You Will Never Understand MeYou Will Never Understand Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all that falls.
Never will I
More to shed.
Where you can see.
You will never understand;
You say you do,
but how can you?
and try some more.
You can keep trying,
until your last breath,
but it will never work.
You ask what can you do?
to be there.
Because you will never understand.
I want to be at home.
Where I can curl up in my corner,
and pretend to be seen
even less than I already am.
But no, I am stuck here.
In this stupid room,
And I can't handle it.
So you know what I do?
I go to the corner,
and pretend you're not there.
The tears flow,
and you just sit there and watch.
And you finally get it.
You will never understand.
But the pain is real,
and it is right there;
inside that child right in front of you.
It's tearing that child apart,
and there's nothing you can do about it.
You silently get up,
and just leave.
The tears eventually stop,
and I put my head up against the wall.
Suicidal LullabyDon't cry now baby,Suicidal Lullaby2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you're almost dead.
The tears are flowing
from what they've said.
Rivulets of red
from wrists you've slit.
You had tried so hard,
but couldn't quit.
You're all alone now;
your friends have gone.
Your heartbeat's slowing;
you won't see dawn.
Your life fades away
with ev'ry breath.
You are too far gone
to escape death.
Wipe away your tears,
and be at peace.
You're so close to
LJxGoatLaughing Jack was wandering around his carnival, eating a little girl's decaying body, when he sees a goat. Something about the goat seduces him. The goat's eyes are brown, innocent, and wide. LJ has had a lot of beer and shit to drink earlier, so he is completely enticed by this goat.LJxGoat1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
LJ approaches the goat.
"Hi bby, i lub u n we shud git married lel" He tells the goat.
The goat blinks and begins to run off, terrified.
"Wut teh fuk all I wnted was ur luv," LJ screams, distressed and heart broken.
LJ sinks to the ground and sobs over the goat. Then he gets the fuck over it the next day because who the fuck falls for a goat? Not this clown.
Come With MeA little girl with tear filled eyesCome With Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ran silent down the hall.
She didn't want to hear the sound
Of the noise beyond the walls.
She reached her room as the tears began
Falling softly down her cheeks.
It seemed that nothing could stop the tears
That came to her throughout the weeks.
Safe in her room she cried and cried
Not caring who might hear.
Perhaps someone could come and help her
Calm all of her fears.
Now as she cried a breeze came by
Through the window that was open.
And with tear filled eyes the girl looked up
And prayed a prayer unspoken.
"Please stop these things, oh please, my Lord.
And show them they are wrong.
Send an angel down to show us right
By words or yet by song."
The wind that came took away her prayer
High up into the heavens
Where an angel sat looking down
On the little girl of seven.
He' d heard her prayer, though silent it was
And pity touched his heart.
He could go to her and comfort her
He could maybe help in part.
With a careful leap the angel left
His perch u
Look around!Look around.Look around!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who are you?
Where are you?
What are you?
The walls are white
There is no sound
Merely breathing -
White as milk
Glow like stars
There! In the Corner!
Who are you? A faceless person...
Where are you? A cell for the mind...
What are you? The beast that they fear...
In the corner of your eye.
There's nothing there.
But..There, in the corner.
The white looks red.
Tendrils of red, creep up your walls.
The heavenly white bleeds out
Like a ravens wing, over a battlefield
Look around - You can't deny what you see
White runs red,
And security dies.
Who are you? A monster.
Where are you? Hell.
What are you? Insanity.
Fills desolate halls.
An empty room
Is all they find.
A girl wearing white
Arms, strapped to her chest.
Cries on the floor.
"The walls! They're bleeding!
EJ x reader Ch 1 You had been at an occult club, exploring the paranormal, but it was just an excuse to raid churches and stay up late. Anyway, you had gotten drunk on holy water at one of our club meetings, and was in a heated argument with your best friend about whether or not holy water actually protected you. You, a believer, thought that is was unquestionable, but she disagreed. She told me "Since your so full of it, why don't you walk in the graveyard and test it out." Against better judgement, you agreed.EJ x reader Ch 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now, just to get this clear, this graveyard you had to sleep in was not like any others you might know. It was on unholy ground, where suicides and criminals were hanged in the early days, unprotected by a church nor had a priest ever said a word over that ground. Perfect for ghosts. Perfect for a dare.
