10:59if you by chance10:591 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
locked away in their own
let them be- it might be
than the outside
She Killed Him With LettersHis days were slim,She Killed Him With Letters1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And his nights
But he was not
destined to be
Why not? You ask,
Couldn't he have
No I respond,
He was doomed
from the start
to die by letters.
Murder she wrote,
I saw her kill him
Remember UsWhen you go home, IRemember Us1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
hope you look up to the stars
and remember us.
elephant (puppet talk)i have an elephant in my head.elephant (puppet talk)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and there is always room
for one more thought
and one more anxiety
and one more insecurity
and one more memory
and one more flashback
and one more--
no. i don’t talk about that stuff.
i never talk about that.
i don’t like talking about it
but i’ve never been able
to hide the elephant in my head
because it’s reminiscent
of puppet talk.
my face says it all,
my emotions pulling the strings
as if i’m nothing more
than a marionette.
because most days, in truth,
i feel as though
i am nothing more than a puppet
with elephants in his head
aimed to please
like i’m dumbo.
(or whatever the story is
because i’ve never seen
that silly little movie.)
i take my distractions for granted
because like oxygen,
you don’t realize it is there
until you need it most.
and like breathing
i don’t notice loneliness
until i’m left in my bedroom
sleeping my entire day away
so i don’t have to
Spain X Reader - Tarzan CH.1Chapter 1 - Son of ManSpain X Reader - Tarzan CH.18 months ago in Romance More Like This
You yawned, shifting in your spot, but felt the surface you were on to be hard. Actually, not only was that strange, but the air felt humid. You heard the wind rustling lives and the sound of a waterfall nearby. But last you checked, weren't you in a library. You slowly sat up and peeked your eyes open.
You yelped when you found yourself up in a vine covered tree. You looked around and your eyes widened at your attire. You wore what seemed to be animal skins and just enough to cover the parts that needed to be covered. They didn't feel loose, so you didn't have to worry about them slipping off. Luckily.
You also found that your muscles were more toned and your hands and feet had a lot more calluses. With this new knowledge and the knowing you were obviously in a dream, you grabbed onto one of the tree's vines.
~Oh the power to be strong and the wisdom to be wise, all these things will come to you in time. On this journey that you're making, there'll be answers th
Estonia X Reader - Atlantis CH.1Chapter 1 - StrandedEstonia X Reader - Atlantis CH.14 months ago in Romance More Like This
It started off with you going to the library with your friend, you didn't expect yourself to end up here. You couldn't comprehend where you were, because of the abstract structures, flashing lights, and the huge tsunami headed your way. Yeah, you couldn't really focus at the moment. Your hair whipped around you, as you looked around the area. You saw a glimpse of your mom running off, before your dad came into your vision.
"Look away, ___!" He covered your eyes and you blacked out.
You felt your bare back against the sand and flinched. You could smell fresh sea salt and could only guess you were on a beach. You forced your tired eyes open to meet a cloudy sky, it almost looked like it was going to rain. You sat up and felt a pain go through your head. You quickly held it and tried to figure out where you were.
Just a minute ago you were at the library, but now you were at the beach. You didn't think the library was close to any beaches... And what about that othe
The MonsterI don’t want to hurt you anymore.The Monster1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do you make me?
I can’t control myself and you know it.
Why do you push me?
I try to leave.
I try to retreat into the comfort of solitude.
My own private nirvana locked behind these four walls.
But you won’t have it.
You chase me.
You corner me.
You laugh and you point.
You tear me down.
I can’t escape.
It’s driving me mad.
I can feel it start happening again.
I hate you.
Like a wounded animal, I lash out.
I rip away everything you hold dear.
I destroy everything you love.
I end you.
There is nothing left now.
Only silence holds dominion.
The rain steadily falls and my tears are lost in the middle.
Who is the real monster?
.you buried me deep and called it a triumph,.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but you never realized -
I'm a seed.
Painful LovePainful Love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dear friend, how much I love you; still
not velvet-like they feel, your paws
while in my hair your raking claws
rip out whole strands with cruel skill.
You're purring, much to my delight
while dangling right before my face
your hairy tail despite its grace
now makes me sneeze and blocks my sight.
My little kitty, cute and sweet,
my head is aching from your weight.
Why should you bother what I've said,
knowing you'll always get your treat?
Perfectly FlawedYou are not perfect.Perfectly Flawed1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are not flawless.
