Living With A LieYou sit there shaking; emotionally frozen.Living With A Lie2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You check the time on your watch, despite knowing it already.
The ever-present numbness, the cold feeling which clutches at your soul;
That is what you feel upon the dawn of the lie.
To know its nature, to know its being;
To have it spill upon your awareness.
What words would surmise such a bitter feeling:
Perhaps the use of dejection, p
in which I become beautifulI drown my conscience inin which I become beautiful2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the holy water of my wrists,
I carve hearts from empty
paper for my galaxyboy
with stars written in his skin,
and I swallow moths to
muffle the emptiness and
help me fly away.
Cool And Sweet :: JadexDave :: HomestuckCool And Sweet :: JadexDave :: Homestuck2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jade Harley sighed as she walked through the park. Being at the young age of 16, everyone at her age already had love in their lives. Jade felt alone, unwanted when she was with her friends. As much as she loved them, and they loved her, she felt left out when they all walked together in pairs. She was always in the back without a partner and always the wheel of her group. Jade kicked the nearest tree trunk in frustration; she was steaming from embarrassment. Her parents had humiliated her in front of her friends saying why they thought she couldn’t get a decent guy. Of course, she faked a smile and excused herself as “the nice girl” would. Everyone was at the park, everyone that was invited were holding hands and hugging. All. Except. Her. Jade continued to walk around the park, muttering and keeping her head down. She wasn’t looking where she was going and suddenly crashed into someone unexpected…
Dave Strider was looking down at his phone, grimacing a
Could I Send You The StarsCan I send you the stars?Could I Send You The Stars1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A million twinkling lettters
Waiting above your head each night to be read
In gentle melody like midnight lullabies
For the girl I dearly wish could hear them.
Can I borrow your moon?
I know without it your nights may feel empty
But I envy its lovely radiance shining
Upon those two eyes
I wish I could see wish I could gaze into
So instead could I borrow your Moon?
And gaze into it hoping I'll find the loveliness
Of your eyes there instead.
Could I steal your Sun?
And pocket it's millions
And millions of memories
Of lightly caressing you with its rays
Knowing the feel of every beautifully delicate
Part of you for every day of every year..
Could I lease your dreams?
And reside there with you
Underneath our stars' gentle lullabies
And beneath the Moon's loving gaze
Away from the Sun's prying rays
Since you're all I really need.
So could I send you the stars
And hope they'll send my love too?
Stronger than SuicideYou are so much stronger than suicide.Stronger than Suicide2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are so much more powerful than the cuts on your arm,
And so much better than your eating disorder.
So much more than your scars.
Please look me in the eyes,
And show me your wounds,
Whether they be on your forearm,
Or your heart.
Have you been skipping meals?
Have you been cutting?
Well, here’s something for you to try.
Think one thing,
Just one thing,
Just remember to prove to the world,
Are stronger than
dear,when i first met you,dear,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
terror chilled down
& my heart
began to build
walls over walls
i won’t let them
hurt you, again.
i have a tendency
to get knocked
off my feet
& not know
how to get back up.
i’m still crawling around,
searching for your heart
beats under my bed
& between my tangled
i am pathetic.
you were all crooked,
& nights of forgetting
to take your zoloft.
i didn’t think I would miss that.
i didn’t think I would miss you.
you fell like a meteor
for him, hours after
you demolished me.
& i can’t hope you’re happy
because i’m still patching up
the war zone you left behind.
i taste bile in my throat.
i swallow it back down.
i won’t get sick for you.
A Taste of Honey, Ch.1This idea stemmed from a roleplay session with a good friend of mine. It's nowhere as dark as The Death of Peeta Mellark, which I'm still working on by the way. I'll be alternating between both. The writing for this is simpler, since it's in Katniss' POV, as opposed to an omniscient view.A Taste of Honey, Ch.13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I do hope you enjoy. Please review and comment. Don't be shy!
Chapter 1: Catching A Mockingjay
I hit the wild turkey in the eye. Clean shot.
It's taken me months of practice to catch up to the archery skills I once possessed, and even then, I've been missing more then I used to. Either I catch the animal in an awkward way that makes it less appealing to buyers, or I miss altogether. Still, it's better then three months ago when I grasped my bow for the first time since the end of the war. Pulling the string alone was exhausting and painful. Now it almost feels natural again.
I set the turkey into my game bag with the other one I caug
WhisperThe wind whispersWhisper1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I've heard
this all before.
Love Beyond the WindowWhen I was young, I believed in fairy tales.Love Beyond the Window2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I believed that if your heart willed it,
That love could overcome anything.
That one day, two lovers could always be together.
But those were simple lies I think...
After all, how does one reach across a window;
Reach across a screen...
To hold someone on the other side,
Before they slip through your fingers.
Like a lonely dance between air and water,
I can only stand on the surface of the lake,
And see her smiling on the other side.
Sometimes, I would draw pictures on the surface;
These thin useless arms of mine scrawling tiny doodles,
And she would smile and reply to each one:
Including a heart, for 'I love you'...
And each time I would feel,
As though I could soar through any distance,
As though I could run a hundred miles.
If only so I could see you;
If only because I missed you...
But enough I say...
Enough of this life
Sweet SerenityI have searched the very depths of my being,Sweet Serenity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seeking the essence of the void...
To understand its nature,
To become a part of nothing...
For where else can we be free of turmoil,
Where else can a beaten soul go to rest?
If not in the comforting embrace of eternal oblivion?
Such is what I seek, away from the noise that burns at my ears.
Away from the many voices that drill into my mind.
