Something TwistedI don't know.Something Twisted3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know anything right now . . . .
My friends, come and save me!
Withering in pain
Decaying of loneliness
Losing all traces of hope . . .
So much love . . . I might start to choke
I hope you do too
It practically became a type of acid
. . .a more powerful type than any other known on earth.
It burns through your muscle and leave you looking as if your body had been decaying for years.
[and] This is how you make my heart feel, even after you broke it.
Except the butterflies are now . . . sharp.
So, like it or not.
Just don't be a jerk
. . . maybe, I dunno.
I like it.
"If you truly love someone . . . take a chance, [and] let them know
because you never know when that lovely someone, will be someone elses."
LoveI barely even know your name,Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I know your face, isn't that start?
I don't know if you're aware of this,
But you've seemed to capture my heart.
There isn't a day that goes by
That I don't think of you,
Replaying the words you said to me
As if they were brand new.
I barely know a thing about you,
But I think I know what's true;
The more you keep talking to me
The more I will love you.
SchizophreniaI'm scared of myself 'cause I hear voices in my head,Schizophrenia6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Telling me when I'm wrong, saying I should be dead,
The voices question my sanity until even I think I'm crazy
They tell me that I'm all alone, that no one stands by me,
They say I'm unwanted and feed on my fears,
They claim that when I cry no one sees or hears my tears,
That no one cares when I cry,
That no one will miss me when I die
When I'm angry or sad, they whisper in my ear
To eliminate the source of my pain, but I choose not to hear
Because I don't want to hurt anyone, to kill,
So then they tell me I should die, but I live through sheer will,
Hope that one day I'll wake up and the voices will be gone,
But I don't see how - they've been with me so long,
Questioning everything about me 'til I think I'm the worst,
Saying that the worst day in history was the day of my birth
The voices hurt me mentally, emotionally,
Sometimes they even hurt me physically
It's hard to live with them, to share my mind,
To feel like my brain isn't
Gelotophobia-AmericaAlfred F. Jones, personification of America.Gelotophobia-America1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of the strongest countries in the world. A "superpower" as some would say.
Quite possibly the only person out of the Allies that would take time out of their day to help someone. He can't even count how many times he dropped everything he was doing to help Arthur or Matthew out when they need help which is mostly all the time.
Yet, he treated the exact opposite by everyone else.
He dreads going to those meetings. It never turns out nice for him.
All he ends up doing is going home and venting out his fustrations on his video games.
It is also the reason why he eats a lot. Though he regrets it because the reaction that comes from him doing so is his biggest fear.
He hates it. Oh how he hates it so.
Still, even when it happens, he manages to keep the smile that hides his feelings to ev
Raindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and Cloudbubbles4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alternate Ending to Bubbles
Author's note: I don't usually write fanfics, but after reading the story "Bubbles" and viewing RizCifra's picture based on it (http://rizcifra.deviantart.com/#/d3gdd85), I was moved so greatly that I felt that this story just had to be written.
Recommended Song: A Summer Long Since Past by Virginia Astley (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=002pBPeRorg)
Derpy was all alone. Some time had passed since Mommy had left Derpy under the tree on top of the mountain, and Derpy was getting very hungry. Derpy decided that Mommy must be coming back soon, so she would make a few more bubbles while she waited. As she made more bubbles one of them seemed to be bigger than the others, and she stopped and watched it intently as it floated slowly in front of her. All the rainbow colors swirling around in the bubble was entrancing to Derpy, and she felt very happy. As she watched the colors play our their endless dance, she no
Losing HimLosing Him4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Why must it be so horrible at times?
I'm losing him. And I know I'm losing him. And he's not the only one. I've basically lost three already. I've been so close to losing one and didn't even know it until after the situation blew over. I've been even closer to losing another, and no one can really understand just how thankful I am that didn't end the way the odds implied.
ButIseriouslydon'tknowifI'llbeabletogoon....if I lose him.
It's different. He'soneofthefewpeoplekeepingmesane.
I will die if I lose him.
Aura: The RadianceAura: The Radiance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Aura: The Radiance
I wore this pain like a crown / I was so broken
I kept on falling down / I felt my soul shattering
I couldn't hear anything / listening to my own twisted thoughts
I was blinded from everything / witnessing my own tragic downfall
I stopped dreaming of better days / I ceased believing long ago
My countless nightmares wouldn't fade / I was left in this dark world alone
I guess this is how I really pictured my own end
I just want it to finally be over with, I won't resent death
To the end of this long, and lonely road
Dangling on my unfinished rope
Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, and don't let me go!
Hold me high, hold me high, hold me high, and give me hope!
