An anorexic game.Let's play a game, she said.An anorexic game.4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A game where no one wins and everyone lose.
Let's see who can lose more.
I challenge you. What do you have to lose?
I looked at myself, at my reflex in the mirror and said
Why not? I only have my life to lose.
.i will bury myself.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
outside in the garden;
like the spare key
or the dead dog,
i'm never there when
you need me
my body's slave is my mind.it's barely summermy body's slave is my mind.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i've forgotten how to breathe;
i fall in love with strangers
before they even speak.
it's like i'm
within the pulsating crowd
like a fly trapped in a spider's web;
questions are spun
inferiority screams in my ear
& consumes all thoughts
until i can't hear
all the questions that are caught
between threads of my insecurities,
the fabric of my being -
tightening its grip
with everyone seeing
it's barely summer
but i can feel
each pump of my left ventricle
is an exertion against will,
& leaves me cripple
& frozen, still -
but feeling like i could run
before you could catch me.
i watch the moon
trade places with the sun,
racing against time,
but my day
has still not yet
Promise Me - Jean x Reader'It was hard to tell the difference between the thumping of your horses' hooves and the thumping of your own heart. Both sounds rang in your ears along with the mangled cries of people you once called your squad. You looked around, noticing that more than half of the right flank had been eaten. Your breathing quickened as you shouted for the rest of your team to keep riding, trying to get your 3-dimensional mobility gear to get behind the titan that was gaining up on you. You cursed under your breath as you noticed the lack of trees surrounding you. A gasp erupted from your throat as the wind whipped at the gash on your face. Tears stung your eyes as you looked behind you, the titan slowly closing the gap between you. You cried out and pushed your horse to go faster.Promise Me - Jean x Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
"[Name]! You have to keep going. You can't slow down now!" You turned your head, your eyes widening as you saw Jean. 'What is he doing here?! He wasn't assigned to Right Flank!' You thought, a bewildered look plastered
Do you see?You see these tears?Do you see?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m not shedding them for you.
You see my smile?
I’m not grinning for you.
You see my eyes?
They aren’t lighting up for you.
You see my blood?
It isn’t burning for you.
You feel my heart?
It’s not beating for you.
You know these feelings
That keep me up till 3am?
It’s not because of you.
You see the way I make
Extravagant hand motions when I’m excited?
That’s not for you.
You feel my rage and anger?
That is indeed for you.
Do you still not see?
Do you still not understand?
After all the times
I have hurt you
And thrown you away….
You still want to be here
You still want to be by my side…
Maybe it is me who does not see…
Maybe it is me who does not understand….
That even after all those times…
You do understand
I’m not really mad at you…
I’m just upset at myself…
You’ll always be my friend…
Maybe I’ll never know why….
How I SpeakPoetry is how I speak.How I Speak1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
My communication is weak.
Sorry if I don't talk back.
Social skills I do lack.
No understanding of what to say.
Dealing with it everyday.
So when I just say nothing,
It doesn't mean anything.
What to say I'm not sure.
My short responses do bore.
Only understood when I write.
A difference of day and night.
Take this as my apology.
It's not you. It really is me.
Summoner/ReaderYou only had two things of violet nail polish, a half full container of lip gloss, 45 bobby pins, your guitar, a large volume of a compilation of Sherlock Holmes adventures, a hair brush, your laptop, it's charger, a handful of tampons that weren't going to get you far, some deoderant, a towel, and a bag of lays chips. That was all you had in your bag and you knew that there was no fucking chance that you were going to get by one what you had in your backpack.Summoner/Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were wearing some workout clothes as you had just gotten back from the gym and were heading to teach a guitar lesson(You left your gym bag in the car) the only perks of the outfit was the sports bra and the shoes. But in the end it wasn't fashionable or cute at all, which was a major let down.
The only reason you were going to the gym was because you needed to fit that goddamn dress, your wedding dress. You were getting married in a few days. But you ran into some complications. Well it wasn't just some complicati
More Than Anyone BeforeThere's never been a loveMore Than Anyone Before1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the one you have for me.
I'm floating; I'm surrounded.
Your love is all I feel.
I just can't comprehend
Why it's bestowed upon me.
I don't deserve
Everything that you are.
But even so
I know that it's true.
You'd do anything for me.
You've already done so much.
I wish so much I could say
My love is the same,
But my hearts been broken
By a lover before.
There's so much
That I would do for you.
But I can promise you
I love you
More than I've loved anyone before.
If I Could DrawIf I could draw, I'd draw the world.If I Could Draw1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd draw abstract with a bunch of swirls.
I'd draw some trees and a small lake.
I'd draw the truth, as well as the fake.
I'd draw my friends and I'd draw me.
I'd draw the details of everything I see.
I'd draw the visions in my head.
I'd draw the dreams from my bed.
I'd let you see the world as I do.
I'd capture what's known by few.
There's just some things words can't show,
Some parts of my head you'll never know.
My drawings are so terribly bad.
Artistic ability, I wish I had.
.sooner or later,.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the tooth fairy picks up a
hammer and chisel
There's Never An Easy Way To Put Thisi don't want the lightThere's Never An Easy Way To Put This1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your eyes
to be extinguished
but there's no words i
can say that will
unbreak your heart.
