Consuming DarknessThere is a chasm deep within my heart.Consuming Darkness1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Each day it pulls me down,
Through the blackest depths of twisted treks,
I scream 'Please let me out!'
There is a chasm deep within my heart,
Each day it calls to me,
And each day I fight,
But it grows with might,
Calling so charmingly.
This chasm deep within my heart,
Grows each day that I live,
And I can't fight the thrill,
Can't mind my will,
So my soul I'll yield, gladly.
That Special SomeoneThis is for you,That Special Someone1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That special someone.
So please read,
Until it's done.
You're with him,
I don't know who.
All you should know,
Is I love you.
No one else,
I'm head over heels,
What do I do?
I told you once,
I told you twice.
Yet my heart still hurts,
Which isn't nice.
I'll write a poem,
Just for you.
You'll know what to do.
So sit back and listen,
It's now my turn.
You'll hear something new,
Something you'll learn.
I sleep alone,
Broken and cold.
Feeling very weak,
Like I'm very old.
My cries can be heard,
All through the night.
Where the sky's lit up,
From the moon's light.
I finally awake,
Alone in bed.
Make me feel dead.
Hearing his name,
Cuts my vein.
Seeing you with him,
Brings me pain.
My love for you,
Will always be true.
I'll never love someone,
Unless it's you.
Only YouMy windows glow every morn from the east,Only You1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet every time I wake I feel in darkness.
Sleep the only haven from a waiting beast,
The world about, holding me in so called caress.
And no better in my head are the screams
From which daily blood prayed for by daily tear.
I look to escape the pain by any means,
But am paralyzed by all the fear.
Sudden solace in your comfort be found.
In loving me I beg you to ravish
Until no longer the pain be around,
And no more must every thought be a wish.
So together let us run away,
A catalyst for each better day.
Mortal EyesMortal Eyes1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
As usual, the big, black mare was galloping around the forest in her usual path. It hadn’t taken her long to get back into her daily routine- get up, greet Ken and Chrys, go outside and run around the Dark Woods all day while they worked on other things that they wouldn’t let her help with, returned when they did, greet them again, and talk until they fell asleep. Compared to the live she’d lived for almost a year, it seemed rather mundane, but she didn’t mind. Sooner or later she’d run into some sort of interesting creature that wanted to collect her for a bounty. Someone always did eventually. She wasn’t always stoked to run into people that wanted her kidnapped or killed, but it passed the time.
When the first unusual occurrence happened, it was something Abbie never expected to happen, and, considering where she lived, that was an unusual occurrence all in its own.
She was able to smell him miles away, and debated whether to greet him or not. She
Haiku (English 2)The stars in your eyes,Haiku (English 2)2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a constellation upon
your naked body.
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 8Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 81 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After his encounter with the demon in town, Ethan decided to return to the forest. However, he had realized again his hunger, and decided that he had no other choice but to do something about it. He had managed to steal some food from a stand to feed himself. He didn’t like stealing, but he didn’t really have any other options.
Only after satisfying his hunger did Ethan make his way back to the forest. He looked around constantly for any signs of the demon he had encountered before, but didn’t manage to detect any trace of him.
Ethan didn’t really know if he wanted to see that demon again. He was glad that the demon hadn’t killed him, but he didn’t seem all too friendly with him either. The next time Ethan encountered him, maybe the demon would be bored and then decide to fight him. Ethan cringed slightly, remembering the demon’s menacing claws sheathing and unsheathing so easily.
He sighed and decided that, whether he’d m
Analysis - Creepypastas and CharactersI actually attempted this thought a little while back; but my wording failed miserably and everyone thought I meant something else. So I shall try it again.Analysis - Creepypastas and Characters2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
When it comes to creepypastas, or any horror character really who has fans but not too much of a defined canon personality; they have two types of personalities. There's their Creepypasta personality, the one which they are given in their original story/point of origin; and their character personality, the one give and molded to them by fans.
The Creepypasta personality is often less interesting and more two dimensional and uninteresting. Jeff, for example, is like this in his origin story. He's a normal kid, goes crazy, and then is, well, insane. By this time he is a maniac who murders people; that's pretty much it. He isn't afraid of fangirls, he isn't a deep and sensitive person; he's a crazy killer who would stab you in the neck because why the hell not. He'll probably end up dead quickly, either by the obvious reason of you ca
Story Sneak PeakStory Sneak Peak1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I can hear him again, my father. He’s yelling. He beats us; my two brothers and I. Ever since mother left the beatings have gotten worse. I still don’t know the exact reason why she left, probably just couldn’t take him anymore.
