Soulmate (6)Soulmate (6)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
When I Look Into Your Eyes
When I look into your eyes,
I see all I will ever need.
The woman I behold,
Just waiting to be freed.
Her Name is AliceHer Name is Alice2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
("If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense")
("Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't")
I invite you to a world where there is no such thing as time
And every creature lends themselves to change your state of mind
And the girl that chased the rabbit, drank the wine, and took the pill
Has locked herself in limbo to see how it truly feels
To stand outside your virtue
No one can ever hurt you
Or so they say
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
And even though she's dreaming, she knows
Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain
And every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain
And through the looking glass we see she's painfully returned
But now off with her head I fear is everyone's concern
You see there's no real ending
It's only the beginning
Come out and play
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
Lady Hollow ~ Chapter 11Lady Hollow ~ Chapter 1111 months ago in Romance More Like This
- " Let me go, bastard! " you yelled loudly, struggling to get out from the demon's hold.
The said man only chuckled at your poor attempt, bringing you closer to his chest. You scowled darkly, stopping your struggling. It was quit difficult to break up from Sebastian's grip when your arms where tied behind your back, you sitting on his lap.
- " What, you don't like it? " he breathed huskily, chin atop your head.
- " NO I DON'T "
- " It's a shame that you have no choices but to submit to me, Lady Hollow...Don't worry, I will (not) be gentle with you... " he mumbled.
- " Like hell I will let you have your way with- " you gasped painfully when you felt something piercing your stomach and you looked down.
The jerk was stabbing you with one of his knives and you growled.
- " You will let me go this instant or else- "
- " Or else what? " he cut you.
- " You don't want to cross that line, Cutie " you finished.
- " Well, you see...I'm quit curious~ "
- " I warned you " you rolled your ey
A. McGee's Alice, Chapter 1Beyond A Shattered Looking GlassA. McGee's Alice, Chapter 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: First Meetings
Received confirmation from the Superintendent that I will be given the opportunity to treat a very troubled and difficult patient. Dubious honour! Her name is Alice, and her prognosis is not promising. After looking at her file, Im astonished she has survived this long. She has been nearly comatose for comatose for a year.
Rutledge Private Clinic and Asylum was a large haunting building that was built in a sloped gulf stuck between two hills, in Lancashire, England. At least six stories high with many hidden catacomb wards beneath the ground floor, it was safe to say that Rutledge Institute was indeed a place of secrets and madness. The nights there were enough to send a sane person into one of the beds in a fit of madness. Not was there one minute in the institute where it was quiet, with insane patients in straightjackets being carted off into solitary confinement. Others were dragged away to some u
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, ProudSebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
The Siren and the CarpenterAlice walks slowly behind the Carpenter. Nervously, she glances around the empty ocean space as if an enemy was waiting to attack any minute. Her siren dress glimmered behind her, as did her jet-black hair in the light of the aqua-marine ocean. She was barefoot, walking like a cat through the ocean floor. Her mint-leaf eyes dart sideways, cautiously examining her strange surroundings. In her left hand. She bear the vorpal blade which was splattered with dark blood and bits of black liquid which resembled ruin. Even through the mess, it still had a shine to it. The Carpenter whipped his large head around to look down at the uneasy girl. She jumped at this, and felt her stomach churn. "My dear, whatever is the problem? You seem a little tense." Alice sighed and looked into his plain eyes sharply. "Its nothing, really I'm fine." The impresario could tell something was weighing down on her. Instead, he politely ignored it and kept taking long strides to the Dreary Lane Theater in which heThe Siren and the Carpenter1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter One The room was dimly lit, if you could call it a room. It was more like a cell.Chapter One6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alice stared blankly at the filthy ceiling. Everything hurt, but she couldnt will herself to move. It was easier to just lay there.
She heard the door open and the sound of footsteps slowly walking towards her. Still no reaction. There was no point in it.
Someone, a man, stepped into her peripheral vision and knelt down next to her. He watched her for a moment. Why was she so sore? She tried to recall, but all she came up with were flashes of pain and blood. She quickly repressed the memories. Alice didnt look at her new companion until he touched her face, brushing away a lock of hair. Under the circumstances she wouldnt have spared him a glance, but the touch was gentle and she vaguely wondered why.
