The War Ain't OverThe war's never overThe War Ain't Over1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Its always just beginning
Thinking of all the battles I've lost
Sends my brain spinning,
But the war ain't over
That much I know
So there's a chance I could take the reigns
And then I'd never let 'em go
But right now's another battle
Another hour of pain,
The enemies siege
When my smile started to wane
Under the crushing blows
Their words did to me
Though I suppose
I should be glad they weren't
Sticks and stones
Cause then where would I be?
And as my embarrassment mounts
Then comes their cavalry
Stabbing at what's left of my gaiety.
I call for a retreat
Cut the losses of my pride
Run back for shelter
And merely try to hide,
But waiting there's an ambush
Another standing infantry
All their guns dutifully
Pointing towards me.
I stand and accept their fire
Where else am I meant to go?
Here was supposed to be safe
This castle was supposed to be home.
So I pull myself together
I stride through their screams
Trying not to fall apart
Whilst they rip me to seams.
And the d
a sliver of the galaxyto the star girl on the edge of my tongue:a sliver of the galaxy1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
your hair dye is fading; you are a patch work
quilt comprised of sleepless nights and
the world around you romanticizes
the sadness that fills you like a broken well,
but you know they’re wrong --
having a darkness that threatens
to overwhelm you every single moment
isn’t glamorous at all.
you’ve started to trace your skin
with a knife again, itching to press
a little harder, to draw on your body
the only way you know how.
but you won’t.
because that will mean
that you’re just as far gone
as they think you are.
and there’s still a sliver inside of you
that doesn’t want to let go.
--the girl on the other side of your mirror
The Oldest FearMy mother once said, "You aren't afraid of needles, you’re afraid of pain. You aren't afraid of exploring, you’re afraid of getting lost. You aren't afraid of heights, you’re afraid of falling. You aren't afraid of flying, you’re afraid of crashing."The Oldest Fear1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I conquered all my fears but one:
My fear of the dark
The oldest fear mankind has known.
One night, I told my mother about my only fear. She stopped rocking in her chair and knelt down in front of me. She smiled sweetly and replied,
“My child, you aren't afraid of the dark, you’re afraid of what’s in it.”
I looked into her bright golden eyes before she hugged me tightly.
Funny, I thought Mother’s eyes were blue.
Mythos Chapter 1: LineageMythos: Chapter 1Mythos Chapter 1: Lineage3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It's almost been 2 years since my brother murdered our parents. Because of how much his appearance had changed, the police hadn't been aware the killer was no longer a brown-haired, smooth-skinned boy. For the last couple years, he's had black hair and white, leatherlike skin. Not just that, his eyelids are no longer there and he had carved a glasgow smile into his cheeks.
The night he had killed our parents, he was nearly able to stab me to death. Luckily I was able to crawl my way to the phone before heavy bleeding became my demise. Despite that though, I still love my brother no less than I ever have. Although being a Christian, I'm required to unconditionally love every living being like our Father above. The wooden cross that hangs on my necklace always reminds me of Jeff, since he owned one just like it. For the last while I've been wondering if he still had it.
If you haven't gotten the hint, I'm Liu, Jeff's older brother.
Dear NightmaresThis is a letter to leave to the night.Dear Nightmares1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To the monsters under my bed,
In my closet,
In my head.
This is a letter about fear.
About screaming in the night,
In the shadows of faces,
In the voices afraid of the light.
This is a letter about countless cries.
About sanity that would not come,
About everything lost to the night,
About the damage that cannot be undone.
This is a letter about remorse.
About all the time I didn’t spend,
About the people I left in the ashes,
About the friendships I lost in the end.
This is a letter about dreams.
About the realities I didn’t need to face,
About time wasted on invisible planes,
About vanishing without a trace.
This is a letter I did not write
Because I was too busy screaming in the night.
Man In The Dark 27Man In The Dark 276 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pacing the nighttime stairs, the yellow visors of the tyrant CEO glowed with a pensive light as he contemplated the day's events. Any doubts he might have had about the current state of affairs in this day and age were finally settled in the light of his recent discoveries.