Revive the light
Inside the dark
Given a second life
Resurrecting my heart
Cascade of colors
Fade away the gray
Open up a new world
Where shame has no place
Standing up to society's face's
Takes every ounce of courage
Never damaged or discriminated against
Because we're all going throug
I'll be okay.No, I'm fine.I'll be okay.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See? I'm okay,
I've got a smile on my face.
Even if times are rough, I'll pull through
just like I always do.
Stop looking at me, I won't look at you after all.
Because I know, if I do will fall
into your compassion
and I'll scream, shout and
let it out my darkest fears, my deepest regrets and deep seated worry.
Big girls don't cry, that's what they always say.
So why is it that I just want to sob the day away?
I know I'm being selfish,
I know you don't want to see this,
and that I'll cause you trouble.
So that's why I smile and grin,
pinch my pain away
and gulp down the tears.
Being a good liar,
might not always be good.
Hate.I hate myself.Hate.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I mean someone has to.
I look in the mirror and all I see,
Is someone ugly.
No matter how hard I try,
And no matter what I say or do,
I mess everything up.
Nothing goes right,
Everything goes wrong.
I can't do anything right.
I want to please everyone,
If I can't be happy then
I should at least make others happy.
I mess everything up.
I can't make anyone happy.
I hate myself.
So do me a favor,
And hate me too.
Because if you hate me,
Then I don't have to hate myself.
Smoke the Night Smoke the NightSmoke the Night6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The temperate Night freckled with faint sources of distant light envelops the house of boredom. This Night silently wishes for another visitor to accompany her on this bland event other than the Moon, who delights in hiding parts of itself from time to time.
A young woman emerges from the lacking abode. She inhales deeply the dark air and exhales longly a tense sigh, glancing up at the cloudless expanse. She and the Night become acquainted as the stars twinkle brighter acknowledging her yearnful presence. She begins walking, surveying the surrounding homes and listening to their sleepiness.
She plants herself on a soft patch of grass yards away from the houses to escape their yellow and sometimes flickering lights shone through
The Last LetterDear Cacee,The Last Letter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm glad I waited to write this as long as I have. 5 months ago I would have told you about all the things we would do once we got into the world. I would have told you all I would do for you. 3 months ago I would have told you I missed you. I was lonelier than I had ever been before after I couldn't talk or see you anymore. I missed the way you made me feel most of all. 6 weeks ago I would have told you about how much my feeling have diminished over time. I would have told you I was moving on and I would have thanked you for all the memories. I would have thanked you for showing me the best sides of myself. Of course this brings me to now. What do I want to say that all those times I couldn't say? That is very simple. It is that I will always miss you. Over the last 6 weeks I have come to realize there is a part of me that will always wish you would come back. I have also come to accept that you never will. You have shown me through your actions that you have moved on and
Birds Inside my Bedroom WallsThere are strange noises late that nightBirds Inside my Bedroom Walls2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that rouse me from my peaceful slumber.
There are birds inside my bedroom walls.
They sing and they call.
I think it's coming from outside
while I lay in my bed and listen,
but then I hear it clear as day,
unclear as darkest night,
as they talk to me,
from within my bedroom walls.
"There are birds in my walls, mother
we must get them out.
They're singing, they're crying,
they're asking me to free them.
We must save them.
And she says,
"There are no birds in the walls, honey.
The birds don't share their songs at night
and they do not live
inside the walls of our home."
I listen and I try to sleep
but I still hear them,
and they sound desperate.
And who can blame them,
when they're imprisoned within
such a dark and tight enclosure?
"There are birds in my bedroom walls, mother.
They'll hurt themselves, they'll suffocate."
And she shakes her head
Mrs Pilate: I Will Not Be SilentI could say that wrong is right,Mrs Pilate: I Will Not Be Silent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
do injustice to have my way,
close my eyes and close my ears
to truth and justice.
I could join in the injustice,
just because all others do it,
shout along with all the crowd:
I could stand there doing nothing
in the face of open wrong,
wash my hands in innocence,
What can I do?
do nothing, or ill.
What can I do?
I'm only a woman.
What can I do?
I can speak up for what is right,
stand up for justice, for this righteous man.
I will speak, though it be pointless.
Silent is what I will not be.
Journey to ValhallaJourney to Valhalla:Journey to Valhalla3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sound of battle surrounds me
As axe and sword will clash.
The fate of a man decided
In a single metal flash.
On the ground I lay awakened
For the blood is rushing low.
It bursts from my wound
In a searing bloody flow...
I scream like a raging animal
As with the last of strength I thrust!
My sword will pierce his lung
As my enemy turns to dust...
A ruined body before me
Cold as the winter snow.