You had $20 riding on my sleeping for a night in that graveyard, so you weren't about to cheat or do anything to lose yourself that money. After a
Love, Lust and LiesPretty face and dark sultry eyesLove, Lust and Lies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is only a masked disguise
Beauty shines softly from this face
A wet-lipped smile of gentle grace
Under the costume is a darkling being
Who is very careful to not been seen
Under the velvet the darkness screams
Of carnage, hatred and bloody dreams
Demented desires smolder deep within
Barbed wire snakes hissing under the skin
The obsessed follow on begging knees
Willing to give all in order to please
Such tainted beauty is a shocking thing
When it slices you open with a hideous sting
So beware the sensual moaning sigh
Which beckons you forward in order to die
Slipping Into InsanityThere is no darkness inside the lightSlipping Into Insanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No frantic ramblings of twisted fright
No bleeding wrists of barbs held tight
No screaming fangs prepared to bite
No demons gathering in dark delight
To torment you every day and night
Such bliss in these flames alight
Until insanity snuffs out your sight
Dance the dance within the day
No letting nightmares have their way
Refusing to look beyond today
Closing your eyes in hopes to stay
To dance within the light's bright ray
Feeling the cold being held at bay
Ignoring the winds that tear and fray
Until insanity comes into play
So much for light and smiles dear
Happiness forever lost inside the fear
Within this cold no friends come near
You are very much alone without a cure
No gentle voices will you now hear
No arms to hold and sunlight cheer
Just the welcoming demon's sneer
No denying insanity is right here
Dreams and Nightmares Since beginning of time man and mankind have always had dreams. Probably from as young as the first year of our lives we have had dreams. Some have been happy, like the one of you finally meeting your crush, some have been nightmares of getting swallowed up and put in hell, some are confusing and embarrassing (enough said), and some are just plain fuzzy and can't be remembered.Dreams and Nightmares1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
This...... composition is about the dreams we have, fuzzy or impossible too. It is a theory of my kind that these night time....... visions are actually a branch of the future.
Wait. Stop. Pause. Rewind. You're probably thinking right now, "what is this kid trying to pull off? we all know this isn't true" but let me explain. Please. Try to wrap your mind around this first: From the second we are born till the second we die we make choices, however small or monumental, they have an effect on your life. For example, say one day you ate cereal for breakfast and in PE that d
Queen of DelusionsThe outside doesn’t countQueen of Delusions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the inside is burning hate
Jealousy devising vicious schemes
To drag everyone else down
Confined to your own deceit
Controlled by your own delusion
That you are the queen
But you’re strung upon the gallows
As you should
Surrounded by the darkness you emit
Taunted by the face in the nightmares
It only drags you deeper
Towards your own demise
No More TearsThey fight.No More Tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's caught in the middle.
Unable to make one side see reason,
Unable to make the other feel better.
She can't take it.
She hates conflict,
They should know that.
She just wants to run away,
Find someplace free of arguments,
Curl up in a ball
The accusations bombard her,
Even away from the stinging words.
"Tell him I'm right!"
"Tell her she's not listening!"
They don't care what she says.
But she can't run away.
She's trapped with them.
So she buries her head in her hands
She can't stop.
It hurts, all of it.
She covers her ears
But they scream,
They cut through it all.
So she just tones it out,
Aware only of her book
And the tears still streaming down her face.
And even that doesn't work.
So she steels herself.
Grits her teeth.
What she says?
No more tears.
The GirlThe girl with perfect attendance.The Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl who had straight A's.
The girl whom the teachers liked,
and respected everyone.
She wasn't the prettiest girl.
She wasn't the funniest girl.
She knew she wasn't even close to the best,
but she didn't care.
Now that girl sits at home.
Now that girl is all alone.
Now that girl cries and wonders;
why does only she feel the pain?
She doesn't know why they choose to hurt her,
but she knows there are knives in the kitchen,
and rope and trees outside in the yard,
and there's always the pistol in Daddy's sock drawer.