I’m sitting on the floor of my room. Well, actually I should say our room: I share it with my brothers. I’m staring out the window, trying to ignore it. But it’s hard to. I can’t hear what he’s saying, but he’s angry again; it’s probably over something small.
I guess we’re lucky that we’re demons and not humans; demons have better endurance and can heal faster after all. But it still hurts. I shouldn’t worry too much, it’ll be over soon and my brother should be alright; we always are. Or at least we don’t end up in critical condition.
No, this time something seems different. He seems more angry, probably drunk or something, but it’s worse. I hear something shatter, p
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 6Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Straining himself, Ethan managed to sit up. He then backed up slightly and leaned against the wall of the small tree house. He sighed, looking around; he could remember good memories that took place in this humble building.
He reached up and took off his mask, and then set it down beside him. With his normal hand, he felt his face. He could feel his large, sharp teeth sticking out of his mouth. Part of him wished he had a mirror again so he could see, but, on the other hand, he didn’t really want to see his face again.
Setting his arms on his knees, then his head in his arms, Ethan sat there, unsure and alone. What could he do next? He couldn’t return home, that was certain. He would most certainly die on his own if he didn’t do anything soon, since either the police would shoot him or a demon would get him. The police wouldn’t help him -- however, a demon might.
He didn’t know too much about the soci
Join.me chat 6-13-13 part 1Join.me chat 6-13-13 part 12 years ago in Comedy More Like This
(Kagekao Shimeji appears)
GingaAkamall: little Kage
(Little Kage walks towards corner of desktop)
Viewer 20all: Looks like he's heading for the other corner of the desktop.
Viewer 20all: What will he do now?
(Kage stops, sits down)
Viewer 40all: He just denied you.
Viewer 20all: Damn you Kage....DAMN YOU.
Viewer 20all: My vengeance.
Viewer 20all: Upon Kage-sama.
Viewer 20all: HAH!
Viewer 20all: He did it.
Viewer 40all: I suddenly desire sushi...dammit.
Viewer 20all: Take that Viewer 40.
Viewer 40all: SO I AM 40
(Ginga picks up Kage and throws him away)
Viewer 40all: I'm sorry, but, you throwing Kage just made me laugh so hard
GingaAkamall: fly Kage fly
Viewer 20all: Let's play catch with Kage.
Viewer 20all: Oh god you're abusive...
Viewer 40all: He was just having a good little time climbing, then you're like "NO!" XD
GingaAkamall: play that game like with the balloons
Not AloneUnwanted.Not Alone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is that how you feel, too?
Not even sure what I did,
But apparently it was wrong.
You too, huh?
Well, for me,
I followed my instinct
And did what I thought was right…
What about you?
It’s ok. You can tell me.
We’re both sitting here being hurt anyway.
You don’t say?
Sounds pretty rough.
You’ve been through a lot.
Don’t worry, you’re not the only one.
I’m sure you’re not the only one.
And if you are…
Because I’m here, too.
People can fake things really well.
Don’t be fooled by those
Everyone is fighting a war inside them right now.
Everyone includes you.
BrokenI know I can't take back my wordsBroken2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but now I don't even try.
Stop saying that it hurts
and stop questioning how and why.
Explanations aren't simple
and with all these flaws I fight
it's so hard to ever get well,
even harder to shine bright.
But even if I said I'm sorry,
you would hate me even more.
And even if I said don't worry,
you won't listen anymore.
I know that I have changed
but we can't stay kids forever
and I know it might be strange
but I don't wanna grow up ever.
'Cause all that's waiting is more trouble
and all that I want is to see
what lies beneath the subtle,
what is there to set us free.
So I'll tell you that I'm happy
even if I start to cry
'cause you're not supposed to worry
but you only see the lie.
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 2Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You still going on about that old book?” Luke questioned Ethan as they were walking to school. “It’s probably just some old history book or something that belonged to some foreign guy you know.”
“No, I think it’s more than that. I can feel it.” Ethan replied confidently, thinking about the old and mysterious tome.
“Well . . . Can I see it?” Luke eyed Ethan’s backpack, looking to see if there were any shapes that suggested a large book was in there.
“I left it at home, don’t want anything bad to happen to it.” Ethan informed him, to his disappointment.
“Well it’s been what, a week since you found it? I’m free today; can I come over and see it?” Luke asked hopefully, intrigued by it.