It was too dark for Alice to make out his face.
D.R Lizzie BumbyD.R Lizzie Bumby3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Her mind wore her unwilling death
His vicious will undid her form
Performed all with a grin
He burned her clothes and
her fragments of memory. Vanish.
Perverse thoughts of necrophilia
Purging through his veins
The reason for her death
He hungered for release.
Bloody flesh excited his throbbing
He forced into clammy wetness
Raping her flesh
Desecrating her virtue.
She rode the undeserving light
Unknowing why she met her burning fate
At maniacal whims.
Her body lay tampered and mangled
Across the bedroom floor
All because she forgot to
Lock the fucking door.
Alice: Left Behind. Chapter 1"Now what?"Alice: Left Behind. Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alice worriedly asked herself as she looked around the maddened place. After she just killed Dr. Bumby, she lost reason for living, confused with what to do next. She stared at the Vorpal Blade and went into deep thought. She took up the knife and placed the edge right under her jaw. Her little hands were shaking, unsure of her decision.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you."
Alice's attention was drawn towards the voice, which came from Cheshire, seated quietly on a branch of a tall tree. Baring those grim-looking teeth with a grin, its bony structure wrapped with its gray hide. It was Alice's guide ever since the beginning of her journey; she waited for its advice this time.
"I know you Alice, you are not this pathetic, or are you?"
"Well you pick the best time to drop in, do you cat? What is the purpose of me existing anyway? Might as well end this right here and right now. I finally had what I wanted; can I just rest in peace?"
"Why not go back to your old life then. Make
Alice Went Mad...Alice Went Mad... So Did Wonderland...Alice Went Mad...5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Alice was a sweet girl when she was young. Always playing with her old raggedy stuffed bunny. She had her own little world, were a queen lived, that did not like Alice much. But everyday, Alice went to this world, she and her friends called Wonderland. The girl didnt have friends from the normal world. Only the creatures of Wonderland. The Hare, The Cheshire Cat and The Mad Hatter. But one day
Alices house burnt down, her parents dying in the accident. Alice went mad, and so did wonderland. She was locked up in the asylum, het wrists cut open and her beautiful blue dress bloody. Her stuffed rabbit, she did not have.
Until one day, after dear Alice had been moaning and weeping about the stuffed toy, they went to find it. The next evening as Alice stared ever so quietly up at the ceiling. They brought her the stuffed and burnt up toy. It wasnt very broken. One eye was
Dying inside my soulThere's a holeDying inside my soul4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
in my chest,
I should shoot
just to fill it .
But what's the use
it'll only pass
This HurtsEvery once in a while I get this feeling,This Hurts4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That if I closed my eyes for long enough,
Or pinched myself real hard,
I'd wake up and, maybe,
I wouldn't feel like this.
I wouldn't feel this awful hate,
This disgust, this revulsion.
Every single drop that slides,
So bitter and salty,
Makes me loathe myself more and more.
I hate this.
I just wish it could all go away.
When the darkness closes in,
And I can feel myself being wrapped tighter and tighter
As that black seeps into the edge of my vision,
I think about what others have done.
Sharp knives go swish across blue veins,
Pills slide smoothly down to darkness with you along for the ride,
Pellet of metal dives straight for the brain,
Coarse rope grips firmly and kindly till all is gone and faded,
Or air brushes softly by as the ground rushes towards your embrace.
I hate this.
And I know its cliché,
I know its been said before,
But no-one understands.
And how could they?
The worst part is the choking,
It's too late to liveWhere's my inspiration?It's too late to live4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where's that light at the end of the tunnel,
the one I used to follow?
Who blew it for me?
Who ruined the chances I had for happiness?
There's no one to blame but me.
I was the one who let life slip away from my hands,
I was the one not capable of holding on to hope,
I miss you.
But now I'm dead.