You are, in fact,
Excuse me if I am
But it’s true.
As there are stars in the sky,
And no matter how hard
You will always have flaws.
And that’s okay;
You cannot have a solar system
Just as you cannot have a warrior
We all have flaws
We cannot control,
And even ones we can.
And that’s okay.
Because tomorrow and today,
They are the stitches in the fabric
Of your being
And I think you are all the more beautiful
That your flaws are as important
As your perfections.
By the Hand of BastBy the Hand of Bast5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
With the last hieroglyph finished, Wati set aside the scroll he had been working on. He closed The Book of the Dead and ran his hands along the cover. Despite the fact he wrote these words on a regular basis, never had it been so hard. Ra had long since disappeared for his usual voyage, and the wick of his lamp was nearly burnt to the end. As the flame died its orange glow was replaced by the ghostly light of the moon filtering through the linens that covered the windows and door of his small hut.
On either side of the doorway, stood the shadows of two pots. It had been many days since Tiankhit had left him, but still the barley continued to grow. Wati had so hoped for the emmer wheat to sprout first. Like all men, he wanted a son, but had come to love the idea of his daughter just as much. They were overjoyed when the first leaves pressed their way up through the dirt to tell them the news of their child, and the days passed with excitement as they waited to see if they grew to be bar
The Shattered LoveThere was a boy made of metal with a heart of glassThe Shattered Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who thought he was invincible.
he lived recklessly with no regard for others.
There was a girl made of glass with a heart of metal
who knew she was fragile.
she was quiet and cautious and isolated herself.
One day by chance
the two met
and shortly thereafter they fell deeply in love.
The boy fell more and more in love,
while the girl felt her love for him dwindle
until she simply couldn't love him anymore.
The girl with the heart made of metal left the boy.
There is a boy made of metal with a heart of shattered glass
who knows he is broken.
he tries to tape his heart back together.
There is a girl made of glass with a heart of metal
who knows she can be fragile
she is a little happier and a little less alone.
Yarn - StoryYarn - Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There it lies before me. Silently criticising me. Mocking me. Motionless. An orb. Large. Round. And very. Very. Blue.
This is not the first time I have come face to face with this foe. Nor will it be the last. Soon I shall annihilate him! And the safety of humanity will fall upon me. Tiddle's the superior!
Well what did you think I was going to say? Do you really think there are such things as super heroes? Don't be silly! Kittens however. We exist. Sadly not all of us have homes and we are forced to roam the streets, keeping those nasty rodents and their diseases at bay. Sadly, though, your human minds do not see us as the reliable cleaners we are, you see us on the streets and assume we are worthless or broken.
However, back to the orb. I'm not allowed to touch the orb. O
A Letter to My Best FriendA letter to my best friend, for when he is feeling badlyA Letter to My Best Friend4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When your sunny skies turn to thunder clouds.
When you can't hear your own thoughts
Over rumbling drum rolls of thunder.
I will be the umbrella to protect you
From the freezing rain.
I'd set my bones aflame
Watch them spark and burn.
I'd turn my soul into a Bon fire
Just to keep you warm.
I'd catch fire flies like stars.
I would keep them in a jar
And give them to you.
Because you light up the dark of the night sky.
When I am feeling blue
You are the one that helps me get through
The murk of my lonely thoughts.
And sometimes, I don't feel like you see yourself clearly.
I wish you could see you
The way I do.
I see you in the stars
You talk about them so fondly.
Every constellation reminds me of you.
I wonder if you are made of cosmos.
Such chaotic, pure energy,
I see you in the rain.
You are cold
I'd dance to the music of your soft,
Pitter- patter melody.
I see you in the air I breathe.
Because you are the thing
PressureI tried to smilePressure1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
and I pretend it's alright
but we both now
that nothing is okay
If I don't, I know you'll be angry
You'll look at me with that frustrated expression of yours
And tell me things that I've known for years but never seemed to do
I'm not a good little girl
I can't take it
I'm not as good as that person over there
I've never been the best at anything that didn't make me happy
I can't get the honor rolls
I can't do my homework right
I can't even interact properly
All these years, I've tried to ask for help
But no one understood
So I gave up
But now that I have the chance to ask for help
...I don't know how to ask
How could I possibly let you know
That all these years I've been shunned
Not by you, but by others
those who found that I was too childish to be around
The one who never seemed to grow up
I'm sorry I'm such a naive girl
I'm sorry I seem to lazy and unreliable
I'm sorry that I can't seem to get anything right
Unfortunately I'm that girl
SometimesSometimes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I wish I was dead
Sometimes I want to change the past
Sometimes I regret
And sometimes I'm hurt
Sometimes I smile
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I Hate
And sometimes I'm emotional
Sometimes I wish
Sometimes I hope
sometimes I dream
And sometimes I crawl
But in the end
I'm still me
And if you want to change that
Then I got two words for you
A Mother's LoveShe looked up, blinking her sleepy eyes open. She could see the sun rising, rays of light slowly seeping through the clouds. The day was beginning.A Mother's Love6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She looked down at the three small ruffled bundles of fur curled up beside her, shifting and mewling quietly as they dreamt. The she-cat bent down to sniff at them, and they woke up instantly.