I begin to feel quite dizzy
As the heavens start to glow.
I can hear the sound of horses
And the cry of hungry crows.
The clouds began to part
As from the ground we rose!
Like warriors from the grave
We stood from where we fell.
Warm as though we bathed
In an ancient seer's spell.
I can see him coming now
Sleipnir has arrived!
He's come to take us home
The valiant dead who died.
The valkyries riding through the clouds
On the backs of crows they call.
The gods themselves are smiling
As mountains they are tall!
These tears cannot express
The words we wi
Marked SoulsONEMarked Souls2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Not wanting to breathe anymore, I sat down, in front of the wall, staring blankly at it's white surface. Noises were rushing by and mixing into on annoying hum in tired ears.
I could make out laughter, but it made sick, so I blocked it out with the rest of the world.
I just wasn't able to go on any longer, my head was heavy and pressing down. The pressure inside tempting me to hit my head until it split open, so all the ghosts and pain could escape.
But I wasn't allowed. They said they cared. Maybe they were real....
A sharp pain seared through my body and I began to shiver, thoughts of hate made my eyes burn and my fingertips tingle with the need to destroy.
But the memory of punishment kept me from freeing the violence that was building in me.
My body ached, I wasn't able to breathe, everything blurred. I wailed and grasped my head with my shaking heads, pulling my knees to my chin I began rocking forth and back to sooth my wrecked body and feelings. I wanted to scream but my voi
Depression...No, depression is not just getting sad.Depression...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Muse and the MoonCrescent, eerie eyrie,Muse and the Moon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fly as you might, and
I will linger in myself.
You and I are both shepherds,
But I of thoughts,
Dark as the womb.
My muse and the moon abides.
Now flows the most beautiful lies;
Shadow actresses, unfettered,
Make imagination their home,
Strike awe and more, to sway
Me and my restless mind.
Listen closely, they are whispering
Secrets to bring us peace.
And above, such beating
Of wings, begging me to join them.
This freedom is malign,
Pecking on the bars for seed
When the cage is unlocked.
Serendipity A wall, never-ending and metal. It was always there. Watching me fall into the dirt after the leaders gave us our daily mocks and trails. My fingers clawed into the open spaces of the chain-link fence. Tears ran down my pale cheeks as the world faded. The life being drained by the wall of mumbling shock. The fire inside my soul dimmed as I dropped to the clammy earth unconscious.Serendipity2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was not unusual in the slightest bit, one small prisoner committing suicide with the helpful aid of the electric fence that ran its way around our lives, they would not care. Everyone is too busy keeping their own life, someone dying is not their main worry at the moment, but the moment -I realized- was the longest experience of my short-lived life. But it was the events, of the heavy and bitter moments before it ended, that caused the illusion of both the criminals and the leaders to fall short.
"I love you." I remember. Yes, there was a few of them. Her soft voi
The legend of the Silvertear lakeOnce upon a time, in years beyond our own, a dragon of the Timekeepers flight fell in love with a mortal woman. Her hair was the colour of sunlight, her lips like a rose in bloom, and her eyes rivalled the midnight sky.The legend of the Silvertear lake2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But their love could not be, for no dragon may love a mortal, and no mortal will ever live long enough to share a dragons life.
Yet, they met in secret under the weeping willows, pledging their undying love under the moon, and for just a few hours, he made time stand still.
As years passed by and mortality withered her beauty like the leaves of autumn, the dragon decided to stop time eternally so his love would never die. He travelled through dreams, through time, through life itself to find the means to end all times. But his brethren had learned of his love, and of his madness, and they ended his flight, chaining him to the bonds of the earth. Cast out from his flight he sought refuge with his loved one and lived by her side, eternally young, watching as she withered
Don't Leave I Need You.Don't Leave I Need You.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As I stand over your grave and cry, I can't help but wonder, where did you go? It's been three years that I've been without you, my brother, I miss you so much! Life hasn't been the same without you here with us, Jim. No one laughs anymore. Everyone misses that shit-eating grin of yours, we miss it so much. That smile, I never thought I could miss it so much. Only until I heard the news that you were gone, that's when I realized I would forever miss it. Jimmy, be proud of us while we live out your legacy please? We're going on; we're doing this for the fucking fans, and you.
When I seen the news I died inside. My heart sank and I sulked to the floor and stared absently at the wall. Jimmy, what, no! He wouldn't leave us! He can't leave all his fans, his family, his brothers, me. Jimmy, who was always so carefree and happy. He wouldn't sink down to the hollow depths of death, would he? It could never be imagined that Jimmy would be gone. He was in our lives for eighteen years and now he'