Then the girl just smiles and laughs;
for she gets to decide when she doesn't want to feel the pain anymore
Bad MedicineI think of it like a rusted spoon,Bad Medicine1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
as I’m force fed bad medicine;
it leaves my psyche in zero gravity,
looking up like Wile. E. before I realize
there is no ground below
Each thought is the stinging wind,
my eyes water and
the air forces my words
back down my throat,
It’s like those dreams where
your car rolls backwards off a bridge,
and your hands are melded with the dashboard,
a manikin melted,
but unlike the dreamers
I don’t get to wake on impact.
I choke on my own salt water,
I shake so hard the birds can feel it
from their telephone perches
and if their songs are reassurance,
I mute them under the covers,
I find myself weather-patterned,
except I can’t bring myself to rain,
and the nimbostratus on my shoulders
is too damn heavy to clear.
I chalk it up to the fact that my mind
is drowning in a dull roar
that plugs my nose and
forces my mouth open.
If only I could refuse the irony
in that spoonful of crus
Pretty Blue PillsPretty blue pills,Pretty Blue Pills2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
shiny in my palm,
the ticket to my peace,
to my eternal calm.
They're so perfectly round,
and soon they'll be in me.
The closest to perfect
that I'll ever be.
They go down so smooth.
Five, ten, fifteen and twenty.
Soon I'll be gone.
Twenty-five and Thirty.
That should be enough,
but I'll play it safe.
Thirty-five and forty.
Now I have no more to take.
The bottle is empty,
as empty as I feel.
None of this is happening,
too good to be real.
But soon I start to drift
into a dark unknown fog.
Somewhere quite distantly.
I hear a muffled sob.
But I blow it off as fake.
Nobody could possibly care.
I doubt anyone's noticed
that I'm no longer there.
But then I hear my name,
just a distant call.
I feel myself lift higher.
No! I want to fall!
I ignore the voice in earnest,
but it's calling me up, up, up.
Please let me be.
That life was too tough.
I like this fog,
this numbing haze,
free from the ridicule,
from the judging gaze.
But inevitably I come up,
eyes open so slight.
A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 1"Do it again Jack, do it again!" you say, clapping and giggling. Jack smiled and winded up the little Jack in the box as it hummed familiar tune.A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 11 year ago in Horror More Like This
'All around the Mulberry bush,
the monkey chased the weasel,
the monkey thought it was all in good fun...'
Then, a small clown popped out of the box, resembling Jack.
''till POP goes the weasel!'
You smile and giggle; that was your favorite song. "Can we go on the Merry-Go-Round?"
"Of coarse, (F/N)!" Jack replied, picking you up. He carried you through the abandoned - but fully functional carnival that he made just for you. He set you down on a pink horse and the ride started spinning at a medium speed. He leans against a pole and smiles at you.
You two go the carnival every day. It only appears when he's with you, though. You tried showing your friends and your parents, but nothing was there. You tell your parents about Laughing Jack and all the fun things you do together, but your mother says it's all in your imagination. But you know that
My mind and me.My mind and me.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My mind and me.
My mind to me is like an unfathomable ocean.
My mind to me is as vast as heaven!
The more I try to bind it.… It just slips away!
When I try to catch hold of it, it just finds its own way!
My mind is like an unbound bird,
Crossing every boundary without fear.
Sometimes a lone traveler.
Sometimes a sweet child, dear to his mother!
My mind stands still like a majestic tree!
It’s like a silly butterfly… freed from every worry!
Sometimes an old gloomy mountain.
Sometimes a mirthful fountain.
My mind is a window to my dreamland,
Depicting the dreams which I fail to understand!
It’s ferocious like a rebellious cascade...
And happier than the hued springtime parade!
My mind, like a mirror,
Reflects every unknown desire.
It’s an unopened letter..
Or the chest that hides a valuable treasure!
My mind is like the crystal clear waters.
Sometimes it’s colder than the coldest winters!
Sometimes it tangles me within.