The kittens had a striking resemblance to their mother; long brown tabby stripes. One of them had long fur and only one brown stripe like its father.
She got up and stretched, widening her jaws into a yawn. Shaking her pelt, she turned to face her kittens, whom were stretching and yawning. The she-cat stretched out a paw to pull one of the kittens closer to her, and began licking its fur. The kitten mewled and struggled against her tongue, but its mother had a good grip on him and released him when she was done. She did the same with the other two.
The kittens started sniffing at their mother, hoping for some food. They were old enough to eat prey, if
Why do you cut?"Because it's a pain that I can control when it stops, whereas the pain inside. It doesn't stop. It never stops. It's not control over the pain I need, its that power to decide when enough is enough."Why do you cut?2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That's what she told me when I asked her why she cut. But that wasn't the whole truth. And as the tally etched down her legs, the reverse of the marking of ages against a doorjamb in her parent's house, I saw another truth. I gave her space until she felt safe enough to say it out loud. An addendum to the truth:
"I need the scars, I need to be able to blame them for being unlovable. Need to be able to blame my past, my craziness, the pain and those who caused it for being unlovable. For no one wanting me. Need them to cover my body so people see them first and the shape of me second. I need them as a mask. Because if the scars are gone then the truth is obvious. That no one wants me because of my body first, and my mind second.. and I can't blame anyone but myself for those things. The sc
The Four Powers - BeginningIn the beginning, it is said that a colossal explosion of such magnitude, of such power, was what created our Universe. It is said that from this eruption of celestial power these galaxies and planets were formed. Yet, it is not said what caused this immense explosion nor if it really happened. One thing is proven, though; we exist. Religion claims there is an omnipotent being that controls what is to be, what has been, and the now. It also claims that this being created us and the planet we live on in merely a week. Others simply state that this planet has always existed and that our existence is merely coincidence, or that we evolved from other creatures, or even that we came from another planet from a far away galaxy. It seems that the truth of our existence will never be discovered.The Four Powers - Beginning6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, that's just because the truth is right in front of us.
Have you ever stopped to look at the nature around you? Have you ever noticed how the elements of the world seemed like emotions of a living
Hetalia x Reader - The Butterfly ProjectYou could sense the many pairs of eyes on you as you tugged up your long sleeve, revealing dozens of cuts and scars made by the little, sharp thing hidden in your bathroom. Several people gasped, but other than that, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. You didn’t dare look up, even though you could feel the eyes of many others staring at you with a peculiar kind of innocent sadness. Their eyes burned holes though you, and even though that you knew that they would never in a million years blame you, guilt wracked your heart.Hetalia x Reader - The Butterfly Project3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What did you do to yourself?” a quiet voice asked, while a soft, calloused hand tilted your chin up. Your eyes met a pair of twin violet orbs, looking into yours with such intensity that you couldn’t bear to look away, even though your mind screamed and kicked at you to move your eyes back to the floor. Tears welled up and almost flowed over, but being as strong-willed as you were, you refused to let them slip out.
The Tree of DestinyThe Tree of Destiny is more than a tree,The Tree of Destiny3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s you; it’s me, everything in between,
It’s all your dreams that drifted away,
It’s all the sayings you used to say.
It’s the hope of your heart,
The start of your mind. . .
It’s the climb of a lifetime.
It’s all the tears that ran down your cheeks;
It’s the secrets that lie in the highest peaks,
It angers the scientists who continue to seek.
It’s the darkest times and the brightest vines,
It’s the special shining light in our eyes,
It is the days we’ve watched go by. . .
It’s you, it’s me,
It’s everything that vision can and can’t see.
But most importantly, it’s what you want it to be.