Definitely medieval, though it did show signs of leaning towards a possible industrial revolution in the near future, even if only it was a way for the neighboring countries to try to maintain an advantage over one another. The academy whose halls he now strode through was a particularly clever touch, one that Von Talon approved of. As it was, Tristain was a tiny dot on the map, greatly overshadowed by the far larger stretches of land that were the home territories of it's neighbors and trading partners. By founding something like the academy, an international, neutral ground of extremely high class, it playe
Supernatural - DestinedSupernatural - Destined5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was just starting to dip into its usual routine of the end of the day. The trees were done turning their colors for the year and had started falling daily littering the ground with the colors of fall. A chill wind constantly blew through towns making so the winter coats were hung on the walls for easy access. Spooky decorations covered rows of houses and pumpkins with carved smiles guarded the doorways of Pontiac, Illinois.
While other kids were deciding what they were going to be wearing for Halloween in the next week and where they best candy houses were two particular small boys were getting ready to settle into the umpteenth motel that month. The dark blue '67 Impala roared down the road and scattered leaves as it flew past houses neatly stacked in a line. Dean's green eyes stared vacantly as the other children ran around on the streets and sighed, "How long are we gonna be in this stupid town anyway?" He turned and relaxed into the front seat of the car.
"A week tops, I pr
Because you've made me Love youYou make me laugh,Because you've made me Love you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you make me cry,
you make me pretty in my mind
and to everything else, blind.
But out of all the things you do, you've
made me love you.
Like your shadow when you walk
past, I follow the steps you take, I
walk in your shoes, I
understand you. Sometimes it's
not as comfortable as I
would like but I do it because you've
made me love you.
I know that my jokes aren't funny
and that I may be sensitive and emotional
and I'm not really anybody beautiful
and as positive as you make me be for you I
still see the truth in the world.
Even if it's not happy but you've
made me love you.
And I'd do anything for you.
But you don't know I love you the way I do and in fact you
must not know. Because I fear you wouldn't love me
Not the way I love you.
I'll never tell you until you tell me first but,
but what if you're just feeling the same about me but
what if you're thinking these same thoughts then
who goes first?
you wouldn't love me. Not in a
Let People InI used to hate people so much because they're so quick to judge and betray each other. They'll say they're your friends, but then ignore you or shun you when it stops being convenient or fun for them. They use you as much as they can, and when they're done with you they all just disappear. I didn't want to have friends like that, and I thought I didn't need them. I thought that, but it wasn't right at all. I thought I was stronger, rejecting relationships and friends. But once you reject people, you're stuck. You lose the opportunity to make those connections that define your life. And when you've lost those chances, you don't get them back.Let People In1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I found someone like me to share my pain with. She's still one of the most special and important people in my life. She always will be.
Whenever you meet that person, whether they're a friend, a lover, or a family member, don't turn them away.
Up until recently, that's all I've ever done. I've tried to build trusting friendships, romances... and it
HurtLies stacked upon each other,Hurt1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A disgraceful factory.
Hurt being passed around,
A disease that spreads so easily.
Lust that finally awakens,
A sinful need.
We’ve created our own kingdom,
We’ve buried our own graves.
There is no turning back,
No back button to press.
A stinging feeling,
As the reality seems more unpleasant.
The salvation looked for won’t be found,
There is no happy end.
The only salvation I see is the one,
With the gun against your temple.
Man in the Dark 30Man in the Dark 303 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The mansion of Count Mott was an elaborate affair, perfectly reflecting the tastes of it's owner. Numerous works of art lined the halls, rich carpeting across the floors, exotic plants in flowerpots at tastefully chosen intervals across the myriad corridors, and chandeliers that fairly dripped with gilded crystal chains.
...all in all, it was a testament to the gaudy and irresponsible nature of it's master, the Count obviously a man with many tastes to be satisfied.
Not only the needlessly gilded furnishings, but the staff of servants that took care of the mansion proved quite well that next to monetary wealth, the Count had one other specific taste that he liked to indulge in.
All female, young and pretty, the maids here were constantly bustling through the halls, hurriedly attending to their tasks. Short skirts that rode up tantalizingly with each motion of their hips, thigh-high sto
KalonaKalona3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are you there?
In the darkest shadows,
Can you hear my plea?
I know that you are a fallen angel, fallen from Nyx's side.
Enprisoned in this earthy cave!
I can set you free!
Just give me a sign that you can hear me!
Kalona, you are my fallen immortal!
I will release you and you feathery beasts!
We shall all be free.
Free from this wasteland we call home!
I have the power, just say you hear me.
I hear you, now release me unto this world!