Sometimes it’s as dead as
Don't Kick A Hornet's NestDON'T KICK A HORNET'S NESTDon't Kick A Hornet's Nest1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was setting the carnival up in a new area. Why did I have to move it? Well, it's a long story, and one I don't want to discuss right now. This spot was isolated, just the way I liked it. It was next to an abandoned coal mine. Richard's Mine, I think it was called. During the week I was working on putting it up, I had the strangest sensation...as though I were being watched...but no matter how hard I searched, no one was there. Even using my powers, I couldn't find whoever was watching me, if they were even there.
Finally, it was finished. I climbed the tallest tree I could find and surveyed my handiwork in the crisp morning air. That night, I would head into the city to hunt for children. But first, I needed some rest after all that hard work. I climbed down and started to head back towards the carnival, but then the sensation of being watched came back, only stronger this time. I spun around, and saw something sprinting through the brush. A deer? No, a...g
A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 5Sighing with relief, you exit the building for the day. Your test was at your last class, and you think you did pretty well, definitely enough to pass. Your school bag hangs over your shoulder as you get in your car, and you toss it into the back. You take out your keys and start the vehicle, and turn to the passenger’s seat.A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 51 year ago in Horror More Like This
“Boo.” said a familiar black and white clown with a smirk.
Like always, you jump slightly at his unexpected presence. You roll your eyes and buckle your seatbelt and put the gear in reverse.
“Man, you scare easily. How do you even handle holidays like Halloween?” Jack rolled his eyes as your foot touched the gas pedal and you began driving out of the parking space.
“Well I’m sorry if I don’t expect clowns just popping up everywhere I go without a warning.”
“Well consider this a warning.” He replied. A small chuckle escapes your lips. He seemed to be over that whole ‘new friends’ thing. H
The Girl with the SmileThe girl with the smile stands alone;The Girl with the Smile3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People pass her by without even a single glance.
Her troubled mind is unknown to the outside world;
A happy outer shell covers a deep black hole within.
The girl with smile is always there.
When others stand back with fear;
She helps them overcome what stands in the way,
But what happens when she's scared?
The girl with the smile is alone.
No one is there to lead her;
Forced to stare her fear in the face,
And to struggle to overcome to move on with her life.
The girl with the smile is always there.
She lends a shoulder to those who cry;
A laugh to those who are depressed,
But what happens when she cries?
The girl with the smile is alone.
No shoulder or laugh to make her better;
Forced to live out the sorrow of her life,
And to bottle up her emotions so no one can see.
The girl with the smile is always there.
Watching as everyone's life was passing by;
No one ever asks her how she feels,
What does she do to let go of her unwanted feelings?
tonighttonight i'll take my lifetonight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tonight i won't care
tonight i'll pretend
tonight i'll be
tonight i won't count
tonight i'll take my life
LJXHungover!Snuffbomb part twoThe very next day!LJXHungover!Snuffbomb part two1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
SnuffBomb awoke on his couch, a wave of pain brought to him vague memoirs of the night previous. He was wondering why the couch was sticky until he lifted himself up only to be greeted with a personal pants party. That is if he had pants… Yes the famous SnuffBomb went to bed drunk with pants on, and woke up without them. How he didn’t see that *cumming* coming we’ll never know!
Well let’s not dwell on the past, and let’s continue the story!
Snuff looked over at the clock on the wall and noticed it was 9:58pm.
“The fuck?” He said while attending to his personal boxer party.
“Is that necessary to do in the living room!?” A scarred Laughing Jack said while shielding his eyes.
“Hey I can't control when he want’s to roll ok?” Snuff said placing himself back into his boxers.
“Must you refer to it as a “he”?” Asked LJ.
“Yush! Either that or “THE THUNDAH FROM DOWN UND
Deadly VictimShadow driven she reeks of old blood and dustDeadly Victim2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dried up dreams that scorched and turned to rust
Dark eyes glow with a demonic thirst to slake
Believing her still human is a very grave mistake
Daughter of countless nightmares consumed
Skin deep beauty shelters the covered wound
Slinking the dark corridors in a predatory pace
This darkling demon with a glowing angelic face
A victim of madness grown into an awesome force
Of rage and hatred with absolutely no remorse
Born of the most demented abuse and insane desire
Now darker than even her tormentors tried to inspire