone In The CrowdHelp me shed this cloak of confusionAlone In The Crowd3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And take me back to my home,
I'm tired of this seclusion
Slamming lies into all I've known.
I'm counting eternal hours
Numbers in nocturnal sleep.
The glass in which we shower
Can't hold back what you keep.
I want you to help me dream
And show me how to act.
From a river, into a stream;
What is it that I lack?
The gleam of your necklace
Reflects all of my want.
Is it because I was reckless?
Is it me that they haunt?
Ushered into an unwanted grave
Bound in chains, drowned in steel.
I was made into a social slave
And died as if I were not real.
Captured - Ch. 2Captured - Ch. 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
To call a place your home should be to call it your safe haven. Was this place a safe haven? No, and it was clear that the entire band was in danger, one in particular since he was no where to be seen. Was he dead or was he simply placed in another part of wherever the hell they were? Answers to such questions remain unknown.
The masked female folded her arms and looked over the four shivering men, smirking. She adjusted her demonic mask and snickered quietly to herself. She stood at about five foot three and from the sound of her voice, she was young. The guys had never laid eyes on her before, so they were extremely curious of her but also pretty wary. Jinxx was alarmed more than anything and shuffled closer on his knees.
“Who are you, why are we here and where's Andy?” He said sternly, staring up at the girl with those calm blue eyes of his. She stared back with her own then looked away, cackling quietly to herself.
“I am me and I believe Andrew's in the room next
AttentionMisha found America agreeable, for the most part there was the Boston traffic, but it wasn't as bad as Moscow's, and the food was overly rich and too abundant. But the people of the city were positively warm compared to the Spartan attitudes he knew, he hadn't had a single dollar stolen from him, and the university kids couldn't keep their eyes off of him. Not even the boys. He'd heard catcalls walking by a gathering of young men, the kind he'd learned to call "bros." It was his hair, maybe, or the way stubble refused to show on his face: in America, you could be anything other people wanted you to be, it seemed.Attention4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He told Sasha about it on the phone, who laughed at him. "You're getting a big head. The Americans are gawking at you because you don't look like them."
"I don't think that's it." Misha took a handful of almonds and threw them in his mouth. He knew Sasha would doubt him he always did, dwelling in what he called his "nativist cynicism." It didn't seem to involve m
I will go onI try not to fallI will go on3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But the waves get worse and worse
Still, I struggle on
I feel so tired now
My burdens seem too heavy
But I keep going
I would like to end
To blow this candle out now
But I won't. I'll stay.
Bad apple Romaji lyricsBad apple Romaji lyrics4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
ANOTHER SET OF LYRICS TO A SONG SORRY THEY AREN'T IN ENGLISH!!!!! BAD APPLE BY ER I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHO IT'S BY!!! THANK GOODNESS THE VIDEO HAS ENGLISH LYRICS EVEN THOUGH MOST OF THEM ARE WRONG YOU CAN TRY TO SING ALONG SONG IN DESC!!!!!!
Nagareteku toki no naka de demo
Kedarusa ga hora guruguru mawatte
Watashi kara hanareru kokoro mo
Mienai wa sou shiranai?
Jibun kara ugoku koto mo naku
Toki no sukima ni nagasare tsudzukete
Shiranai wa mawari no koto nado
Watashi wa watashi sore dake
Yume miteru? Nanimo mitenai?
Kataru mo muda na jibun no kotoba
Kanashimu nante tsukareru dake yo
Nanimo kanjizu sugoseba ii no
Tomadou kotoba ataerarete mo
Jibun no kokoro tada uwa no sora
Moshi watashi kara ugoku no naraba
Subete kaeru no nara kuro ni suru
Konna jibun ni mirai wa aru no?
Konna sekai ni watashi ni iru no?
Ima setsunai no? Ima kanashii no?
Jibun no koto mo wakaranai mama
Ayumu koto sae tsukareru da
If Peeta Had Remembered He says he'd like to see youIf Peeta Had Remembered4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Haymitch's words ring in my ears and echo from every cell in my mind. He wants to see me. Peeta. The crazed boy who has been rescued from the Capitol by the rebels. The boy who has been hijacked and taken from me by that inhuman form of torture. The shell that used to hold the boy with the bread, but now only houses a mentally and physically scarred young man who believes that I am a mutt. That I am trying to kill him.
I am torn. Should I refuse and retreat to one of my hideouts, or should I go see him and risk exciting him so much that he hurts himself. Or me. If I am honest with myself, I am afraid to see him. Afraid that Peeta will hurt me. Not as he hurt me when he was first back and he tried to strangle me out of pure fear.