.horrors prey on.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
dreams, and sleep can
do nothing about it
a lamb strays
from the flock;
a wolf grins
my brother is a statuemy brother has broad shoulders and a straight back.my brother is a statue1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
he is a pillar of stone and a slab of concrete,
the way he marches around the house.
he has hair the consistency of canvas and his laugh
echoes like lions leading jungles. royalty,
some call it, how he sits
or taps his foot in time with his breaths:
quick then slow
quick then slow
quick then slow
his artistry is bending, although he does it backwards
sometimes for the wrong people. he is carved from marble,
his chiseled muscles moving
in a sort of dance that lacks music or a partner.
he likes numbers.
counts the leaves of lettuce he allows himself,
counts his low test scores toward his inadequacy.
his statue cracks and crumbles,
his voice rises like an unwanted sun.
his sockets sprout green-tinted moss.
my brother is frozen in time, transfixed stone
with a list of spineless claims.
he is still learning to straighten.
Imperfect WriterWords are written in a fluid motion.Imperfect Writer1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The thoughts are rushing; there’s so much commotion.
Cramps arise from within my wrist.
The story continues on without a murderous twist.
Stress has crept along my back,
For there’s something I believe I lack.
I can see the blood, the horror, and the hate.
But I cannot find whatever I expected would be great.
Every time there’s something missing,
Something that I don’t believe I’m overanalyzing.
So, I add and add and add until I find a fit,
But the unknown stretches to Beyond and I lose it.
Therefore, I make it all new again and again.
It all starts over, though, and I know I cannot win.
I dread the day when the unknown will consume everything whole,
And I’m left with another unfinished goal.
I’m an imperfect writer; that much is true.
But I’m not alone; you’re with me, too.
We, writers, all have been cursed,
For the good and for the worst.
Our thoughts are contaminated with lies,
And they expand
You Can't SeeYou can't see what you've done.You Can't See1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You only care about having fun.
Only one parent to raise.
This doesn't seem to faze.
You were never really there.
I wonder if you can even care.
You act like such a child.
Your temper just seems wild.
I don't know what's in your head.
Not my mother, in your bed.
My sister just keeps crying.
I wish you were just trying.
I just want you to understand,
But I don't think you can.
She The Ultimate WeaponAn electrifying threat of plunderShe The Ultimate Weapon1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Just to merely wonder
Strolling down the pathetic lax of street
Their heart stumbles over a quaint beat
A world against them; how will they resist?
If you didn't exist
If I could...If I could...If I could...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I could...
If I could tell you how much I hate you
Would you care?
If I could tell you how much I cried,
When you weren't there.
Would you say your sorry?
If I could tell you when you came home late at night,
And I stood up waiting for you.
Would you tell me were you were?
If I could tell you, I waited up to morning, until you
Would you come up to me with a Hug?
If I could tell you, that I began cutting because you
Would you stop me and say I'm here.
If I could tell you, Do you love me?
Would you say “I Love you too”?
If I could tell you, the reason why we fought was
Because I care.
Would you say “Let's stop fighting, because I know you care”.
If I could just tell you how I feel about you
Would hate me forever?
If I could tell you
That I attempted Suicide more than once.
Would you drop everything and come to my rescue?
If I could tell you
It hurts when you leave me alone in a locked room.
The Music We MakeI feel your heartThe Music We Make1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Beating softly with mine
A pure harmony
Burrowing deep inside
Crescendos and allegros—
intertwining mirrors of our
actions, your baritone echoing my alto,
our hearts the metronome to the rhythms
of our voices lifted raised in the wordless
music of our song.
Though I don’t know the words
I merely sing the melody
letting the beating of our
hearts slowly lead me
to the words waiting inside
The cavernous organ where words
coalesce and convalesce, unearthing
phrases yet unspoken and thoughts
undisclosed…our song—my song and
your song, two favorites written and
recorded as night stretches unending
And I listen as
our song weaves together
a lazy, loving ballad
telling tales of both
now and forever
So let’s listen to the stories
we hear in our heartbeats
as our pulses race and soar,
aching to synchronize beneath
the moon’s glow as
We let the world fall away,
disappear into the flowing of
our music, the lovely lyr
The one that isn't meEvery time I laughThe one that isn't me1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There's a madness creeping within
I'm a facade
Inside I'm crawling out of my skin
My opinions and thoughts don't matter
So I keep them trapped in my brain
My emotions and feelings are constantly discounted
So I keep quiet and refrain
I wish I could speak up
But I'm too afraid of the fallout
I hate making people upset or angry
I'd rather just go without
I care too much
What other people think of me
It's just ingrained in my existence
I just wish I could be free
So I shall continue to being someone I'm not
And hope that no one ever finds me out
Some times I just want to run away
Because if I don't, I'll start to shout
Flawed Canvas.Your lipsFlawed Canvas.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
all across my heart.
My blood isn't even
its a pale and dying
that bleeds onto the floor
and paints a picture
Accidental Exchanges.Accidental Exchanges.Accidental Exchanges.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are some things you can only tell a stranger.
Because there are no formal feelings to endanger.
There is no sentimental connection
And therefore no misapprehensions.
The conversation can be left with no remainders.
Passport to the World START HEREPassport to the World START HERE3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Yo Dudes! Listen to my awesome hero voice so that we can start the meeting!" America shouted with a cheese burger in hand. No one could hear him though over all the usual ruckus. France and England were arguing as always over anything and everything, looking as if they could start another war any second. Russia sat in his spot, smiling, not seeming to mind the arguing or chaos. "Russia, you are in my space, aru!" China shouted, moving away from the creepy Russia and into Japan's personal space. German slammed his hands on the table. "Everyone shut up!" he shouted as Italy tried to calm him down. Romano's brother turned and glared at the German. "Shut up you Potato eating bastard! You are making more noise than anyone else in here!" he snapped. Other countries joined into the bickering.
This is a normal day when it comes to the world meetings; none of the countries could see to get along together. Today though, America had a good idea rather than his usual cr