For these are not the whispers of psychosis,
Nor the delusions of a twisted psyche.
Instead they are the whispers that are heard all around us;
The whispers of the every-man.
He who desires the body of another.
He who desires the fat of his wallet.
He who cares only for self-satisfaction
And He who wishes to stand above all.
Voices, voices, noisy voices...
Eternally spitting their foul words into me.
Even in the realm of fantasy I can no longer escape!
For they are here, and I read their words scrawled across th
We Were SoldiersYou'll never hear me say that there's glory in war.We Were Soldiers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is ugly, it is painful, it is frightening...
But I know, in my heart;
Deep within this soul born of freedom.
That what I do, at times, is a necessity.
It is nerve-wracking, most days,
Knowing that when you wake up you may not make it home.
But still I am proud,
Because of what I have managed to achieve.
And tonight; I hope that you're proud of me,
Because I'm sending a hundred of my boys home.
I just wish that I was joining them this time...
Live for me (IcelandXReader)Your breath rasped through your throat, your ashen complexion doing nothing to comfort the trembling man next to you. The look of pure pain on his face only continued to squeeze your heart with a vice-like grip.Live for me (IcelandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I wanted to protect you.”
No, it’s, it’s not your fault.
“I should have been there to save you.”
You couldn’t have known, it’s okay.
“I’ve failed you.”
You’ve given me everything I could’ve ever wanted, how can you say something like that?
Emil rubbed his eyes roughly. “I only wish you could see her growing up.”
Yeah me too. You’ll take good care of her right?
“I promise I’ll do everything to protect her.”
Good. Get your brothers to help, though keep Mathias away from her, I don’t want her to be drinking beer so soon.
“I’ll bet I’ll hardly be able to get between them. Tino and Ber are already
Since then - PrussiaxTomboyish!Reader“And in a tight, black turtle-neck, you sexy ass,” I said and crossed my arms in an attempt to be angry. Though I could never really be angry with him, especially not when he dressed up like that.Since then - PrussiaxTomboyish!Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Of course,” Gilbert said with a confident smile and put his hands in his pockets. “You said you liked them and I had to look extra good today from what I understood.”
“I told you that?” I asked and looked at him with raised brows.
“Not to me, but we have friends in common, you know,” Gilbert said and rocked slightly back and forth in a pair of black dress shoes.
“Since when did you have dress shoes?” I asked and pointed down at them. Gilbert followed my finger and looked down at his feet.
“I’ve always had dress shoes,” he said and stuck one slightly forward, stopping his rocking. “Vati always said we should have at least one pair of them ready.”
“But you just don’t like th
Just Pull the TriggerThis pain I feel inside,Just Pull the Trigger1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It comes from no wounds.
This pain I feel I've died,
Don't leave me in this room...
I am surrounded by the walls-
And my cage grows tighter.
I pick up cigarettes and crawl,
As I search for my lighter.
Holding flames that I cup,
In these hands so bitter.
I take that first of puffs;
With a swill of liquor.
I have sunk to the bottom.
I'm dreaming of the moment I-
Will break the surface and see the sun.
But sadly I am done...
So let's go play with the gun!
And load, just pull the trigger!
And load, let the gun smoke linger!
- Word of Chen, 13th May 2014
She Dances With FireShe dances with fire, a dragon in tow.She Dances With Fire2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Twirling with flames; graceful and slow
She dances tonight, in a city of ash.
Her feet leaving footprints, where the sand will splash.
Quietly mourning, as time goes by;
Where once she beheld a home in her eyes...
Yet naught but the barest of bones remain,
And so she dances, to soothe the pain.
Broken HeartbeatYou seem to break my heart beat into shorter syllables,Broken Heartbeat9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like every time I touch you,
It just gets
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Jealousy- ItalyxReader_________ sat silently fuming behind the blissfully unaware Italian. He made it look so easy; like it was nothing. How did he do it? How was every fucking thing he drew a masterpiece?!Jealousy- ItalyxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"GAAAAAAAH!" She yelled, throwing her paintbrush down in frustration. "FUCK THIS SHIT!"
Italy jumped, startled. "Ahh! D-don't scream out of nowhere like that, _______!"
_________ sighed in guilt. "I'm sorry, Feliciano. It's just… what's the use? I'll never be a good artist."
Italy looked at the girl sympathetically, approaching her so he could see her picture. "Aw, come on, _______!" He chirped, actually opening his eyes so he could see the picture. "I'm sure it's not… Oh…"
"LOOK, NOT EVERYONE CAN BE AN AWESOME ARTIST LIKE YOUR MARIO-AND-LUIGI ASS!"
"Gah! I didn't say it was bad! M-maybe… you could say it's abstract?"
________ slumped. "It doesn't matter how you look at it, it sucks. Thanks for trying to teach me, Feliciano, but I'm just not cut out to be an artist…" She got up to leave, but he took her
How Much Longer? :1:Many people used to enjoy going to pizzerias, especially ones with the singing, talking animatronic creatures. They play a vital part of childhood wonders, and more often than not, the disturbance of parents.How Much Longer? :1:4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Places like this are commonly used for parties, gatherings and other events for children and adults alike. The animatronics however, don't have a say in this, much to their irritation. This particular night had been rough on them in one restaurant called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. The night seemed to last forever as the smell of burnt pizzas and hot wings filled the place. The children shrieked, ran, cried, and many sticky handprints were left on the establishments windows and arcade games. Such is the life of a month old pizzeria.
As the final customers scrambled out the doors, the children with them holding an armful of toys won with tickets, the three main-stage bots watched them leave, but made sure not to make themselves too obvious. The management came through, looking the b