GhostEvery nightGhost5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's a ghost
licking the floor boards
and you can't help
but love the sound
of weird thoughts waking
flowers rotting in their vase
that sickly sweet smell
is a whole new level of affection
Chatting with the cracks in the ceiling
old stories gather at the bottom
of your glass
And there's still many more to share
The night is young
we have plenty of time
Our taste on your lips
It's this kind of company
you enjoy the most
symphonic miseryyou lied the night you kissed me,symphonic misery2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
a vision of blood and deconstruction;
feelings with no names.
we were a february tale in a twisted corset.
i can't breathe in your presence
because our still-life fairytale
is your prisoner of war.
the oracle card in my pocket
gave me a revelation:
"love makes us blind;"
(or so it seems)
now, our seasons of knowledge
are just temporary bad memories,
but there is no more music in me.
hanging from the rafters in the skyclocks in a motel room;hanging from the rafters in the sky3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the years go by like one day
with these old photos in my hands.
how do cities understand?
that by skating on the edge of the world
we carve north stars in Styrofoam
on the edge of reality.
we are all waiting to be found
when stars die.
(i used to have a name)
now i'm dreaming of the simple things,
and i'm ready to fight my way.
somebody told me:
"i have loved the stars too fondly."
between gray and gold
there are flaking photographs and shattered memories;
the heartlines of drunken sinners chasing stars.
cold hearted, you bound our spines.
(and breathe out)
it is not enough to know the colors of my soul,
like a painting hung all wrong, or
and unwanted diary.
dreams catch in the lungs.
let go, little bird.
(but don't forget me)
without you, my fickle muse,
the city daydreams,
desperate to connect with
the world near your feet.
(lost wishes can be found
The Paper Ghost Throwing down her pen in frustration, the Author cried, 'What is it you want?!'The Paper Ghost3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The boy standing in the doorway wrung his hands in embarrassment, 'I want a story...'
Exhaling deeply, she studied him. Her gaze ran over his soft hair and the slight iridescence of his skin. She noted the odd way that the boy appeared to shimmer like a haze of heat. His eyes were deep and brown, and his lips played the tune of a nervous smile.
'I cannot give you a story,' She said brusquely, 'I am all out of stories! Look at me! I am hollow, I am gone, I am nothing! You want a story?' The Author paused whilst he nodded, 'Then go out and live! Breathe the air, god knows, I wish I had that sort of freedom. Draw pictures, play music, live your life! Drink the nacreous waters of freedom, break out of the words that chain your mind. I am a human, like you! I need time to myself too, and I cannot always be a source of your entertainment.'
the ballet dancerpracticing for thethe ballet dancer2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
first time since the Alzheimer's
robbed her memories
Runaway Soldier Ch.5As we all filed out of the car I felt like I was going to throw up.Runaway Soldier Ch.53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We walked out of the car and I looked over at the girl. She had a scared look on her face. As we walked up the pathway to the front door she held on to Andy's hand. I felt sorry for her. She was so small and young, and she is scared out of her mind right now.
We walked to the front door & I held on to Andy's hand. He looked down at me & I looked up at him. As his blue eyes looked at me, I felt calm seeping in. But I was still scared. As Ashley rang the doorbell then knocked, Andy squeezed my hand & I squeezed back.
My mom opened the door. She looked like she had cried for a long time. Her eyes widened at the sight of the Black Veil Brides. Then she saw me. Slamming open the door she pulled me away from Andy and into a hug.
"LIA! MY BABY! WHY DID YOU LEAVE?! I'M SORRY! YOU NEED TO TALK TO US! HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO HELP YOU?!"
After more gibberish I couldn't really understand through he
Last night,I broke every bone in my bodyLast night,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I could have a reason to drown
in the isolated ocean inside me.
when my dilapidated lungs finally caved in,
I swam ashore and crawled across the polluted sand.
Only glass-edged skin
and salt-licked eyelashes
can help me now.
SasuNaru- How to Save a Life 1SasuNaru- How to Save a Life 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: Who am I?
In other news, a car accident on Main Street left four injured pedestrians. The car, driven by Naruto Uzumaki, was found completely destroyed after its collisions against a truck, a traffic light, and finally with the concrete wall of TF&Ys electric source. Many zones of the city are now in the dark, for the car hit a powerful generator. The driver, Naruto, and the four pedestrians are being sent right now to the hospital
Naruto Uzumaki, a 23 year old man was driving over the maximum speed allowed inside of an urban zone: 170 kilometers per hour. After crashing with the electric source of TF&Ys, the police arrived immediately to the scene finding the rests of a black Audi upside down. Apparently, four pedestrians were hurt and the driver
Sasuke! Here you are, I heard it on the radio How is he? Kiba said as he entered the waiting room of K
Summer Boy I met a boy with long, dark waves of hair,Summer Boy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That cascaded and broke on his shoulders,
And eyes blacker than the deepest starry night.
His skin was like golden sand,
As soft as sapphire silk,
With a disposition as bright,
As fireflies in a warm sunset field,
With a voice as sweet as warm honey,
And as pleasant as the hum of lazy bees.
He warmed my Spirit, and thawed my soul,
With words as lovely as freshly bloomed flowers,
Whispered delicately into my ear of ice.
Words that had gone unheard for centuries and eons,
In the chilled, desolate tundra that was my mind.
He fought his way through the flurries of freezing rejection that battered him,
Broke the seemingly indestructible walls of ice,
That had hidden me so well through the years,
Shattered the doors of my iceberg heart with a single glance and word,
And, with soft, cautious gestures, brought me out of the cave I made out of loneliness.
I had lived in my