“Not today, sorry; I have some chores.” Ethan thought back to the situation at home, “Something
Call Me JayMy head breathesCall Me Jay1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
rainbows painted onto canvas,
careful and precise and fading
that spell out the word
I don't see myself as all
(except for in the freckles that play
connect-the-dots across my cheeks
and the dips and curves in my body that resemble
hills and rivers
and flowing things)
but still I'm labeled that way
because I happen to like
boys and girls
and every single shade of gray.
I am a shade of gray.
I was born with the curse of a feminine face
and wide hips
and my voice is light and high
but I know that
I wish I was a boy
and a girl.
(So call me Jay because that
Songbird still rests in me.
My Bluejay heart just
hides it well
behind the meanness.
You need to be tough to
survive this world.)
I love answering questions
but when they're disguised
behind threats that's when
I draw the line
and let myself cry.
I think my wrists bleed red
because I see too much
blue already when
everything is a different
value of sadness.
T H A T G I R LWe met by mistake, It was all in good fun.T H A T G I R L3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We decided to be friends, she wanted to be friends.
Things started off fun, She told me about her life and her daily activities.
The thing's she's experienced,
Things she wanted to do with me .
she said she liked to talk with me .
I Was her favorite.
she shared her favorite songs,
Told me they helped her when she was down.
Said I might like them too, That they might help me .
she never let me too far in,
Always kept secrets from me .
she never thought I was weak.
I told her one day I had some problems.
Wasnt getting any better.
LEGENDARY RAP BATTLE SLENDERMAN VS SPLENDORMANLEGENDARY RAP BATTLE SLENDERMAN VS SPLENDORMAN1 year ago in Humor More Like This
LEGENDARY RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY
Come on brother, camera's rolling
So wipe off that dirty smile
Unlike you I'm scary and stealthy
People can hear your bells from miles
Doesn't matter what you say
I'll produce tons of static
You're not CreepyPasta, you're a kid
I make people hide in their attic
No one gives a shit about you
I'm the CreepyPasta king
Go on, cry in the corner
And hope you grow some wings
So you can fly from this battle
Cos I'm gonna count to three
And if you're not gone by the time I'm finished
I'll impale your body on a tree
Oh come on, little brother
Don't you remember I'm your elder?
I'm not a bully like you
You would even take away people's 🏡shelter🏠
Because 🏠home🏡 is where the heart is
And yours is lying in a bird nest🐣
Drop it, I'm ⭐fab⭐
Your suit's more drab😴
Than a drying concrete slab
I may not be creepy
But at least I'm not a faceles
Help From A Stranger - Part 1Help From A Stranger - Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Ugh, so fucking bored.”
In the city, a lone man walked. He wore a black trench coat, along with a black hat, dark gray shirt underneath, black pants, and a silver tie blowing in the wind. He was unusually tall, and his stride was brisk and quick. Perhaps the most unsettling thing about him, besides his inhuman height, was the painted bandana on his face, which bared a frightening, sharp-toothed grin with piercing yellow eyes. Poking out from underneath the bandana was a lit cigarette, holding up the fabric enough to see a little bit of black blood and sharp red teeth.
This man was known to humans, by urban legend, as ‘The Pretenderman’. Most of the population didn’t believe he existed; that didn’t bother him. Although ‘The Pretenderman’ was more of a formal title, he was known by others like him as Zehnder.
It was getting late, and the sky above the city was streaked with red, yello
After - Part 1I open my eyes. All I can see is darkness, though. No, wait, my eyes are adjusting, I can see some objects now; am I on the floor? I turn my head slowly to the side, and wince in pain a little. My body feels sore all over, why do I feel this way? I . . . I can’t remember . . .After - Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I see there’s someone lying next to me, on the floor as well. My eyes try to adjust to the dark light to see who it is. This guy, he looks kind of familiar . . . but I can’t quite put my finger on who he is and . . . dear god, is that blood!?
Ignoring the soreness of my muscles I quickly scoot away from him, and he doesn’t move. I’m afraid he’s dead. There’s blood all over him, looks like there’s stab wounds in his chest. No, not just stab wounds, there’s a hole in his torso. A big, wide, gaping, hole. I can see some of his organs, oh lord it’s awful! I want to look away, but somehow the gruesome scene keeps my eyes locked onto it.
Then I notice there
A Burning Smile (part 17)~Isiss POV~A Burning Smile (part 17)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Ow! Ow…ow…” Hoody moaned on the floor.