To Live Is To DrownYou tell me things will be okay,To Live Is To Drown4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You tell me just to breathe,
But with my head underneath the water,
That's a little hard to conceive.
As I sink further and further,
The sunlight slips away.
I shut my eyes, accepting the fact,
That things will never change.
Painpain,Pain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it starts in my heart,
it burns through my skin,
it bleeds out my eyes,
it shuts me from the world.
No More Heart To GiveMy life is the sand filling the bottom of the hourglassNo More Heart To Give4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But my mind is ticking as the pendulum swings hypnotically
Back and forth, back and forth
One step forward and two steps back
Where am I going?
I still remember when all the blood in this body seeped out of their veins
That day etched so vividly on a jet black and poor excuse of a heart
I remember all the words marked up on my sleeves
And the sleepless nights stolen from me
I have no more heart to give
The last time I checked, I'm heartless
I'm just so sick of spilling my guts out for nothing
Give me a reason tell me there's more to it than this
I'm just one step off this ledge and I'm ready to jump
Tell me it's a quick drop
Tell me it'll be painless
Tell me you'll watch me
Lie to me
I'm locked up in my mind no way in, no way out
Help break me out of my whitewater misery
Hold my heart while I die in obscurity
You'll find my body somewhere on Memory Lane
Breathe the truth into me before I go
There is still time before
PainPain is...Pain10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they say life is wonderfulYou don't understand. To you, reality is simple, a given, so obvious that it hardly needs to be mentioned.they say life is wonderful4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I don't know what it is to me, though. Never have. Never will.
You don't understand. You're on the right side of the glass, the side everyone is supposed to be on. The "normal" side.
But I'm on that other side. Yeah, you know, the one you've heard about. Been warned about, because that's where they are -- the lunatics, the crazy ones, the freaks. The ones who've lost their sanity.
Tell me, how can I have lost something I never had?
On this side, there are no 'shapes'. Outlines are defined by your eyes and your wayward mind. Colors splatter out onto the page. [The artists are all in
On this side, everything goes hazy and spins you around until aiming at the encouraging moon has you hurtling at top speed towards the ground.
On this side,
there is no
so every single decision you make will automatically be
You don't und
Loving You Is SuicideHated by one whom I relied.Loving You Is Suicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trapped by your allure.
You're drowning in your pride.
You: A cold hearted creature.
You'll love me when stars collide.
My love, unlike yours was pure.
Tormenting words trapped inside.
My heart is black and full of failure.
All I am is set aside.
To you, I'm just a decoy, nothing but a lure.
My heart is cracked and dried.
Your true feelings killed my eternal rapture.
To no one can I confide.
Nothing but a nuisance, staining your stature.
Left with a pain yet to subside.
It is pure torture...
Loving you is suicide.
Tick....Tick.....Tick....And the crickets get louder and louder, their limbs working together so that they create one great, horrendous noise. Just when you think it going to get better, when they're going to be quieter, the noises merge, forming one solid...ticking sound...almost.Tick....Tick.....Tick....4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Time stands still there.
That world which it seems you can't escape, no matter how hard you try.
No matter how much you struggle.
The land where parties are no longer fun occassions.
The land where /anyone/ could be out for your blood.
And the land where you can lose anyone at a moments notice. Even your closest, most beloved, friends.
And there's nothing you can do.
One would almost call that world Hell.
Hell is here.
Hell is the real world.
Things can be as dreadful as they want in your dreams, but at least you can wake up from those.
In the real world, there's only one way out.
But that's the way of the coward.
You are no coward.
You just retreat into your dreams.
Retreat into Wond
Dream MachineI wish there was a machine,Dream Machine1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That could turn any dream I wanted,
Because the world should preach fairness,
And rebellious attitudes.
So that children could learn justice,
I wish there was a machine,
That could make my dreams come true.
Because she deserves that job,
And he should go to school.
So that our eyes would be color blind,
And our ears,
Deaf to lies.
I think that when I sleep tonight,
And if I really, really tried,
I could dream a dream where the Dream Machine,
And in that little dream,
Its powers would be so strong,
That in the morning,
When I wake up,
The rain won't ever fall.