American!Tourist!ReaderxJapan part12-Tokyo TouristAmerican!Tourist!ReaderxJapan part12-Tokyo Tourist2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
12 Readers POV
There was something on your stomach. Something semi heavy. You cracked your eyes open, blinking and squinting at the bright morning light. When your eyes adjusted enough for you to look around you sat straight up, making whatever it was on your stomach tumble down. This wasn't your hotel room. Your hotel room didn't have that window or those color walls, or screen doors, or such a low bed.
You looked down and saw an angry cat glaring at you. Slowly your confusion and fear melted away and your heart returned to its normal pace. You were at Kiku's parents apartment. Last night you had fallen asleep listening to him play the piano. He must have decided not to wake you up.
Neko kept glaring at you so you reached out one hand and scratched his cheek absentmindedly. He instantly started purring and leaned into your touch. "Oh you like that huh?" you laughed lightly at the happy little cat. Suddenly his ears parked up and he trotted out of the small open space in the scr
Man in The Dark 24Man in The Dark 2410 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: LAAAAAAAAY THEE DOWN/ WHATTA HEAVY DAY
The rusted city sprawled out beneath Louise's gaze once more, her mind replaying that incredible scene once more. Towering spires of brass and metal, belching smoke into the sky, the air rich with the burning scents of industry.
Instinctively, she knew this was just a dream, her slumbering mind merely replaying the visions she had seen before.
Metal, precious gems, weaponry, constructs, spices, food, natural resources, even people...it was a feeling not unlike that of one of the bigger cities of Halkeginia, or at least what little she could remember of such places. Except in this case, the city was almost an entire country itself, sprawling from horizon to horizon, hundreds, if not thousands more people living and breathing within its' borders. And then there was the case of the peculiar construction of the buildings in the city, a baroque mixtur
Slenderman - MisunderstoodWhy don't you humans get it? I'm not the enemy. I'm just different, that's all. You are not used to seeing my kind. That's no surprise. I am one of two that's left. I also have a cousin, somewhere. The last I heard from him was that he found more of his kind in a world made up of blocks. Are you humans there as well? If so, be careful. Don't make direct eye contact with his kin, they take that as a challenge.Slenderman - Misunderstood2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You humans naturally fear the unknown. I can relate to that. But, you don't try to understand. Instead, you make assumptions.
Let's take my appearance, for example. My height varies, but I am usually 9 feet tall. I have on a black suit and tie, I can make an infinite amount of black tendrils/tentacles come out of my back, and have no face. I am seen as 'unnatural;' as 'alien;' as 'threatening.' Anything that you humans find unusual that intimidates you is labeled as 'unsafe' and a 'threat to your existence.' You must 'exterminate the
RiskI reached to grab your waiting handRisk1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You pull away again
I stretched just like a rubber band
And failed under the strain
It`s like a game of chess we play
We move our pieces round
As rook takes knight, we play the game
But then the moves run out
I don't know why we dance and dance
In circles like we do
You hate the risk, I want the chance
To prove it all to you
But in the end, it ends the same
These things, they often do
I try to play, I lose the game
And now I'm losing you
© Jarrett Douglass DeLude
What Is He Worth?What Is He Worth?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A forgotten man
Is a soul worth losing
In spite of his successes
There is nothing he is
A shy man
Is someone worth ignoring
From day to night
Silence is his only sound
A man in love
Is someone worth crushing
His broken heart
Only matters to him
A forgotten, shy man who is in love
Doesn’t exist to her
He is invisible
So what is he worth?
Man In The Dark 25Man In The Dark 259 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Descending from the heavens in a smooth, controlled glide, the tyrant CEO of the West swept in over the wall of the Academy, his boots scuffing on the grass as he transitioned from flight to a casual walk as easily as breathing, his wings once more refolding into the long business coat he always kept draped over his shoulders.
“So what now?” Derflinger rattled in his sheath. “Off to find the missy and give her the bad news?”
If he'd had a mouth, the western ruler might have cracked a smile, or even chuckled at that. No, no that wouldn't be necessary...if his summoner hadn't already figured out that much on her own already, then she simply hadn't been paying attention.
She was sharp enough, and accustomed to his eccentricities enough by now to have resigned herself to his decision to hold on to the rusted blade. How much of that had to do with her glimpse of the
Parable of the LanternThere were once two men seeking wisdom under the tutelage of an ancient master. He brought them into a dark room. In the center were two metal lamps, each containing a flickering flame.Parable of the Lantern7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Grip your lamp by the base, endure the heat, and gaze into the flame," instructed the master. "If your faith wavers and you look away, or your strength fails and you let go, even for an instant, you will be lost. You will never be wise. But gaze at the flame and, if you prevail, you will know truth."