When I had been talking to him through the door, Hoody had been pressed against it, so when I opened it, he face planted to the floor, falling on his ribs.
“Sorry.” I reached down a hand and hoody scowled at it. My hand didn’t move, and neither did hoody. But after a few minutes, Hoody didn’t accept my help. “Fine,” I pulled my hand away and began to walk away. “Don’t let me help you, and stay there on the floor, because I KNOW you can’t get up on your own.”
There was a pause after I walked out the door. Then...
“Yes?” I pause halfway down the hallway, waiting for Hoody to go on.
“Help me…” Came his unusually small voice.
I walked back with a small smirk on my face. “What was that?”
Hoody sneered at me. “Help me up.”
My hand pressed against the back of my ear. “Hm
Burning Smile (part 15)~Hoody`s POV~Burning Smile (part 15)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on Isiss!" I banged my fist on the bedroom door once again. My fingers were already aching from knocking on Isiss` door for almost an hour. "Please, open up the door!"
Once I had told her that it would be about 5 days before we got to Jeff, she had broken into tears, ran to her room, then locked herself in there....that was last night...
I went to bed yesterday, thinking that she just needed sometime, but this morning i had awoken to her crying.
~An Hour Before~
My sharp senses must be the death of me...
After hours and hours of trying to fall asleep, I had finally drifted off. It`s not easy to fall asleep with broken ribs you know? Every toss and turn caused pain to erupt in my chest, and I bit my tongue to hold in cries of agony, drawing blood.
But eventually, exhaustion won, and I fell into a fit full sleep.
My dreams where haunted with so many nightmares...Masky, Isiss, and Jeff....all in pain.
In various ways, each was in his or her own personal hell in my nig
KageKao Creepypasta Part 1KageKao Creepypasta Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mark sighed and looked out at the night sky. He was standing on the roof on his apartment building, four stories up. Sometimes Mark just liked to stay up here and reflect, it was quiet and peaceful. Looking down you could see the normal hustle and bustle of city life but if you looked up you could see the beautiful sky, and sometimes even a full moon or some stars.
Mark walked along the border of the roof that helped keep him from falling to his death. It was pretty late; he should be going back down to his apartment soon. Then he saw something waving in the wind a few meters away. Mark walked over to it and picked it up, seeing that it was today’s newspaper, he began to read the front page:
YOUNG MAN FOUND DEAD NEAR WOODS
Earlier today John Parker, age 20, was found dead near the northern woods. His family stated that he never had any real enemies, but he was a bit of a trouble maker. Still they di
They say beauty is only skin deep,so hand over that defected scalpel in your bloodless handsThey say beauty is only skin deep,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and watch carefully as I peel away this tainted skin
to make way for my blackened and corrupted
And everyone can finally see
the grotesque monster that lies deep within
this soiled excuse they seem to enjoy calling
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
then why is it that I can't stand
gazing upon my reflection
every time I pass by a mirror?
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 5Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ethan continued through the forest. It was at least midday now, though he couldn’t tell how long he had been walking for. His foot hurt very badly, but he didn’t know where he could go for help, or who to ask for help.
He stopped and looked down at his injured foot. Dark blood had dried and caked on his toes around where they were bent upwards. Ethan grimaced and looked away, hoping it wouldn’t get infected.
Ethan limped over to a tree and leaned against it, trying to think of where to go next. He didn’t want to go back to the house where he had heard the two people talking in a different language, as he was afraid they were going to be hostile. He couldn’t go back home; his parents didn’t believe him. He couldn’t go into town, either, because the townsfolk would probably shoot him on sight.
Then he gained a shred of hope when he remembered his friends. Surely Penny and Luke would believe
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 3Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The hoot of an owl sounded, and managed to wake Ethan up. He opened his eyes slowly, and for his right eye, difficultly. Something seemed to be caked around his right eye, but he managed to look up.
He was lying on his back on the ground, in the middle of the forest; looking up into the sky. It was dark now, the sun had set and the numerous stars shined like gems in the sky. Ethan groaned, his entire body felt sore. Not quite remembering what had taken place, he tried to pick himself off of the ground, failed, and fell. He tried once more, and managed to sit up. He noticed a very strong scent in the air as well.
Something was off, his vision felt odd. The night seemed clearer to him, it was easier to point out different objects. His hand felt as if there was something on it. Ethan raised his right hand to look at it. Once his eyes made out the hand in the darkness, he gasped in horror at the sight of it.
Ethan’s right hand w