An anorexic game.Let's play a game, she said.An anorexic game.5 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.2 years 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.2 years 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
Do you see?You see these tears?Do you see?2 years 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 To Tell Your Family Good-Bye1. In your weakest, darkest moment decide you are ready for it all to end.How To Tell Your Family Good-Bye7 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Come to terms with your decision. You will likely feel much more at ease
once you've made the choice to leave this world.
2. You must somehow tell your family - biological or otherwise -
that despite their love, it just wasn't enough
to keep you going.
A note is probably the best way to do it;
short, sweet, simple.
You could write it by hand, that might be sentimental
but a word document will do in a pinch
(and it will help you avoid messy ink smudges if you're prone to crying.)
3. The people who will read this note are people who have loved you dearly, or maybe not so dearly.
Either way this is your last chance to let your voice be heard
your last chance to tell them how you feel
so make it good.
4. Write down all of your feelings.
Give them every reason, every thought, every accusation,
pour every ounce of hurt into your note so the ones that care
might be able to understand.
5. While you're reading over what
How I SpeakPoetry is how I speak.How I Speak2 years 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.
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 Reader2 years 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
A Sisters Broken HeartEvery time I see youA Sisters Broken Heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your arms around him
I loathe that insufferable sound
Of two pairs of lips
Pecking at each other
Times of friendships have faded
Enter a new era of romance
Love turns to lust and sex
Sisterhood fades away
More Than Anyone BeforeThere's never been a loveMore Than Anyone Before2 years 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 Draw2 years 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.
AoT: Cheating!Levi x Reader- Chandelier [AU] 1/2AoT: Cheating!Levi x Reader- Chandelier [AU] 1/2AoT: Cheating!Levi x Reader- Chandelier [AU] 1/27 months ago in Romance More Like This
Ah god, Sonata will kill me for this XD
I really like the song so...Please. Bear. With. Me.
I don't know how to write angst that much, but I tried my best here, okay? I don't think that it's angst, though...
I think that this. Will. Be. Long. And I feel I'm writing the second part rather than the first. =_=
I don't know if I could choose between the two...tsunderes...
Also, another note; the second part will have the song, not this one here, so...yeah. Hope you'll understand.
And also...I don't know who has the more intimidating voice; Mister Shorty or Mister Eyebrows?
....How long has it been since you left me?
I don't really remember at all...but what I know is that you were with another woman.
And that you did this to me...
Y/N slowly opened her eyes as the sun shone on her face.
'It felt so warm, yet so bright...' She thought to herself. 'I never thought I'd get
Desperation There's this desperate feeling of wantingDesperation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
someone you know you can't have,
You can almost feel them getting closer,
So close that you can almost touch them,
You reach out,
And then they are once again out of your
A distance that you did not register before.
And you once again realize just how alone
Yet even though you know this,
You are stuck to them like spider webs
on crooked fingers,
There's no use trying to get away,
They must first destroy the webs,
And leave you in the most final way,
With a pain worse than any other.
Of what could have been and never
Imperfect WriterWords are written in a fluid motion.Imperfect Writer2 years 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
archipelagoyou've become some big rockarchipelago3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at sea to me, where
are your manners/ where
is your dignitas now
that you don't have the sea
rushing up to you
to be put on its knees;
i spend most nights watching
as her body slams into you,
climbs over you,
the birr from her whip
that aches to bring you down
egg her on
AttachmentSometimesAttachment2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The words you want to say
Are too painful to bare
I love you, is simple
These words, are not.
Too strong to depend on anyone
But can't you see?
You're breaking my walls
Would I pull myself back together
If I let myself believe
And find out
that it doesn't exist?
The fact still remains
I need you...
And I couldn't be me without you.
my brother is a statuemy brother has broad shoulders and a straight back.my brother is a statue2 years 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.
Roses Can Change.White roses make youRoses Can Change.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because they remind you
To see you smile
and take the pain
from your eyes,
I'd prick each of my
and drip my blood
onto each velvet petal
that adorns the snaking vine
so that the red roses
will make you think
This HallA few years ago I just sawThis Hall2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A crippled man walk through this hall
He passed the mute who told me lies
About birds who swim and fish that fly
Then the mime who shouts his act
Turned to me to face his back
Pulled a knife from his gun holder
Aimed and shot me in the shoulder
The stab wound blistered like a burn
I fell to the ground and stood stern
The armless woman reached for my hand
The police were called by the mute man
When they came they arrested me
For his crimes, the mime was set free
And the blind man just there stood in awe
At what he’d seen inside this hall
sleep tightThere are dreamscapes,sleep tight1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
vast blank planes that unfurl
in the night to greet me.
They roll off my tongue - like
the lies I used to tell you -
and dribble down my chin,
collecting in the hollow of my throat.
I am swaddled wholly by them,
need no coddling but their
You roam my body,
grace me with your 'why me' smiles,
and grip me tighter.
wordless they succumbAnd they fell -wordless they succumb1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
just like that.
Just like the act of breathing;
soundless and inevitable.
Like an eager girl slipping
straps from her shoulders,
the soft crush of silk at her feet.
My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinMy Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Look at the wounds to know, where i've been
Throwing me against, my own walls
But I've learned to fly, when i fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface
And I know that I, I, I am not worthless
No matter how they break me, i'm unbreakable
No matter how they hurt me, i'm invincible
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding
When it breaks it goes on beating
I, I'll keep on keeping on
'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.
just for 6,000 yen - oikawa tooru x readerjust for 6,000 yen - oikawa tooru x reader2 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
I'm sure you've heard this all before. "I wasn't the prettiest girl at school, but somehow, Oikawa noticed me out of the millions of girls that followed him around!" Let me just call bull on that and tell you that, no, Oikawa did not notice the 'normal looking girls' out of the numerous amounts of 'slightly better-looking girls'. That boy went through each and every pretty girl in the third year before even considering any of the normal ones. By the way, I'm a normal-looking girl. What that means is that I don't wake up at 5 am just to spend 3 hours putting on makeup. Instead, I wake up at around 7:30 am, brush my hair and teeth, put on my uniform, and leave for school. I find this way of life significantly less stressful and significantly more easy (not to mention the extra 2 hours and half of sleep I get), and I honestly don't give a damn if I'm not pleasant to look at.
So, with that said, it
Cigarettes and SilenceThe soft snow settles like the silence;Cigarettes and Silence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel the weight of both on my skin.
The lingering scent of your last cigarette's smoke
Still drifts through the air of my conscience.
The cold wind howls—I feel it cut through my clothes,
Reminding me how naked I am.
I watch the stars wheel,
Circle and swirl in the swell of night sky
And I think of the stars in your eyes
And the lies in your smile.
There is loneliness in my breathe;
It crystallizes in the darkness
And floats away like it means nothing—
Like I mean nothing.
I'm wandering and I'm pondering
How I hate that you've made me know
That happiness tastes the same as sorrow
And feels like cigarettes and silence,
Like the stars and snow.