And the master left them.
The two men gripped their lamps, and gazed into the light. Soon the lamps grew hot from the fire within, and began to burn their hands.
One man let go and stood up. "Aha!" cried the faithful man, as he continued to grip his lantern. "You have shown yourself too weak to become wise."
"Who is wise, the one who holds fire, or the one who lets go?"
The faithless man's eyes adjusted to the dark, and he saw that
ArtArt.Art2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The world is your canvas.
Society is your paint brush.
The people are your choice of colours.
What kind of picture would you paint?
How would it differ from the image that is currently on show?
Would you go mad and rid yourself from all forms of restraint?
Just how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?
I ask because every portrait I create,
Is inspired by what is already in front of me.
So is it possible to even recreate,
Anything that the mind is not able to see.
The picture will always be the same
Because this life is all we know.
Where there is compassion there must be pain
Because it us who made it so.
Trouble Times TwoOh looky! Hes waking up!Trouble Times Two6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The first reaction to come out of the seeker was a swipe of clawed hands and Sideswipe managed to jerk back enough to be missed, the slight breeze of the fingers passage brushing against the dermal plating of his cheek.
I told you to not be that close to him when he onlines, the yellow twin grumbled from the tree he leaned against.
Im going to kill you both! Starscream snarled, resisting the urge to rub his helm and hope that the ache in his CPU went away. He couldnt quite remember what happened or why he was currently grounded. One moment he was patrolling the skies, the next he was waking up to the insufferable sound of the red Lamborghinis cheery voice.
Now now, Screamy, Sideswipe said just out of reach. Its not nice to say something that wont come true. Itll be especially hard since your main weapons ar
Kisshu x Ichigo - Chapter 1 Chapter 1Kisshu x Ichigo - Chapter 15 years ago in Settings More Like This
"It's over," I whispered. I looked down, not wanting to face the sadness that seemed to radiate off him.
"Ichigo....?" Masaya asked.
"I'm sorry...It's just..." I said shaking my head.
"It can't be we've been-"
"I know, I just don't feel anything," I said finally looking up. Masaya's deep brown eyes bored down deep in my soul. Sadness coursed through my body just like my blood. I looked away hoping the sadness would just go away.
It didn't go away, his eyes kept on coming back every time I blinked. I felt a warm hand on my chin. His hand lifted my face so we were face to face.
Kisshu's Return part 1Kisshu's Return part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ow no!! Not again!! Momomiya Ichigo jumped out of her bed, put on her school uniform and put two red ribbons in her hair. Then she ran downstairs, took her schoolbag, yelled: Bye Mom! Bye Dad! And she was on her way to school.
She ran as fast as she could. She ran to her classroom but she bumped into someone. Im so sorry! Ichigo?
It was her boyfriend: Aoyama Masaya. Ow, Im terrible sorry, Aoyama-kun! Doesnt matter, but Ichigo... Yes, Aoyama-kun? Could you please spare some time after school? Of course! Okay, Ill see you after school, than. Okay, byebye!
The rest of the day she was non-stop thinking about Aoyama-kun. What does he want to talk about? He looked so serious... Then Ichigo got a little worried. 'He doesnt want to dump me, right? No way!!' The last dates didnt go very well, but he wouldnt break
La Ultima Cancion De Cuna De FluttershyLa Última Canción De Cuna De Fluttershy.La Ultima Cancion De Cuna De Fluttershy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rainbow Dash y Fluttershy estaban caminando por el pueblo. Estaban en una cita para recuperar el tiempo perdido. Rainbow Dash había ido a ver a ver a su amiga Spitfire, la comandante de los Wonderbolts. Se hicieron amigos cuando Rainbow Dash había ido a probar para entrar a los Wonderbolts hace unas semanas, y acababa de regresar de una estancia en la academia para el fin de semana. Rainbow Dash había decidido ir a ver Spitfire y ver que estaban haciendo en la academia.
"Hey Fluttershy, ¿Qué hiciste este fin de semana mientras yo estaba fuera?" Rainbow Dash pidió.
"Oh, bueno, Ángel y yo tuvimos una conversación larga y agradable sobre la comida que he estado haciendo por él. Está fuera de control otra vez, así que tenía que hablar con él acerca de cómo puedo ser asertiva" Fluttershy rió mientras terminaba de decirle las cosas a